You're In My Head

The lair

"Can we talk my?" My brother asked barging into my room "Jesus don't you knock it's Sunday I want to go to sleep before school tomorrow" I groaned throwing a pillow at him "Angelina it's serious" he said sternly I sat up quickly he walked over and sat on the edge of my bed "it's about Mason" he said " oh my lord not this again" I groaned once more "just listen" he said "masons father is the leader of the mafia."

"What?, Ethan your crazy seriously crazy," I told him rolling my eyes "Just hear me out, masons is involved with it as well he's training with his father to be the next leader, and his father's so-called business is the mafia he runs half of the town mason and his father are people your shouldn't mess with Angelina your my little sister and I love you i can't not even fathom the fact of you getting hurt or worse.." he stopped talking and glanced down he was scared not for himself but... for me.

"I understand I'll stay away from him" I sighed he looked up at me in shock "R-really?" He stuttered I nodded hesitantly "Thank you he snickered he leaned forward and hugged me I hugged him back and he stood up "Goodnight sis" he smiled and exited my room "Goodnight..." I said shyly as he shut my door.

The rest of the night was muted and blurred for the first time I tried the pot that Julie had accidentally left at my house I only smoked occasionally whenever life seemed to get loud and I needed to escape. My hopes were high hoping that my high would help me sleep but I could not. I rolled over in my bed and checked the time my clock read 1:38 on it I struggled unraveling myself from my sheets, making my way to the bathroom. Me and my brother shared a bathroom so it was usually dirty. I began to brush my teeth hoping to erase the smell of weed that still lingered in my mouth. My mother didn't mind one night we smoked together but I still hated the way my teeth felt afterwards, like the rotting from my brain began to take my teeth with it.

As I was finishing brushing my teeth I heard a gunshot followed by a thud come from my brother's room he had guns for protection but also to look cool I figured he was ok but I had an uneasy feeling about it. As well. Wondering if he was awake I walked from the bathroom to his door and knocked, no answer. I knocked once more whispering my name to make it clear it was only me, no answer. I finally mustered up the courage to open his door. His door creaked as I hesitantly opened it, when I peered inside it was pitch black I whispered my name again hoping he was possibly awake I heard a quiet growl. My brain confused yet scared I turned on the light.

I froze horrified and unable to comprehend my brother lying face down on his bed with blood on his shirt. I quickly ran to him shaking him violently to wake him. He was not waking up I started crying I fell to the floor screaming for my mother. She ran up the stairs and was hit by a wave of sadness she began to cry as well. Terrified I grabbed my phone out and dialed 911 Ethan's blood was still on my hands I dropped my phone and looked at them shaking. Horrified I grabbed my phone and told the operator everything I proceeded with her instructions.

Moments later the ambulance arrived and loaded him into the vehicle me and my mother got in our old truck and followed. He was in surgery for hours, the whole night was a mix of crying, panicking, and praying. My brother didn't get out of surgery until 6:35 am he looked dead, I held his hand I was relieved to feel the warmth from it the doctors told us that he could have died it barely missed his major artery my mother started to cry once more I tried comforting her but my attempts did not seem to work. Julie had skipped school that day when she learned of the news she arrived at 9:00 am "Where is he" she said crying I hugged her and took her to his room she knelt down on the floor next to him holding his hand "I'm so sorry Ethan" she said laying her head on his hand.

I began to cry again, I walked out of the room to the elevator I started balling and I couldn't stop so much had happened in the past 48 hours it was unbelievable, I leaned up against the my shaking and crying made me slide down to the floor.

The elevator door opened and some man walked in I was on the floor crying with my face buried in my hands "Everything ok?" the stranger asked "Yes everything is f-fine" I told him still sobbing "It doesn't look fine angel" he said I glanced up it was Mason. I stood up as tearing a were streaming  down my face I stared into his eyes in complete shock I was so angry at him "you dick" I shouted "How could you!" Pushing him back "How could I what?" He said his tone still calm which just pissed me off more "You fucking piece of shit you were with Valire, the whole school saw you after what we did that night after everything you just dropped me like I meant nothing to you like that night meant nothing to you" I said, my voice trembling we locked eyes "I-I know" he said
"You know? That's all you have to say, my brother could die and that's all you say? I know?" I said my eyes swelled up with tears the elevator stopped and dinged I walked out and whipped my cheeks I walked out to my moms car and opened the door "Angelina wait!" Mason yelled running out of the hospital entrance doors he ran to the other side of the car and knocked on my window. 

I rolled it down "Let me in and I'll explain everything," he said my eyes stared into his terrified but I wanted answers. Ethier way I was going to get them.