Chapter 12

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Blossom's POV

I fell back in the chair. He can't be, their just joking. I rubbed my face, and took a deep breath. I looked back at the doctor.

"Can I see him?" I asked as he nodded. I walked back and saw Brick, hooked up to the machine. I held back some tears and heard the heart monitor beeping slowly, I sighed and walked over to him.

"Why Brick?" I said as I laced my hand with his. "Why didn't you tell anyone before? We could have helped, I mean yes I know it's crazy, but you're not alone. We can fight this together." I said as I kissed his forehead. I let go of his hand and walked away.

Brick's POV (In his mind)

I walked down the hallway, looking at my memories. Seeing me smiling and laughing. Not the fake ones I do, real ones. I looked and saw me picking up Boomer.

"Watch out Brick! He could fell!" My mom yelled as I tossed him on the couch.

"No way Ma, he's fine." I said as I saw Butch running over.

"Me next!" He yelled as I picked him up. I threw him in the air, and caught him. He giggled and I tossed him on the couch.

"Brick! Again!" They chanted as I laughed and done it a few times, ;til they got dizzy.

I chuckled and shook my head and walked off. Everything used to be simple and happy back then. Where did it go all wrong?

"I wish I never met you!" My father's voice yelled. I jumped and saw my Father yelling at my Mom.

"You think you're the only one?! I wish, you was never born!" My Mom yelled at my Father.

"You shouldn't be talking you slut!" He yelled and slapped him. I jumped and they looked at me.

"Brick." My Mom said as she hugged me. I jumped and she pulled to looked at me.

"What's wrong?" She asked as I licked my lips.

"I want some water, and I fell." I lied as she nodded.

"Come on darling." She said with tears in her eyes. Mommy is crying? Why, did Daddy slap her?

All those thoughts went through my eight year old mind. My breath hitched and I held back the tears.

"Cause, Mom and Dad never really loved each other." I whispered and wrapped my arms around myself.

"Brick, what's wrong?" I heard Boomer's five year old voice asked. I turned and saw him climbing on my bed.

"Nothing." I said as I brought the blanket to my chest.

"Are you sure?" Boomer asked.

"I'm fine." I lied. I wasn't. That's how it all started. That one little lie changed my life, Boomer just nodded and hugged me. I was numb, that night. My life changed and I didn't know what was happening to me.

"Brick! Brick!" I heard Butch, 15 year old voice yelled. I looked in front of me and saw I was laying in the tree house, staring at the roof. Mom left, and she wasn't coming back.

"I'm here." I said as he climbed up.

"Why are you here? We only come here to th-. Oh." He said as I sighed.

"She left." I said as his green eyes soften.

"She'll come back." Butch touched my arm. I flinched and took his arm back.

"Okay." I said as I looked at the clouds blocking the sun. He sighed and looked at the sky.

"Are you okay?" He asked me.

"I'm fine." I lied again. He nodded and got up.

"Come, it's time to eat." Butch said as I groaned and got up.That was the first day I puked. I didn't like it, but I felt better.

I fell to the ground, I held to myself tighter. Every single giggle, laugh flooded my mind. I closed my eyes but saw every fake smile. I heard all my fake laughs, fake chuckled. I saw my forced smiles, and I wanted to get away. I got up and ran right into a wall, I looked and saw Mom.

"You're worth it, promise me you won't ever do this again." She said as she grabbed the razor from my hand. I looked into her teary green eyes.

"I promise." I said as she hugged me.

Tears fell down my cheeks. I broke that promise. I broke my Mom's heart. I left her broken, and she left that night. I made her leave, but she would tell me she had to get away from my Dad.

I broken every single promise. I wasn't getting better. I was getting worse. My brothers, Mom, and Blossom was worried about me. I always thought I was alone. I looked at my arms, scars, burns, and bones looked dead at me.

I wasn't fat. I was skin and bones. I jumped up and lifted up my shirt and saw ribs and tears fell down my face harder. I wasn't everything I thought I was. I was perfect before any of this happen! I was happy before these thoughts came into my mind. They lied, and made me believe it was true.

Heyyo Guys!!!!

What we thinks???? Hmm, Brick finding the truth out??? Well tbh, I found the truth out kinda in the same way. Well my was a dream and I wasn't in a coma! So what we thinks???? 

Wells Byes Loves Y'alls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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