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prankstrinchief (prankstrinchief) wrote in pandorarpg,

George waved a hand dismisively. "Maybe, but that's not really an excuse. I just shut everyone out, even my family, who were hurting just as much as me," well, not just as much. He had a hard time listening to anyone claim they knew how he felt on the Fred matter. Twins were different than normal siblings, and you couldn't understand that if you weren't one. He still five years later felt like half of him was missing, and frequently turned to tell Fred something in the shop, only to be reminded he wasn't there. He looked away from Ally for a moment to get his emotions back under control.

Then she hugged him, and he hadn't realized how much that would help. He hugged her back, closing his eyes for a moment to take comfort in the contact. The pain of losing Fred never went away. It had lessened a bit over the years, but not by much. He'd just learned how to live with it, but he'd never admitted to anyone how lonely he was. And he didn't plan to either. The last thing he wanted was for people to look at him with pity.

He nodded. "Yea, I know, but you can just tell when she looks at me. I feel bloody guilty, I wish I didn't look exactly like him so she wouldn't feel so bloody bad just seeing me." And really, at times he felt like some people cared more about Fred being gone than George being left behind. Another thing he'd never admit to was how many times he'd tried to follow after his brother in those early days after he was gone. Everyone missed Fred. No one realized how much George had died with his brother.