Love Isn't Real

Chapter 3

Me and Alex have been hanging out lately. We have more in common then I thought. We both like to skateboard, we both love music, and we both love sports. I feel like I can tell him things but I don't I can't be hurt again.

Although my new friend and I are hitting it off, my BEST friend went through something no one saw coming. Something that hurts us all.

Vic and her little brother got in a car accident. She didn't have it as bad as her brother but Vic got a fractured foot and a couple bruised ribs, but her little brother, Brandon (who is only 5), is in a coma. He's been in a coma for about 2 weeks now. I've ditched school to see them both every chance I can. They're my family, they took me in ever since my dad died.

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As I walk into the hospital to visit Vic and Brandon, I can't help but wonder if Brandon will be okay. He's so little and fragile. I can't help but feel bad. I've grown so close to him, I've taken him in. He calls me his adopted sister. He's called me that for a long time because before my dad died me, Vic, and my dad helped raise him. We love him, he keeps us up and running and ready to explore something new. Every since he came into this world we can't let go. We won't let go.

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I walk into Vic's Room.

"Hey Vic feeling better?" I say.

She looks up and smiles and says, "Yea, I can visit Brandon now. The nurse said i could just before you came in. My ribs are almost fully healed. But I'm scared that he won't wake up"

"He will. I know he will." I say with care.

The room then gets quiet.

I then say, "How's your foot?

"Hurts but I use the crutches and go to therapy."

"Wanna go visit Brandon with me?" I say.

I know she's scared but I also know she can't help but want to see him.

She nods and I help her get to her crutches.

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As we walk into Brandon's room, it is quiet. As soon as Vic enters the room and sees Brandon for the first time in weeks, she starts to cry hard. I try to comfort her but I know that its hard to feel better when all you see and feel is pain.

We sit beside Brandon. I see Vic carefully hold his hand.

Before the coma Vic would hate to yell or hurt Brandon mentally. She basically raised him.

Its not that her parents don't want to be there but they work so much they can't always be around. They try to get out of work and are loving people but its hard for them right now.

We sit beside Brandon and pray that maybe just maybe he will soon wake up.

We thought everything would be okay until, it happened.....