That was all left. That was all that he had. There had been no goodbyes or words full of pain and heartache. Or regret. Regret for what he had just lost and for all the things he would never have the chance to get. No more dreams.
All that was left was a voicemail. And words that Brian wouldn't be able to say out loud, face to face.
Categories: Fanfiction > Backstreet Boys
Characters: Brian, Group, Nick
Genres: Angst, Drama, Suspense
Warnings: Death, Slash M/M
Word count: 46982