The big fight

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Vanessa

I wake up with my brothers arms still tightly wraped around me. Jill told me that Brandon went back to his dorm to get some sleep.My brother never left my side.hes overprotective and its all because of one little accident. Brandon is probably worried sick about me with everything that's happened. Maybe... maybe I should... na no one can know except for Jason.

"what are you thinking about?" Jason askes

"Brandon." it comes out before I have time to think about it.

"Did he hurt you?" he says sitting up showing me he concerned look on his face. "is that the reason you had that attack last night because I swear if he hurt you I will-"

"no he did nothing I just had a nightmare." I say cutting him off mid sentence.

"you better be telling me the truth." he states placing a finger under my chin focing me to look into his eyes.

"would I lie to you?" I ask raising an eyebrow.

"you've lied to me once before actually more than once so yes you would." he says concern still evident on his face.

"well im telling the truth. ok?"

"i just don't want him to hurt you."he says droping his gaze to the floor.

I sigh in defeat knowing he will continue to ask me about it until I tell him and its better now rather than later.

"ok heres the deal bro I will tell you what happened last night and you keep your hands off Brandon."

he pauded for a moment contemplaiting the deal.

"deal but if he hurts you I will personally kick his butt."

Here goes nothing. I sighed and tell my brother every detail of my nightmare.

*******

"sis im sorry you had to see that." he says wiping a tear from my cheek

I turn to face him "its been three to four years and its only getting worse. it dosent make sence."

"gee I don't know sis maybe you should go and see the-"

"don't you dare say it." I yell

"th-" he says smirking.

"no."

"Ther-" he says tying not to laugh.

"Jason I swear."

"don't swar its not nice."he states.

"you know what I mean." I say crossing my arms like a little kid.

"Therapist." he says really fast.

"that's not fair you caught me off guard." I whine.

"that's the point." he smiles

"ugh." I yell throwing myself back on my bed.

"maybe it will help." he states

"No in mot going to see HER (just the mention of HER makes me cringe) they can NEVER do ANYTHING for me."

"yes they can and you know it your just to stubborn to admit it." he says annoyance clear in his voice.

"you know what Jason?" I smile sweetly

"what?"

" GET OUT! I yell pointing to the door.

" Geeez sis im just trying to help." he says.

"well your not."

" Look im sorry and I know your life sucks right now but just stop pushing everyone who loves you away. Does your boyfriend even know what happened?" he asked raising his tone a bit.

I look down at the floor " no he does not and he never will he will think im a terrrable person."

"IT WASNT YOUR FAULT WHY DONT YOU GET THAT!" he yells.

"yes it is!" I say looking up at him. " I let it happen I just sat ther and and and-"

"WOULD YOU JUST SPIT IT OUT?" he yells his voice full of anger.

"UGH I HAE YOU!" I yell.

he runs his hand through is brown hair indicating his frustration.

"GET OUT!" I yell once again but turn my back to him.

" FINE BUT IM NOT GAURENTEEING I WILL BE SITTING IN MY DORM JUST FOR YOU I CANT LIVE THE REST OF MY LIFE JUST WAITING FOR AN ATTACK TO HAPPEN I NEED TO START MY LIFE AND SO DO YOU I JUST CANT AND WONT AWAYS BE THERE FOR YOU BUT YOU CANT SEME TO GET OVER YOURSELF, HE DIED THREE YEARS AGO AND YOUR STILL HAVING PROBLEMS WITH IT YET YOU REFUSE TO GET HELP. YOU NEED TO START THINKING ABOUT YOURSELF AND YOUR HEALTH BECAUSE THAT IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING BUT IN THE MEANTIME IM GOING TO GO AND FIGURE OUT WHAT TO DO WTH MY LIFE." he yells

I start breathing heavy indicating a panic attack is coming on but I refuse to show any weakness towards my brother especially after what he said.

"fine then just leave." I say pain clear in my voice.

he knows better than to press any further so with out another word he walked out but not before slamming the door shut indicating his frustration. I collapse to the floor and cry waiting for the images to play in my head

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