" Ok Nat, I still just wish you would think about it. Even if you don't or can't love me the same. We are family. Im fine just having a sister, I have too long let slide away. And.....get hurt. Cause of me and my being and asshole. Im done with it. You are mine Sis, I am not losing you." He spoke, his words, perhaps misunderstood on his meaning of mine. But he loved her so, as his sister.<br/><br/>He sat beside her, his form sore, and definalty the last movment, unless shower before bed or bathroom. He handed it to her, and moved hand to his cheek. As he looked down.<br/><br/>" I found it one night, she had left it in a box, where she placed her jewlery from dad. And one day she said it ws lost. She must have looked all day and night. Well she found it, and I seen her crying. She said she did not ever want to lose it, for it holds us inside, pics i took with you the day we kissed cheeks at the fair. Lol, i thought it cute. and dad on the other side. Well, she told me she would place it in a place she would never lose it. But just cause she did not wear it, mean she did not love it. And she placed it in grandmas letters from grandpa. I looked and, got it one day dad was drunk. I needed something to hold onto from her. And.... I want you to have it. Please?"