Don't Break, Sweet Angel

Chapter 2

My head hurts. That’s not unusual, my head always hurts. Looking around I notice I wasn’t in that dark gloomy place that has slipped my mind again, I am in Julies enormous bed. I’ve been in her bed before. I place my head in my hand and take a few deep breaths. Slowly and carefully I threw my legs over the side of the bed. Letting my feet touch the unwelcome cold of the hardwood floor.

I blacked out again. Juliet is probably worried.

As if on cue the door opened and the woman was by my side, her older brother followed with the eldest in tow. Apparently it’s check to see how Cadence is doing day. I scrunched my nose up in annoyance.

“Hello Leo, Dorian.” I nodded to each of the men and stood, shooing the worried woman from my side.

Her eldest brother, the DJ, had a side shaved hairstyle that was relatively long, It was dyed blonde this time. Last time I saw him his hair was neon green. He used to have long hair styled in a emo scene way. Always had bright colors. Then he got in a motorcycle wreck and got a huge gash on the side of his head. They shaved it at the hospital to put stitches and he has kept it that way ever since. I don’t know if it was because he liked it that way, or if the fact that his hair won't grow over the scar bothers him. If I remember correctly he just turned twenty-four.

The younger of the two brothers was going to be the doctor, he has short tousled dark brown hair. He never does wacky wild things with his hair. He doesn’t do drugs. He doesn’t drink. He is a very responsible young man for only being twenty-three. The exact opposite of his older brother. Juliet seems to have taken after the eldest more.

Thats Dorian and Leo. Dorian being the eldest and Leo being the one who’s responsible. Ironic to say that considering it’s Dorian who pays the bills. I remember at one point I had the biggest crush on both of them. I don’t know how I feel about that now. That was before I had that break down.

Wait, I had a breakdown? Why don’t I remember this? Is it a truth or a lie being told by my mind?

I apparently had zoned out again because Leo was now leaning over me as I laid on the bed again. He was shining a little flashlight in my eyes, so I annoyingly slapped his hand away.

“I just zoned out, no reason to blind me.” I snapped.

“You need to be careful. You could get hurt by doing that.” Dorian said, sitting next to his sister on the bed. I sat up and made eye contact with him, he blushed and stood and walked away. Why did he leave?Why do I care?

I slid out of the bed once more. Pulling myself together and focusing on my goal of getting out of this room. It feels weird being in here, I haven’t been in here since that night me and Julie got drunk. She says she doesn’t remember and I’m I hope she’s telling the truth. Then again...Did that actually happen?

Nothing feels real. It all feels like a weird dream. Maybe I’m in a dream. What if I’m in a coma. I wouldn’t be able to feel pain. Then again, what if that is just a lie my brain is telling me to convince my subconscious that I’m actually awake. when In reality I’m not, but I’m in a hospital in a Coma. That would mean none of this is real. But if that’s true, then what is real for me?

Suddenly I felt the ground come out from under me and I landed on something soft. Opening my eyes I looked up to see a very, very worried looking Dorian holding me. I looked behind me and I was at the bottom of the steps. I looked behind me and saw Leo and Julie running down the steps towards me. I giggle and twirled around.

“I zoned again. Sorry.” I laughed.

They all looked to each other and looked back to me. Before I knew it they had me in a car and I was on my way to the hospital. On the way there I looked out the window, watching the building pass. Julie was in the back with me, Leo was Driving, Dorian stayed home. Every few seconds Leo would look in the mirror back at me and I would look back at him.