"Trust is like paper, once its crumpled it cant be perfect."
I wake up in a white room, yay, I think happily, Im finally dead. I can be with mom now. I sigh in content as I close my eyes I suddenly become aware of the slight beep beep beep. I roll my eyes at my own stupidity, Im at a hospital not dead. Bummer, I think sadly.
My eyes fly open. " What the hell," I mummble, wondering how I got here because I know it wasnt him. I hear a low chuckle, and look over to my right. There sits my brother whom I havent seen since my mom died.
"Jax," I whisper harshly, tears forming in my eyes. He gets up and walks to my bedside. He leans down to kiss my forehead.
"I am so sorry bunny," he says looking at me pitifully. My tears are following freely, as he uses my childhood nickname.
"Where were you?" I ask
"I couldnt live in that damn house with pictures of mom and moms stuff," he tells me softly, " I went to stay with Aunt Keely." My moms sister. "I would have taken you with me.......I..........I am sorry Haven."
"Its ok"
"No its not I should have protected you, Im your older brother damnit," he starts pacing, something he did when hes nervous.
"What happened?" I ask.
"I was coming over to bring you to the cemetary. I walked in as he stabbed your," he glances down at my hand. I look too to see white gauze wrapped around my left hand. "He ran like the house was on fire when he saw me. Haven is this the first time?" he asks. I look away. "Shit," he curses.
"I'm sorry," I utter softly. At this he chuckles. I look up confused.
"You always applogized even when you didnt do anything. You havent changed huh?" I laugh lightly.
"Guess not," I say sheepishly.
"Oh Haven."
"So what happens now."
