Memories

Chapter 5: Learning my Past

*PREVIOUSLY ON MEMORIES...*

Someone was squeezing my hand hard. Really hard.

I opened my eyes and spoke out with a bit of anger, "Hey , let go of my hand! You're squeezing it to death!"

The girl with the death grip on my hand squeaked out a few words, with tears starting to brim in her eyes, "Brooke, it's good to see your eyes again. I've missed you."

Who was this girl? Her eyes looked finials but I couldn't place my finger on it.....

She was beautiful though.

The girl let out a gasp and stated at me.

"You mean you dont remember me?" shock filled her voice.

"Should I?" I inquired. Gosh I'm so confused.

"I'm your sister......Charlotte..." He trailed off as tears slipped down her cheeks.

My sister......MY SISTER!

I shot up and rapped my arms around her, enveloping her in a bear hug. "Oh my gosh Char..." I mumbled into her neck.

More sobs racked her body and I hugged her tighter. She pushed me away from her and held me arms length away, gripping my upper arm.

"I've missed you so much," I cried.

"I've missed you too Brooke. I'm so glad that you're awake," she said. "It seems like it's been a million years."

"To me it feels like I just took a really long nap. So what have I missed in the past ten years?!?"

"Well, I don't know where to start... Why don't you ask me questions and I'll answer?" Char suggests.

"Oh, that's a good idea. I don't know where to start though," I sighed. "Well, do we still have Champ? Is he still alive?"

"Well, you know he was a husky right?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Well," Char starts off. "Huskies have a lot of medical problems because they are so interbred-"

"Woah woah woah. Even though I look 16, I don't know anything. I'm still 6 years old."

"Sorry Brookie, well Huskies have a lot of problems when they grow old and Champy was in a lot of pain at the end of his life, we had to put him down."

I didn't know I was crying until Liam sat on my hospital bed and wiped tears from my face. I smiled up at him to thank him.

"Oh, okay.. Uhm well, do we still live in the same house? Same street? Same neighborhood?"

"No, we had to move closer to you. Our house is now a 5 minute drive and a 8 minute walk. So in case anything happens to you we can quickly be here in a hurry in case mom or dad had to make any drastic decisions."

"Woah, drastic decisions?!? Like what? What was wrong with me??"

"Well, you had a lot of seizures when you were in a coma and sometimes your brain would get damaged and they had to make decisions on medicines to give you because some medicines could have been lethal."

"Lethal? What does that mean?"

"Lethal means deadly. Like something could hurt you or kill you. For example, a shark or a lion are lethal animals and-"

"Char, I don't need a whole background on the word thanks."

"Oh right, sorry kid."

"It's alright. Did any of the medicines become lethal?"