My best friend's brother

Last days

We got home and sat on mine and Jase's bed. "Oh shit," Cat exclaimed.

"What?," I said in response.

"We have school in two days!"

"Oh shit!" I dug my face into my pillow and started whining. I didn't want to go back to school. There were so many people there that I really didn't want to see. And it's not like I had many friends. I honestly didn't have any good ones other than Cat.

"I don't wanna go back either. There's so much shit we do there that is pointless. But hey, we are seniors!"

"I have senioritous and school hasn't even started yet." I dug my face back in the pillow. I was so tired and in so much physical pain that school was just going to make it worse. There were so many homophobes and bullies in my school.

I didn't know what to do with my life yet, and I definitely didn't know who I was gonna spend it with. I've always wanted a nice house with a picket fence. The perfect dream with two adorable little kids running and laughing in the front yard. Me and my husband standing there, holding hands.

"I'm gonna go get some lunch cause I'm super hungry. You wanna come with?"

"I'll go in a little bit Cat. I'm gonna take a nap and some more Tylenol. My ribs are hurting again."

"Are they still bruised?"

"Yeah, it was better this morning, but it's gotten worse throughout the day."

"Can I see how they look?"

"Yeah," I said sitting up and lifting up my shirt.

"Oh my God! That looks so painful. Are they painful to the touch?"

"Not really." I put my shirt back down. I touched my chest a couple of times. "It hurts to breathe sometimes though."

"At least they're getting better pretty fast. I'm actually surprised that it's not worse. I figured it would be."

"I guess. I'm gonna go to sleep now. I'll see you in a couple of hours." I turned around and started to get situated.

"You need to wrap the bandages again after your nap. You're supposed to have them on all day."

"Yeah, I know. I will." I laid down and closed my eyes until she left the room and the door was shut. I got up and locked the door. I laid on my back and just stared at the ceiling. I thought about the day I got mugged and went to the hospital. I'm still super scared to go out on my own.

I need to go fix this. Somehow I have to keep my old family out if my life. That's the whole reason I left. God, I just want to be on my own. I can't wait until this year ends.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door handle being turned. It was followed by knocks on the door.

"Yeah? Who is it?"

"It's Jase. You okay in there? Can I come in?"

I got up slowly and unlocked the door. "I was just trying to go to sleep."

"Can I talk to you for a minute before you do?"

I walked over to the bed and slowly sat back down. My ribs were getting worse now. "Yeah, sure, what about?"

He sat down next to me and he seemed concerned. "Is everything okay between us? Did I do something wrong?"

"No, no. I've just been so tired lately and I don't know what I'm going to do with my life."

"I know you're tired and in pain. I'm here for you, if you need to talk or anything. And about doing something with your life; I don't know what I'm doing with my life yet either and I'm already in college. All I know is I want to be a personal trainer. I don't know how to become one or how it all works. All I know is what classes I take to become one. All I know for sure though, is that I love you, and I will always love you."