Sorry for the really long break! I've been on holiday and helping my community so i've had no spare time to write. Hope you guys enjoy this new chapter though!
It was my turn, oh dear. I already knew I wasn't ready for this!
"Adam, we're ready now" Sam yelled out in his deep masculine voice, and soon enough Adam had entered the room where he got prepared with Sam, whilst I stood at the door frame and watched.
"You gonna sit in the chair Billy?" Sam smiled, gesturing towards the chair.
Without saying a word, I cautiously laid in the chair and in a tick it began to slowly decline.
"Open up then Billy, let's get this show on the road!" Sam laughed, trying to make me smile, but obviously it didn't work; I was dead nervous!
I gripped tightly onto the arms of the chair, ceased my eyes shut and opened my mouth wide- I didn't stop this until it was all over, which didn't take half as long as expected! The tools were pulled out of my mouth and I was free! I decreased my grip from the arm rests and in it's place sat a film of sweat, gross!
"Good lad Billy" Sam smiled, "I'm proud of how well you handled that!" This caused me to return my very own smile, which was a rare thing to witness.
"Thanks for the help, Adam" Sam proclaimed as he whipped off his mask and gloves as the chair returned to its normal state.
"No issue Sam, and good job Billy" Adam beamed, as he headed out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Sam rolled his stool around to sit in front of me and gently smiled, as if he was ashamed of what was about to arrive out of his mouth.
"Alright Billy, I have something to tell you. I want you to be brave about this, okay?"
This sounded misfortunate...
I nodded my head.
"Unfortunately, you're going to need a tooth removed" Sam sighed.
"You've got to be joking me" I laughed, getting up out of the chair.
"I wish I was Billy, but I'm not. I'm sorry buddy."
"But... but... why?" I stuttered, as the thought finally started to kick in.
"There's not enough room in your mouth for your teeth to become straight enough. I decided to put your braces on before telling you so you got used to them and also so your teeth had already started to straighten out" Sam declared in deep sorrow.
"Well, I won't let you!" I yelled, sprinting out the door and slamming it behind me. I ran straight to Sam's office and hid under his computer desk, sobbing into my knees. Why would he only just tell me about this now? What a horrible devil he was!
"Billy! Billy!?" Sam yelled from the corridors, luckily he couldn't find where I was, well that's what I thought anyway.
Sam walked past his office, then backtracked his steps as our eyes met. He crept into the room and slowly shut the door behind him, all while I was still cowering under his desk.
"Come out Billy, it's okay" my brother whispered as he got down on his hands and knees, "I'm not going to hurt you."
"Yes you are!" I sobbed. "You're going to yank my tooth out, how will that not hurt me?!"
"Billy, please listen to me. I'm not going to hurt you on purpose, you'll be numbed" Sam said softly.
"No, go away Samuel, leave me alone" I whimpered, pulling the desk chair closer in.
"Come on buddy, let's just go chat, okay?"
There was no use hiding, I couldn't sit there for the rest of my life, it wasn't worth the fight. I knew it'd have to happen sooner or later. I carefully crawled out from under the desk and landed in my brother's arms, who hugged me tighter than ever and stroked my messy hair.
"We're going to get through this Billy, me and you. Together."
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My Brother, The Dentist
General Fiction*THE ORIGINAL STORY* Billy's brother is a dentist... Meet Billy, a thirteen year old regular kid who's parents passed away in a dreadful car crash. But how does he end up coping with a brother for a dentist?