Sam's Sister

Chapter One

""J.J." Dad shouted over the blaring speakers in my section of the garage. My vision blurs as my head swings towards the door. As my eyes land on the garage door it starts zooming in and out of focus before settling down on a zoomed in view of the door handle as if it was right in front of my face. 

I tilt my head back a little bit and push my goggles up on top of my head. Once they were in place, I swiveled my spinny chair away from my desk and pushed myself up till I was on my feet. "Shit" I murmured to myself as I put my arms over my head and tried to stretch my back out. After a few seconds my lower back gave a little pop that felt like heaven after sitting down for so long. 

With a small sign I dropped my arms to my side and turned to the door. As I started to walk I tapped my hand against my thigh in beat with 'Hells Bells' that was playing over my speakers. Once at the door I unlatched the lock and let it swing open as I leaned against the frame using my body to block the view to my desk. "Hey Dad, whats up?" I asked loudly so he could hear me over the speakers. I watched as he gave a deep sign and rubbed his face with one hand and waves at me in an all too familiar motion of turn it down. 

I rolled my eyes as I twisted my head to look into the garage towards the far corner past my desk. "FRED, Pause my music" I yelled as a little floating oval lights up green. The music comes to a dead stop and a soft male voice speaks up. "Music paused for you Jay." I nod my thanks and turn back to dad, who is now shaking his head. "How long have you been out here?" He asked. 

"Ah, that's a good question... Fred what time is it?" I asked tilting my chin up and to the left so I can see Fred out of the corner of my eye. "It is currently 10:43 AM Friday the 10th Jay, Would you like our Solar Time Zone as well?" Fred answered as his body lights up and dims as he talks. I bit my lip trying not to laugh as Fred did that on purpose knowing that the last one was an inside joke between us and Dad never got it. I peak back to dad "22 hours give or take" I said knowing he did not want the complicated answer.

I watched in silence as he started to shake his head while frowning. "J.J. we talked about this.. I thought we all talked about it. No more than 15 hours in your room at a time, this was the agreement when you said you wanted to move into the garage." He said. I went wide eyed and tried to answer him but he interrupted me. "No J.J. We all agreed that you spend too much time here. Your mother and I are worried about you. You don't go to school, don't have any friends, bearly spend anytime with the rest of us." He sighed deeply before continuing "You don't follow a good eating schedule and you never remember to take your meds." he finished as he reached into his pocket and pulled out an orange medicine bottle. 

He started to rattle the bottle in his hand and I heard the two pills hit against themselves in the bottle. I flinched and brough my arms up to hug myself. "D..Dad you know how-" I started but he interrupted "Enough Jay, you know that these are just helping you I don't understand...." I heard the first half of what Dad was saying but after a few words I started to hear the buzzing rise in my ears. This always happens, it starts with buzzing and turns into elegant clicks and whirls. Almost like they made sense, like it's speaking to me, but that's the thought process that got me put on those meds. I told mom about them when it first started and as in got louder in my ears growing up they started to worry more. 

I learned a long time ago to just lie and say it stopped but my parents and the doctors still keep me on my meds 'Just in case it starts again'. But it never helps and it does nothing but make me sick and weak. I can barely function on those meds and I hated it. I jerked myself back away from the hand that was about to tough my shoulder. I tilted my head up after realizing I had dropped it to my chest while lost in the clicks, buzzes, and whirls. 'Why do they sound sad?' I thought to myself before I tuned back into what dad was saying.