The Beautiful Ones

Chapter 2: He's gonna be okay

^^ that's what I imagine Emmy looking like, pretty or not?!
Decided to update and not leave you hanging although I don't really think anyone is reading this nor will they ever :p but if someone is in fact reading this you sir/ma'am rock and this chapter is dedicated to you, enjoy !
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"What's your favorite colour?" Micah asked.
"Ummmmmmmmm I like blue and green and black and white and purple!"
He laughed for some reason and I glared at him, he shook his head and said, "Sorry, it's just that people usually have one favorite colour and you have five, but I like those colours too!"
I thought about his answer and shrugged not really understanding why I had to only pick one colour, so instead I asked what his favorite colour was, "My favorite colour would be red, yup red."
And that's how it went for a while, asking questions back and forth and laughing and eating cookies and milk.
Micah was so dreamy and he looked like prince Eric from the little mermaid with his blue eyes and black hair, which I found funny because his dad's name was Eric and he looked a lot like his dad except his dad had brown eyes, I hadn't realized I was giggling like a lunatic until Micah looked at me with suspicious eyes, "what's so funny angel?!" He'd referred to me as angel several times while we talked but he didn't seem to notice he was doing it and the name made me like him so much more, I've always been called Emmy or princess and my parents used my full name when I was in trouble, Nicky called me baby girl and mama and papa picked it up from him but never angel no that was only Micah's name for me. "You look like prince Eric from the little mermaid!" I blurted out, he seemed to be confused at first but then he picked up on it,"oh I get it I look like him and my dad's name is Eric and all that very funny." He didn't laugh but he smiled at me and I smiled back until I looked behind him and noticed the picture frame on the kitchen counter; it was of me and Nicky on his birthday last year, it was a couple months before we found out he was sick, my smile dropped and I felt tears in my eyes, "Emily? Hey you okay?" Micah had moved to stand next to me and was shaking me gently to get my attention, I looked up at him and started crying a little, he hugged me to him and cooed to me softly as you'd do to a baby but it didn't make me feel like a baby it was oddly soothing. He let me cry a bit and when I was done and only hiccups came he chuckled a little and asked me again"what's wrong Emmy?"
I pulled back from the hug and pointed at the picture, he put me down but took my hand and walked over to it and picked it up, "This is your brother?" He asked and I shook my head yes.

He looked at it for a while and then smiled down at me and said, " you know my dad is a really good doctor and I'm sure he's gonna try his best to help your brother and fix him okay?"
I sniffed and whispered back, "okay."

We went back and sat at the kitchen table it was quiet for a while but then he spoke again, "You know we ate like a whole pack of Oreos and we know each other's favorite colours and favorite foods and I know your teddy bears name, so you know what that makes us?!"
"No what?!"
"It means we are practically best friends!"
I might have been just eight at the time but what I had witnessed all through the previous year during Nicky's illness and what I heard and saw made me a bit too mature for my age and I knew he was only saying we were best friends so he'd make me feel better, because let's face it why would a fourteen year old boy want to be friends with a little eight year old girl, that's right he wouldn't want to be.
"You don't have to say we're friends just to make me feel better you know." I said and I got up to go to my room, but before I could make it to the door I felt a hand grab mine from behind and I turned to look at Micah kneeling down to my level, "Angel I mean it were friends, so you're stuck with me Emmy there no escaping this friendship." He had this satisfied look on his face I don't know why, instead of asking I asked something else, "Why do you keep calling me that?!" His brows came together in confusion so I clarified, "Why do you keep calling me angel?" I liked the name but I wanted to know why someone who just met me wanted to give me a pet name. His eyes widened a bit and he stuttered a bit but stopped and took a deep breath then looked at me again and smiled a little, but before he could say anything we heard the grown ups voices coming close, so the only thing he said was,"One day, little Emmy, one day when you're older I'll tell you why."
I frowned because that wasn't an answer and I might not see him ever again but I couldn't protest because he got up just as the grown ups came in, mama had tears in her eyes but she was smiling big and papa was also smiling and wiping a few drops from his face, they looked at me, smiled and mama said "Emmy honey you wanna go get dressed so we can go see Nicky?" I smiled and nodded but before I left I look at them and asked Mr Eric "are you gonna fix Nicky?"
He smiled leaned down and said " I'm gonna try my very best to do just that okay? And you are to thank for that!" I hugged him tight and whispered thank you he hugged me back but said nothing, before I left to go get changed I waved good bye and Micah who waved back at me.

I hurried up to my room to put on my best cloths to go see Nicky!

******a couple hours and a thousand outfits later******

We walked into Nicky's room and I ran up to his bed and he smiled at seeing me "Hey Nicky bear!" I climbed up on the bed careful not to knock or touch any of the medicine stuff he had attached to him as soon as I sit down he grabbed me and hugged me tight to him and I started sniffling a bit and he shushed me "Shhh baby doll I'm okay, I feel better with you here so stop crying please." I looked up at him he was smiling although he looked tired his smile was ever present on his beautiful face. He held my face and kissed my forehead and whispered to me "I'm here Ems, and I'm okay, promise."
I held my pinky out and whisper back "pinky promise?" He hooked his pinky in mine and promised again.
I lay down next to him and he held me close to him while talking to mama and papa, I was playing with dog tag he was wearing, it had my name and his inscribed in it and an inscription on the back; a promise he made to me once, (I promise to always love and protect you and be there for you. I promise to never leave you or fail you my Emmy)
He came home and showed it to me, told me it was to always remind him of the promise.
I loved my brother more than anything, I even told him once I loved him more than mama and papa.
What makes me love him more every day is that despite the age difference between us he is never mean to me and always takes the time to make me feel special, always says I'm the best sister anyone can ask for.
Mr Eric came into the room with another man but Micah wasn't with him. I smiled at him and went back to tracing the letters over the dog tag with my eyes closed. I didn't understand what they were talking about they used words like brain tumor and operation and pro-Bono and other stuff. I only understood that something was wrong with his head and they needed to fix it.
After the doctors left we stayed a bit but then a lady came in and said Nicky had to rest for tomorrow's operation and that visiting hours were already over so we kissed him goodbye and after a few tears we finally left.

I went to bed that night smiling because Nicky was gonna be okay. They all promised he was gonna be okay!