35. Friends

Mila’s pov

"Congratulations! And you won the tournament, just like your big brother." Brax said over the phone.

Thanks; I still remember when you won. You didn’t even break a sweat." I joked.

"I’m sorry for not being there for the tournament and for your party tonight." Brax sounded like he really meant it, and part of me felt bad that he wasn’t here. But it would be too much for Brax right now, and we both didn’t want to worry our mother.

"I was the one who told you to stay home. How are you anyway?" I told Brax, hoping it would take away some of his guilt.

Brax sighed, "I’m angry. At the world, at myself, and at everyone who does get the person they love in their life. I’m trying not to be. Honestly, I’m doing a lot better as long as I keep busy."

"Maybe therapy might help, or at least talking to someone?" I suggested.

"Yeah, maybe." Brax said, but he quickly changed the subject. "Elora told me about the bonus fight that happened after the tournament. So Argo won against Eli,