I sit on the bed with my hands in my hair, my eyes closed shut as I try to clear my mind.

It's been months and I'm still letting it give me nightmares, after all he was my brother. 

But I just have to let it slide, I have so much more important things to worry about. No matter how selfish and ignorant that may sound I can't let the memory of him hold me back like a thorn bush. 

I have to brake free and see that other people struggling around me too, Lay hasn't has much sleep since I've been waking up with nightmares.

And he has a pile of work to do, maybe I should go and help him. It will take my mind off everything.  

I step onto the cold floor, shivers running up my body as I put on some other clothes. I step out of the bedroom and wander over to his study, gently knocking on the door. 

I don't hear any reply so I just slowly open the door, I see him working very hard on some papers, finishing them quickly too.

I make my way quietly over to his desk and sit on the edge of it. He turns to me and sighs, placing his hand on his head "I don't have time for this right now"

I rub my hands together a little, seeing the dark circles under his eyes "I'm not hear because of that..." I mumrur quietly, sensing that he is stressed out. 

"I came to help you..." 

He looks me in the eyes, a little yawn escaping his mouth "Fine, please go and put all my done letters into folder's"

I nod and quickly go and do what he told me to, mid way through doing it something keeps bugging me "I'm sorry that you haven't been able to sleep"

I see him shrug as I move on to the other pile "It's okay...I understand"

"But it's not okay is it? You are exhausted for work..." 

"If I say it's fine, it's fine" He looks over to me and smiles "You must be hungry right?" <