"Lucas! are, are you okay?" my voice was shaky with shock. I could tell he was struggling for a breath. "yeah I'm good. don't worry about me. just worry about yourself and staying safe." "Lucas, you know I'm going to worry about you. you're my brother. are you okay?" "the doctor said I have 2 cracked ribs along with some trauma and a concussion, but I promise I'm okay and when I'm not, I'll let you know." we didn't have a lot of time to talk, but I made sure that I made the most of what time we had. I hung up with Lucas and finished my lunch. after we both went to the bathroom, we walked out to the car. he opened the door for me and I climbed in. we started driving and the rhythm of the car put me to sleep. I was awoken a few hours later by someone shaking me. "Sam, it's time to wake up. I got us 2 rooms. I'm gonna take a shower and clean up and then we'll go get some dinner." he helped me out of the car and we walked into the hotel. we rode the elevator up to the 9th floor and walked to our rooms. I slid my key into the lock and opened the door. I threw my stuff on the bed and flipped the light switch. "hello Sam. we've been expecting you."
