“Pops put a bullet in his head because West protected you. But his death isn’t your fault, C. You can’t carry that. This life ate him up, but seeing you and her together—that was what he talked about all the time when you weren’t around. It’s like he never knew people like us could be loved like that. He saw the change in you. We both did. That is what you gave him, not death. So don’t you fucking dare turn your back on him now. He wanted you to live, C. You gotta do that for him. Swear to me, Calder. I fucking mean it. You don’t let his death be in vain.”
Sibling death just guts me every time
