My Brother, My Fear

•3. The exam

After I had calmed down, Brian told me he'd make it all better.

Oh please. Sarcasm intended.

He asked me to lift my shirt and he checked my heartbeat.
"Fast", he said putting his stethoscope back around his neck.
"I wonder why!", I said sarcastically. Getting real pissed off right now.

He frowned.

"I'm going to check your nose, mouth, and ears.", he said.

"Ok", I trying to control my shaking.
This was my brother. I shouldn't be scared. Ugh, but i am.
He finished the examination and walked over to a cabinet. He brought out a tray with what looking like a syringe.

Nuh uh.

"Brian no!", I yelled.

"Katie. Enough. You have a common cold and this medication will make you feel better", he said.

I looked down trying not to cry.

Brian hugged me with a sincere effort to comfort me.

"Katie it's alright. It's only a pinch on your arm. You won't even feel it", he said.

Oh PLEASE. It's a friggen needle being stabbed in my arm.

"I'm scared!", I growled.

Brian shook his head and got the vaccine ready.
I closed my eyes shut as he wiped down my arm with the alcohol pad.

"On three", he said

"Ok", I whimpered.

"1..2..3", he said.

I felt the needle pierce my skin.
"Brian!!!!!!", I screamed.

He took the needle out and put a bandaid.

"The medicine should kick in soon."

"Brian I hate having you as a brother. I'm afraid and you do nothing about it! It's not some stupid fear! Ugh!! I hate you!", I screamed running from the room.

Brian followed me.

"Just get out of my life, dont you think you've ruined it enough?!", I screamed.

"Go to bed Katherine, and wake up early, I'm taking you to Emily's house before my shift", said Brian walking away.

Oh crap.

Did I really just say that? He only ever calls me Katherine when he's disappointed in me, or if I've done something wrong.

I ran to my room and jumped in my bed. Sleep took me right away.