My Brother, The Dentist

Chapter 43-

As requested, I returned straight home after school without any dawdling. I entered the front door and dropped my bag beside the stairs, took off my shoes and headed into the living room, where Sam was sitting on the coach, casually distracted by his phone.

"Ah Billy, you're home!" Sam smiled, getting up to give me a hug. This was unusual! "Come take a seat Billy, I think we should have a talk."

Without saying a word, I took a seat on the opposite side of the couch to Sam, slightly worried about what was about to be said.

"So..." Sam began, "Jasmine told me you were quite upset! Talk to me Billy, what's bothering you? Tell me everything, vent to me. I won't get angry, just talk."

Sam seemed genuine for a change, like he actually cared about my feelings. I inhaled; then exhaled; then told him everything I had on my mind. Everything I'd told Jasmine, everything I'd told Lola, everything I'd told Kyle, everything I'd said to Sam before, plus more.
Yet, I ended my speech on something Sam wasn't exactly prepared for.

"Basically Sam...I just miss mum and dad."

Sam looked at me with devastating eyes.

"I know it's been six years since the accident," I continued, "but growing up without real parents. Living with Aunt Carol until about three months ago. I've found it tough, and still am finding it tough. But you don't seem to care."

Sam didn't say a word. He just kept his eyes locked on me, so I decided to continue.

"Remember when Aunt Carol used to get angry with me for no reason, and send me to my room without any food? But you use to sneak me some food in the middle of the night? That was the kind Sam I remember."

Sam still spoke no words.

"Remember when you spent ages saving up your money, to be able to afford a house so we could move away from Aunt Carol, because of how I was being treated. Samuel, do you remember when you fought and fought for me to move away with you, because she wouldn't let me go? Samuel! That was the kind you I remember, and that's the kind you I want now. But all you do is work, work, work, work and work. You don't think of me as your brother anymore, you think of me as your patient, Sam."

I looked up at Sam, who was staring down at his hands, looking quite upset and teary eyed. He then cleared his throat and softly spoke;

"I'm happy that you've expressed how you feel to me, Billy. I'm glad we've been able to move away from the past. But I guess the present needs to be altered. I'm going to take into account what you've told me Billy."

I nodded my head in agreement to what Sam had said.

"And Billy; I miss mum and dad too. There isn't one day where I don't think about them. And Billy, I want to make them proud. I want to treat you how they would want you to be treated- with kindness, respect and love. Billy, I love you, okay?"

I jumped into Sam's arms and cried into his chest. Thinking about my parents and the horrible past with my Auntie made me feel so grateful to have Sam.

"I love you too Sam" I sobbed.

AN- sorry that it's a lot shorter than the other chapters!