I still love him more than anything
I always said that I'd die to protect him.
well, here's my moment of truth.
My little brother is in more trouble than he's ever been in.
And there's nothing I can do.
But I was the one who turned him in.
I had to.
To save him.
If I hadnt, it would have been worse. He would have been dead.
but one of these days.. years from now, we're going to repeat the last day we spent together.
We're gonna go to Bakersfield and find some guy... tag team him... then have breakfast, hop on our bikes and ride over the mountains back to LA. we're gonna stop again half way and buy a bunch of candy and sit under the trees like when we were kids and laugh and talk and eat the candy and tell each other how glad we are that after all these years we found that the only family we ever needed was right in front of us all along.
After all these years of seacing, we found each other.
I'll tell him that i could never have had a better little brother than him, and he'll tell me that without a big brother like me, he'd never have made it.
And we'll look into each other's eyes and laugh again and high-five eachother and hop back on out bikes and ride the rest of the way home.
Knowing that it's going to happen is the only thing that's kept me going.