C115 Venting out

Blake's POV

I couldn't control myself any longer. The memories of the past were persistent and violently flashing in my mind, forcing me to remember all the pain and despair I felt then. He was my brother. My brother. He was supposed to love and protect me, but he not only hurt me, he killed me. He didn't need to be happy for me. I understood what he was going through when Amaya rejected him