One day in Brooklyn

Chapter 5

I open my eyes to see the bright light from the windows in the front seeping into the room. Beside me lays Adrian, her shoulders are shaking but her head is facing the other way so I can't see what is wrong. I roll her over and see she is still sleeping but crying and grabbing the blanket in clenched fists. I don't know what to do, should I wake her up? Or let it pass? I decide on letting her sleep so I gently get up, careful not to wake her. After all, she is probably just having a nightmare. I go into the kitchen and search for some food. On the fridge is a note from her mom saying

'Went to work, there are some eggs in the fridge, you kids have fun today! I left Frank with you so please watch over him.

-Cindy' 

I walk to the fridge and get the eggs from the carton that you buy at the store. Grabbing a frying pan I crack them on the side. I cook them and scramble the. Just as Adrian likes them best she doesn't like the gooeyness of the yolk. When I am done I put them on a large plate it is about the size of a platter. I take in the smell of Adrian's house. Clean and fresh rather than the smell of mold and old cigarette smoke. Her kitchen is large and the linoleum is clean. Footsteps make the stairs creak and I reflexively look. Adrian's brother Frank comes around the corner still in his footie pajamas. He is four and was a surprise baby no one saw coming. I like him though, he reminds me of me because of his protectiveness toward Adrian. 

His small squeaky voice fills my ears "Helwo, do I know you? You twying to hurwt Adwian? You can't hurwt my sistow." he can’t really talk right, I guess he doesn’t remember me either. His hair is a light blonde and it is long and curly. It reaches into his blue eyes and stops there. His eyelashes are long. He looks at me with is 'intimidating' look.

"Naw, I won’t hurt Adrian, my name is Vito." I say politely

"Good because I'd beat you up if you huwt my sistew." He says  

"Do you want some eggs?" I offer

"Courwse I do!" he says jumping to eat some on the large plate

"Save some for your sister." I say turning away.

"You not going to eat mwr. Weeto." he says. I look back at the plate of food and get a large smell of the salty cheesy eggs. Nausea overcomes me and I race to the sink and vomit. I retch for a long time and wait for it to be done finally it does. Adrian hears me and she comes in and rubs my back. Now I am coughing my lungs out. I walk to the table and sit at a chair. I sit in pain while Adrian brings me a cup of water. I down it quickly but it doesn’t help so we sit in the ringing sound of my gagging and wheezing.

When it finally clears Frank looks at me with a startled look and says "Are you going to die?"  

It takes me off guard and I think for second, am I going to die? What happens if I do die? I guess for this day or so I have been living in the comfort of my Mother reassuring me I wouldn’t die, I need to come to my senses because today I need to take care of Adrian and Frank today.