Chapter 2
June 7, 1993 Brian’s Point-of-View
“Oh Katie I have so much to tell you.” I said watching my little sister sleep. “Telling you that I’m in the band should be easy but telling you that we’ve got to go over seas is going to be hard. How am I gonna tell you both Kevin and I are leaving?” I continued quietly.
“She looks so angelic laying there doesn’t she?” Harry asked.
“Oh hey Harry.” I said turning around to see him standing in the doorway. “Yea she does.” I stated turning back around to look at Katie.
“It’s kinda hard to believe that she can look so angelic yet be such a prankster and so much like you.” He said coming over and sitting on the opposite side of the bed from me.
“Hey, I take insult to that.” I whispered with a smile.
“Yea yea Bri whatever but you know it’s true.” Harold quietly stated smiling. When I didn’t make some sort of sarcastic remark he put his hand on my shoulder. “It’s ok Brian you’ll be able to tell her and she’ll be just fine, don’t worry.” He said squeezing my shoulder lightly.
“I know but I just can’t help but worry. I mean, she really needed me after Uncle Jerald passed away. I just never thought she’d take it as hard as she did but if you think about it they we’re really close and……” I said as I was interrupted.
“Brian let’s take this downstairs so we don’t wake her.” Harry said knowing we wouldn’t be quiet enough to not wake Katie.
Downstairs
“Brian she will be ok. She’s doing better about Uncle Jerald. She was only like that for that month after he passed away you and especially Kevin of all people should know that. She’ll never be exactly like she was before he died, but she’ll still be able to get past you and Kevin leaving. It’s not like you guys are leaving forever.” He said once we had both sat down.
“I know we’re not leaving forever but there’s always that little voice in the back of my head that keeps saying ‘What if happens again? Will she be able to pull through again?’ I mean I always worry that was like the worst month for her and everybody around her. How do you not worry about it?” I said thinking of what happened to Katie after Uncle Jerald died.
“Brian, I do worry about her, all the time, but I don’t let it get to me. You know she’ll be ok. Just stop worrying for tonight and let that be for tomorrow or today I guess would be right it’s 12:05 in the morning.” Harry stated
“Wow twelve o’ five already I think we should get to bed.” I said yawning.
“Ya we should especially you cause you know Katie won’t let you sleep a second past 9.” Harry whispered as we walked up the stairs.
“Yea I know” I said.
“Good night.” Harry said walking into his room and shutting the door.
“Night” I whispered before he shut the door. Then I walked into Katie’s room and sat on the side of the bed once again. I gazed down at her fast asleep, looking at her naturally curly dirty blonde hair spill over the pillow and with the moon shining down on her face she really did look angelic. “Oh Katie I’m going to miss you so much when I leave, but Harry’s right I think you’ll be ok.” I said. Then I leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Goodnight Katie, I love you.” I whispered softly, then walked out of her room.
June 8, 1993; 8:45 am
My P.O.V.
“Morning Mom.” I said as I walked into the kitchen.
“Good Morning Katie. How’d you sleep.” My mom asked handing me a glass of OJ as I sat down at the little island type thing where we ate most of our meals that aren’t anything special.
“Thanks.” I said motioning towards the orange juice. “I slept pretty good surprising enough.” I stated answering her question then taking a drink of my juice.
“That’s good.” She said grabbing her coat that was hanging on the back of the chair beside where I was sitting. “I have to go to work I should be home around 2, Kevin should be here around noon, Harry is staying with Jenny, (AN Jenny is Harry’s g/f in the story he also stay’s there most of the time) and your father should also be home around 2 because Brian got home last night so there letting us off early.” She said as she kissed my forehead and went out the kitchen door. “Oh and don’t wake Brian up too harshly because there’s no one here to save you.” She said smiling as she poked her head back in the door, then once again left.
“Ok now I can wake Brian.” I quietly said to myself as I put my glass in the sink. I then walked up the stairs and quietly opened his door. Then I stepped back a couple feet from the door and went running, jumping onto his bed screaming “Wake up Brian!” once I landed on the bed he flew about 4 inches off the bed.
“Where’s the fire!?” He screamed with a terrified look on his face as I cracked up laughing, rolling on his bed. “Oh you little turkey butt!” He yelled faking anger. He pounced on me and started tickling me.
“AAAHHH………..BRI……BRIAN……..BRI……BEAR……BRI…..AN…..THOMAS…….LITT………LITTRELL……..ST…..OP…….I…….I’M…….SOR……SORRY……….BRIAN………..I……………CA…..CAN’T………..BRE…….BREATH!” I screamed laughing as he tickled me for about 5 minutes straight.
“Oh ok ruin all my fun why don’t ya.” He said pouting as he leaned against his headboard.