She's dead. Just like that, dead. I keep expecting her to come into the hospital room to check on her boyfriend. To check on my best friend. But she's not coming. She's never coming back. And now my best friend, my brother, is so heart broken that he can barely function. I lost my friend but he lost the love of his life. And this is the only time in my entire life that I have no idea how to make it all better. I don't know how to help him. I can't. I'm just here. I can't save him from this. I can't protect him.