Chapter 2

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"Are you ok, Luis?", I asked my brother worriedly.

He feels sick for weeks and Leila refuses to take him to the hospital.

Leila is the name of our so called mother but we stopped a long time ago calling her mother.

"I'm ok. Trust me. It's probably because of Leila since she...", but he never finished that sentence because in this very moment we heard Leila coming. She stopped in the door, worriedly looking but we stopped hoping for that to last.

She sometimes had those five seconds when she was her old self but the alcohol and drugs made it impossible for our mom, excuse me, Leila, to come back.

I was right. Her expression changed immediately and she came over to me and hit me on my back hard. I stopped wincing in pain but I felt that she hit an already bruised part of my body.

"Chris, take the boy to the hospital already! I can't stand his pathetic groans anylonger!"

I looked at Luis and he looked beyond heartbroken. He never really gets shouted at by our mom because I always took her mistreats for him and I always had that feeling that she loved him more than me. Well, if she was capable of love, anyway.

Memories - August, 8th 2009

"Haha. I hate you", I shouted to my mum after she tossed me into the ice cold water. She jumped after me and screamed when I splut water on her.

"You'll pay for that, Chris!", she said in her low, dangerous voice but she soon bursted out laughing.

"Get out of the water! It's cold", Dave, our father, shouted but he laughed as well.

We still enjoyed the water for 10 minutes before it got to cold and got out of the water. My mum went over to Luis, who lied on the sand. I was about to join her when I saw dad sitting on a bench in front of the ocean.

I went over to him and he turned his head towards me. "Sit down", he said.

I slowly sat down on the other side of the bench and stared in the ocean, listening to the waves.

"It's beautiful here, isn't it?", he said and I just nodded my head.

"You know, when I was in your age I used to come down here and just listened to the waves, praying to god for one thing only".

"What was it?", I asked silently.

A bird landed in front of me, obviously waiting for food but when he realized we didn't have any, he spread his wings.

My father and I watched the bird flying towards the sunset until he vanished behind the clouds.

Finally my father answered.

"Hope".

"Chris, it gets worse. I feel so sick"

I awaked from my daydream and grab his hand.

"I'm going to get you to the hospital now".

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Love, Laura <3

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