A one-shot introspective story, my specialty!
Title: Little Brother
Summary: I'll just keep trying until I get it right.
My little brother is a better person than I am. He’s gentle and calm, whereas I lose my temper, and couldn’t be delicate to save my soul.
I do try to do the right thing, but I get myself so mixed up that I lose track of what’s important. He brings me back down to earth and reminds me that what I really want to do is be a better brother for him.
I’ve made so many mistakes, mistakes that make me wonder sometimes why he can even stand to look at me, let alone love me and want to be near me.
He deserves a better brother than me. He deserves someone who can set his priorities straight, someone who will listen to him when he voices his doubts.
I would’ve saved us a lot of trouble if I’d listened to his concerns. But I’m not really very good at that. I’m a kid, much as I don’t like to admit it, and I’m stuck up, and sometimes I’m a downright ass (not that anyone would ever catch me admitting it).
But I am learning, and I am trying to do better. I think maybe that’s all I can do. Just try, and take his hand when I fall. He’ll put me back up on my feet.
I do my best to protect him, it’s my duty as his older brother. I haven’t done my best, but he’s still here, so I can’t be failing too badly there.
After all, I can’t afford to lose him.
Fletcher is the only little brother I’ve got.
Bet you thought it was Ed's POV, didn't you?
Back to Physics. Urgh.