Moonlight

Chapter 2

Sickness and sanitizer. That distinctive smell was what brought me back to consciousness. I was still laying in a hospital bed with an IV attached. Only this time, my mind wasn’t as clouded. I could actually think semi-clearly.

Glancing over at the other bed next to me, my brother was still sleeping. He also had an IV with blood and some other clear liquid. I looked up at my bag. It seemed fuller than the last time I saw it. Either I was on another bag, or the drugs had caused me to think it wasn’t as much.

I sat up. My mouth was dry. Looking at the side of the bed, I pushed the call button. It wasn’t long before someone answered.

“Can I get you anything?”

Swallowing in attempt to wet my mouth, I tried to speak, but all that came out was a cough. I tried again, but only to fail and give the nurse another raspy cough. Finally, on the third try, my voice broke through, “I’m thirsty.”

Was that my voice? It didn’t sound like me. It sounded weak and broken.

“No problem, I will send the next available nurse in with some water.”

I flopped back down on the bed. Running my hand threw my short, black hair, it felt like the roof caved in on my chest. Reality finally caught up with me. I couldn’t breathe as I started drowning in my own tears. My parents, gone. My little sister, gone. I had no home. No family.

“Andy?”

I shot up. There he was, looking at me. His familiar blue eyes staring back at me. I didn’t even have to say anything. It was the perk of being a twin.

“You still have me.”