Okay, first of...DAMN, LOOK AT HOW FAST I WENT WITH THIS PART...I must have had some inspiration...and I did.
NOTE-this part is pretty sad...as it starts the downward spiral in the stroy. Also, I was originally planning on this being 4 parts, but now it might be 5...

TWO AND A HALF WEEKS LATER...

Middle Brother's birthday was quickly approaching, at least in Little Brother's mind. He wanted everything to be perfect for the day that his favorite brother became an adult. Well, not entirely, for, as Big Brother put it, Middle Brother would be old enough to die for his country, but not old enough to drink, so he wasn't quite an adult yet. Still, Little Brother felt that this day should be special for Middle Brother, and would do his best to make it so...with his girlfriend's help, of course.
The day of the meteor shower was quickly approaching as well, at least in Middle Brother's mind. He felt that it was awesome that this historic yet unpredicted meteor shower would not only happen less than a mile from their house, but also on his 18th birthday, of all days. Big Brother wouldn't let a chance pass to inform Middle Brother that he might be preparing himself for a letdown on one of the biggest days of his life, and that he shouldn't be looking forward to a meteor shower more than his on birthday, but Middle Brother didn't seem to care much about that.
The day where he could say that both of his brothers were officially insane was quickly approaching, at least in Big Brother's mind. He could see them becoming less and less stable as the days went on, approaching the day that they were both looking forward to so much. Still, at least it got them out of his hair, and Andrew's. Andrew was staying close by, for he would be leaving in a few weeks, but wanted to hang with Big Brother some before he went. Big Brother spent some time planning his brother's birthday, but left most of that to Little Brother and his girlfriend-he had to find a job to support him before he could find a career. Or, at least, that's what he had been thinking, for about four days, until a week and a half before Middle Brother's Birthday, when everything changed.
Ten days before Middle Brother's birthday, the Brentwood family got a call. It was from far downstate, and sounded serious. Mr. Brentwood (the brothers' father) picked up the phone. He answered as his usual cheery self, but in less than a minute, he had a morose look on his face. He sat down and just nodded, saying simple short agreements, such as yes, ok, and I understand. He looked up at his sons, then at his wife. He said "Thank you for informing us," and then hung up. He looked at his sons again, then his wife again, and then sighed. HE said, turning away, ""That was Jake Surivtez, my father's neighbor, and lifelong friend. He called me to inform me that..."he paused, coughed a bit, and almost broke into tears. But, he maintained his composure, and continued, "...and he said that Granddad just shot himself..."he paused and coughed again, and in between sobs, he said, "...apparently he just couldn't live without Grandma, and she died a couple of weeks ago, from a heart attack." The brothers' jaws all dropped, and they looked at each other in dismay.
"We wanted to tell you," said their mother, "but at first we didn't want to distract you from finals, and then we just couldn't find the right time...but..." she almost broke down as well, "I guess we probably should have told you sooner, as now..." she couldn't stop herself, and she broke into tears.
"...As now, in one foul swoop," said their father, regaining his composure for just a moment, "...you now have lost both of the only grandparents you ever knew..." He broke into tears again. The brothers just sat their, motionless, taking it all in.
Big Brother, the strongest of the three, was the first to break the silence, after a couple of minutes had passed. "So...what does this mean? What are we going to do?"
Their mother responded. "Well, the five of us will go downstate for the wake, and be back in a week. We will be back here for MB's birthday, but it will be a somber occasion..."
Little brother spoke next. "Are we gonna make it through this?"
"Of course we will," replied Middle Brother, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Of course we will. It may take a while, and it may hurt, but together, the three of us can make it through," he said, glancing at Big Brother. "And in seeing our strength, Mom and Dad wil have no choice but to be strong with us. Right?" he said, looking at them.
"Of course son," said their father, smiling through the tears. "And we will be a stronger family from it."
"Come on," said their mother, "I think a family hug might help us right about now..." They all embraced, and after a minute, they all let go. "Well now," she said, wiping her tears, "I think we all have some people we need to inform and some things to pack, so lets hop to it."
The brothers went to their rooms, and they each set about contacting people. Big Brother went and set up some things to pack in his room, and then went to walk over to where Andrew was staying. Middle Brother contacted Fernando via IM, and told him what had happened and where he would be going. He assured Fernando that he would be back soon, and a better person from it. Little Brother grabbed his cell phone and called his girlfriend, telling her almost exactly what happened, and also asking her to continue planning while he was gone, as Middle Brother's birthday had to be even better now. The three were back in two hours, with bags packed and ready to go downstate for a solemn and melancholy week.

Thank you, and if you liked it (or didn't) comment, and I will read and respond...as long as you are constructive...oh, and woohoo to saving people from suicide...cuz suicide is bad...um...yeah...I'm gonna stop now.