Why Wait?

29

Austin walks in the room with a cup of water and some food. The doctor said I should eat soft foods for a while. And drink a lot of water.

So now I'm stuck with soup and mashed potatoes and ice cream - not that I mind.

He takes a seat beside me and helps me take a sip from my water.

Sidney had left to go home after she caught me up on as much as she could before I started drifting off.

I accidentally swallowed too much water and started choking - which hurts me. I cough, spitting out water and tightly clutching my stomach.

Austin sets everything down and gently rubs my back, seeing as though doing anything else will cause me eternal pain. Once I was done, I let out a whimper and bite the inside of my mouth to keep from screaming.

My brother sits there without saying anything before he clears his throat. "Um, I have to tell you something."

I nod, looking up at him.

He sighs. "I decided to cancel the tour."

"What?" I croak.

He stares down at his hands. "You need me, Kelli. And as much as I want this, you come before anything I could ever want."

My throat hurts. But if it didn't, I'd be yelling at him.

"You're such an idiot," I say hoarsely.

He gives me a confused look. "What? I figured you'd at least feel happy about the fact that I care about you, Kelli," he says frustratedly.

"How could I be happy about that?" I demand, trying to get my voice to go over his. "I don't need you to make me feel bad. Just go already."

He stands up, clearly upset. "What's your deal? Why is it that nothing I do for you will at least make you smile?"

I don't say anything.

"You are so ungrateful," he continues. "I'm tired of you being a brat for no reason."

I roll my eyes. "You don't--"

"Shut up," he snaps. "Just stop talking. Everything you say either hurts me or makes me mad. And I'm not dealing with you anymore."

"And what does--"

"It means I'm going on that tour," he says, cutting me off again. "And I'm going to Europe afterwards."

That hurt a lot more than all these cuts and bruises. "Fine," I yell, making my throat hurt a lot more. "Be sure to never come back."

And although that's not what I was wanting to say, he believes me. My brother, who knows me better than anyone in the world, believes me when I say I don't want him here.

He sends me a glare before slamming the door behind him. I hear him rush down the stairs before the front door opens and closes.

I'm home by myself. Sidney is probably going with him and Cody hasn't called me ever since the day at the hospital.

So I have until he gets back from Europe.

I let out a sigh. "Life sucks."

~~~my room~~~
I've been laying here for a week and nothing has happened. Austin actually left me and Sidney did go with him. Cody hasn't called.

My medicine is downstairs in the kitchen and I can't even open my eyes without being in pain.

All I have is my tv and my very messed up phone that keeps making random noises.