Daisy a day || Miniminter FF

Simon, there's no way you're faster than Michael Phelps

| My Body - Young The Giant |

I really hated hospitals. With a burning passion. Mainly because I had been in the bloody things far to many times. Bad things seemed to follow me like a dark cloud, swallowing me up whenever the sun started to shine.

What had Harry and I even done to get stabbed? Why had those girls chased us?

Harry hadn't been very helpful in his explanations, and neither Simon nor Vik could come up with viable reasons.

I wasn't aiming to get stabbed, I certainly didn't have a note with "stab me" written on my back – so why had someone tried it?

The boys eventually left to go get food, Simon with great reluctance, but Vik managed to convince him I needed some rest.

Vik was right, being stabbed in the side did give reason for me to crave some quiet time.

I must've been lying alone for an hour or so, staring blankly at the ceiling before a strange feeling washed over me.

Rory and I liked to call it our psychic bond. We could literally feel whenever one or the other was close. Mum and Dad never believed us, and I understand why.

A pair of 6 year olds telling their parents they had superpowers doesn't usually get trusted. While science was yet to prove the bond of twins, Rory and I were adamant on our twinning powers.

That's how I knew he was here. I flicked my eyes to the left, peering at the window.

He was here! I could easily make out my twins shape through the small slits in the blinds. He'd finally come back!

I started sitting up, incredibly excited to finally see my twin again. It felt like years since he walked out of my life.

"Just hold on one second."

I froze, Simons threatening voice catching me completely off guard.

"You're her brother. You're her family. You had better be a fast runner because if you let her down like that one more time, you're gonna be right in my war path."

I could faintly hear Rory gulp.

"She loves you so much, and you can't toss that loyalty away man."

"I know." My heart dropped at the shame in Rory's voice.

"Now she'll probably forgive you in a second, but just know I remember things." Was Simon really threatening Rory? It touched me that he was defending me, but Rory was my brother. My twin. Simon shouldn't be sorting Rory out for me, and I hated that he was probably right about the whole forgiving thing. I was always quick to forgive and forget.

"Err, can I go and see my sister now?" Rory asked awkwardly. Oh shit! I hurriedly laid back down, trying to look like I was asleep as the door swung open.

"I know you heard all that, little sis." I peeked at Rory over my hospital blanket. He had entered the room alone, Simon probably hanging round outside.

I tried to glare at Rory, to show him how angry and lonely he had made me feel, but I couldn't keep it up.

"Come here." I demanded, opening my arms to my brother. He grinned before pulling me into a bone crushing hug.

"How are you?" Rory asked.

"Not too shabby." I laughed, eyes darting to the door as it once again opened, revealing a smiling Melissa and angry Simon.

"What is she doing here?" I whispered, looking at Melissa over Rory's shoulder. Simon was eyeing her with utmost distaste, his eyes narrowed at the girl as he leaned against the wall.