Get My Brother Back!

Chapter 10

I soon awoke screaming. They had done tests on me to see if I was okay. My wrists were still swollen but were now bleeding from all of the pocking and prodding done to them. I tried to push myself up with my arms but I had severe back pain. I slowly went back down. I tried to stifle a cry as I lied there, trying unsuccessfully not to move. Everything was silent except for the jazz music playing in the background. "You have to let me go in! She's my girlfriend!" I heard someone screaming at the end of the hall. I heard footsteps come closer, and closer, and closer and then a soft knock on the door. "Come in." I said, confused. Do I have a boyfriend that I don't know about? 

Cheng walked in. Cheng. Wait a minute. I started to replay the scene over and over again in my head. It was his voice. He's the one who yelled that to the doctors and so that everyone could here. I was his girlfriend! I blushed as he came closer to my bed and knelt down beside my bed and smiled at me. "I'm your girlfriend." I mumbled. "What did you say?" he asked me. "I'm your girlfriend!" I squeezed him in a hug, my arms hanging around his neck. "You heard the conversation down the hall?" Now Cheng was blushing. "Yep, and thank you." I said. But, he stopped blushing and became very serious. "What's the matter?" I asked him. "It's just that, well, I'm not actually your boyfriend." I stared blankly at him. "Excuse me?" I asked. "I just said that to get in here and see how you were. The sooner you get home, the sooner I get home." Time stopped at that moment. My face started to burn red with anger as I thought of what to say.

"Get out." I said. "What, but-" I cut him off. "Get. Out. You just want me to go so that you can go. So that you can have a normal life. Well, guess what. No matter what happens to me I will never have a normal life. I no longer have brother to get in trouble with. To make feel better. I no longer have a best friend. And I thought you could replace him, become my new best friend, maybe even more. Someone I could trust. But no, your just making sure your a nice guy, so that you can go home feeling proud that you helped me. But in reality, you broke me into shards and left me there. Sure, you put some pieces together, but that was all you did, because apparently that's what helping is. Only putting a few pieces together, but not everything. So get out. You've done little to put my pieces back together, so I'll just put my own pieces together." he stared at me in shock. "I-" "Nurse!" I yelled. A woman came rushing in. "This man, this boy, said that he was my boyfriend, but he's just trying to hurt me." I said. She rushed him out of the room. I saw it hurt him that I said boy. To show that he was littler then a man. But I let myself thrive on his pain. He'd caused me so much pain that a little to him will just put some of my pieces together again.