Turning Back(Sequel to: Turned Upside Down)

8 Months-Rescued

My head hurts. Where am I? Why does everything hurt so bad? Did I die? Am I dead?
I look up at the white light above me and explore where I am. A room..A hospital room. A bed, a monitor beside me, two armchairs in the corner and a table at the foot of the bed. I try to push myself up but fall back down when a sharp pain courses through my arms. I look down at my arms and find bandages on both of them. Oh god! I didn't did I?! Did it really come down to that?

"James?!" A female nurse runs in at my scream followed by two male nurses. "Where's my brother?! Where is he?" At that moment James runs in with my parents at his heel. "Hi"

"Jackson how could you do this? Why?" My mother says holding her chest.

"I've been hurting so much"

Amy. I'm being watched right now. No one trusts me any more and I'm kind of insulted by that.
The doctor behind me scoffs. This guys a Dick.
They honestly think that I could have prevented this...8 months is a long time, I'm surprised I didn't snap earlier. I'm going to be staying here for a while for observations. When you read this I want you to put a sarcastic tone on observations. Umm what else can I tell you? School? Well I'm not doing so well, the only subject I've kept my grades up in is art. Home? My parents came back a few months ago. They had no idea about James's plan to stay so they sort of freaked out when they saw him. It was quite funny. They came home during the day while James and I we're out, so when we came home James walked in the house I heard mum scream. Oh!! I got my L's!! James has taken me driving a few times. I gotta go, this guys annoying the shit out of me. I cover the page at that part.
I hope you wake up soon. Love you.
-Jackson.

"Alright. As soon as that's sealed I'm outta here" The doctor pushes himself out of the chair and walks out of the room. Jeez he's a crap guy.

"Hi honey! How are you today?" My parents come into my room and sit down with my brother trailing behind with coffee and a box of donuts.

"Am I allowed to eat those?" I ask them, my voice laced with hope.

"Not yet buddy, this is for you" James throws me a cup of something. I catch it and pain courses through my arms.

"Thanks" I say exhaling through the pain.

"Oh, sorry Jackson" James says dropping his head.

"It's okay, I know this has got to be weird for you all"

"No honey, it's okay"

"Not really, I tried this. This" I look at the bandages and my und races. If I had succeeded with this...I would have caused so much pain. I would have made people hurt and feel a pain much deeper than what I've felt. I can't stay like this. I won't be like this any more.