Brothers

Chapter 07-Sleep Talking And Dance Battles

[EDITED]

::Justin Bieber::



I laid on my bed for what seemed like hours but really was 25 minutes. I keep thinking. How can my brother get cancer? Is it like a family gene? Will I get it too? Will he survive? Wait, scratch that. My brother will survive. He's a fighter. He won't go down without a fight. I know he won't. He has me and my mom and our friends to give him support. He's not going to die. We're both going to grow old and live a happy life. He's going to get married and have some kids. 

He'll find a way. Right? Ugh. I groaned. I flipped on my side and tried going to sleep. I found that side uncomfortable so I flipped to the other side. I found that side uncomfortable also. After like 6 different positions I got to my conclusion that I can't sleep. Great. It's late I'm tired but I can't seem to go to bed. Maybe Jason can help me.

"Jason." I whispered. All I got in response were small snores. "Hey. Psst. Jason." I whispered. Nothing. I got off my bed and checked the clock. 1:45? Well that leaves the guys outside out of this. I walked over to Jason's bed and kneeled in front of him. He looks peaceful while he sleeps.

I shook him lightly. "Jason." I called while shaking him. It's funny how Jason could be a heavy sleeper at times and then other times he's a light sleeper.

"Hmm." His eyebrows furrowed.

"I can't sleep." I muttered.

"Mhmm." He answered.

"Jason get up." I whined.

"Sorry Justin." He mumbled. My eyebrows raised. Jason's talking in his sleep? He only does that when he feels guilty. But why would he feel guilty? I don't sleep talk. Or do I? Do I? I need to ask him. I've never heard myself. 

Cancer isn't his fault. Wait that reminds me. What the doctor said. 'I'm so sorry but there wasn't anything we could've done. Enjoy your life son.' Yeah. That stayed in my head. I was gonna ask him but then he would've asked me why I put the whole tour on hold for 2 weeks. Yeah i put the tour on hold. Jason's important to me. More important then the tour. I'd do anything for Jason even if it meant upsetting some fans.

Crap I have a concert tomorrow. "Jason." I shook him. I still need him to help me. I need some reassurance. I need him right now. I hate that I can't help him right now in his time of need and I'm being selfish and asking for his help but I am the younger brother. Ok that's not an excuse but I need him and he needs me. That's fair.

"Can't do it." He mumbled. He's definetely sleep talking. 

"Jason wake up." I called. He just shook his head. If I don't wake him up he'll continue to talk.

"Derek I can't." He yelled. I'm sorry Jason. I pulled my hand back and slapped him across the face. His eyes shot open and I saw anger in his eyes. Might not have been the smartest idea since Jason doesn't like being awoken,

"What the fuck dude!" He hissed and pushed me back. I fell on my ass and hit my head against the wall.

"Shit I'm sorry." Jason sat up and looked down at me. I rubbed my head. "Justin. You okay?" He asked. I nodded and got up. He sighed. "Why did you wake me up at 2:15 in the morning." He asked.

"You were screaming and talking in your sleep." I said and rubbed my head. It hurt like hell. I laid on my back on the bed. He got off his bed and sat on my bed rubbing my head.

"Sorry Jay." He kissed my forehead. I nodded. "I'll try not to wake you." He said and got off my bed. I pulled his arm back.


"Sleep with me. I can't sleep." I mumbled. He rubbed his eyes and yawned.