Brothers

Chapter 13-Nightmare

[EDITED]

::Jason McCann::

"So how did it go doctor?" I heard my moms faint voice. Am I dead? Wait if I was dead I wouldn't be able to hear my moms voice. Right? God I hope I'm not dead.

"Both surgeries went very well. They should be up any second." The doctors voice came into my hearing. Ok so I'm not dead. I'm just sleeping. But I'm not sleepy. Why can't I wake up?

"Jason." I heard HIS voice. I turned around and saw him.

"Derek." I mumbled. Why is it that he comes to me when I'm in the hospital? Does he appear to Justin too? Or is it just me?

"I need to tell you something, something about Justin." He said cautiously stepping forward.

I saw sorrow in his hazel eyes. He looked exactly the same since I last saw him alive. My eyes glossed over quickly. "Come here." He grabbed my hand and hauled me towards a room. It was really bright.

"Where are we going?" I asked Derek. His grip on my wrist was hurting me.

"Your my little brother I'm not gonna let you get hurt." Was all he replied and kept hauling me towards that one room. It had a weird atmosphere around it: it felt calm but a little to calm.

"Derek stop." I called out and pulled back. He was scaring me. I didn't like where this was going. Why is he pulling me to that room and why isn't he telling me why?

"Come on." He pulled harder. I stopped and pushed him away.

What the hell. "Come on before it's to late." He said. I shook my head.

"No!" I started crying. He was scaring me and seeing him here after all these years just made things worse. I miss him so much and I feel like this is my fault. He's dead because of me. Maybe that's why he's been haunting me. It's my fault.

"Stop being stubborn Jason." He looked directly at me. I could see his eyes turn darker then usual. That's not Derek anymore. I backed away from him. I turned around to run away from him but he just jumped on me. "Want to go back? Fine but don't say I didn't warn ya!" He yelled and disappeared into thin air.

-

"Jason you okay?" My mom looked at me worried. I was panting loudly and looking around my surroundings. Mom was sat on a chair between Justin's bed and my bed.

"Yeah." I mumbled. What the actual fuck just happened. What did Derek mean by not getting hurt? How can I get hurt? "Mom. How did the surgery go?" I asked after getting rid of the thoughts. I shouldn't be worried about that. It was probably just a nightmare.

She smiled. "Very good. The doctor doesn't see any cancer in you. And your brother, well they said the removed the tumor. So I'm guessing good too." She said. I felt as if a weight has been lifted up. "Justin sweetheart." She called out. I turned my attention to Justin's bed and saw him stir a bit. He's fine. Everything's going to be fine. Just like that, the nightmare vanished from my thought.

I stared at the back of Justin's head. "Is he awake?" I asked my mom. I saw him stir around but I'm not quite sure if he's up or not.

"Yes. He should be. He was just talking to me a while ago." She said. I nodded. I kept staring at his back. The amnesties must be really strong because I still feel sleepy. My eyes feel droopy and they sting. I feel like I haven't slept in ages and beyond exhausted. I should probably take a nap but I want to see Justin first. I need to know he's ok.

"Justin." I called out. I saw him stir a little and his body rolled over to my side. His droopy eyes met mine. He looked utterly confused and exhausted as well.

"Jase?" He groggily called out. Oh thank god. We both made it through the surgery. Maybe things will get better from now on. I really hope so. My life needs less drama thank you very much.

"Jase. We did it." Justin whispered. I nodded and smiled. We both made it through the surgery. Were both fine and there's nothin wrong with us. I turned my attention to the ceiling while smiling.

"Yeah we did it Jay." I mumbled before knocking out cold again.

-

The doctors kept waking us up every 15-20 minutes checking our vitals and taking us to get X-rays and sonograms. Isn't there like a policy where they can't bug the patients between certain hours? I had lung cancer so they had to operate and remove part of my lung that had the cancer. My stomach is achey and I can't move around on my own yet.

I might be here for a couple of days or maybe weeks. Justin has it harder. He had a brain surgery. Mom told me that his surgery lasted longer then mine. Nothing bad happened but they just had to be careful and they tried different procedures. They didn't want to open his skull up but they had to. So he's fine but he may be in the hospital longer then me. It'll take him time to get better and not feel dizzy all the time.

He needs to go to therapy making sure all his brain cells are working. They'll make him do some brain puzzles and riddles to see how his brain is reacting to the surgery. By the way things are looking well both be out by the end of this month. Justin put the tour on hold so he's good.

The fans have been really supportive and thoughtful. They haven't came to the hospital or mob us or anything. They understand what we're going through and they understand we need the privacy. Dad has even called a few times to see how were doing and he usually doesn't contact us.

Sometimes I think my dad hates me because maybe he thinks it's my fault Derek's dead. Ok I need to stop thinking about this. I'm getting depressed and I shouldn't be feeling this way. "Jason you alright? You've been awfully quiet." Justin croaked out as the doctors exited the room.

I looked over at him. He had a white bandage around his head protecting it from the germs. "I'm fine. Just thinking. What do you want to do when we get out of here?" I asked. We could do all sorts of things. We don't have to worry about anything.

"I want to go to the park." He said and looked up at the ceiling. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked over at him questioningly.

"Any reason why?" I asked. He shrugged.

"Just miss it."