Katy

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" Katerina! Thank God you've arrived. He is in the kitchen having one of his little fits," my step mother said as she opened the door and  walked past towards the awaiting car and driving off. No 'how are you?' no hug, no nothing. It shouldn't have hurt seeing as she had never shown neither her son nor I any affection, but it did. And I hated myself for it. She's the only mother I'd ever known. My mother died when I was born, something my father constantly reminded me of.

I would have loved nothing better than to lay in bed and sleep off the jet lag, but Kaidan needed me. So I dragged my suitcase and walked towards the kitchen to see my little brother. I'd missed him so much. It had been a month since I last saw him on the door steps of A.C. Phillips Hospital where he'd been admitted for psychotherapy. My brother suffers from social anxiety disorder which has worsened over time.

The pristin kitchen was empty, polished steel appliances stared back at me almost tauntingly. I wondered what would happen if I  were to smudge just one of the shiny silver spoons...I took my hand back quickly, feeling ashamed. Kaidan would be blamed, I thought as I made my way to the spiral staircase that would probably lead me to the bedrooms.

Having just arrived at the Virgin Islands, I'd had no time to sightsee Charlotte Amalie, the capital. My parents had rented a luxury cottage in which we were staying for a month. " It's for Kai. He should get better in a new environment, that's what the doctor recommended," my father had explained through the phone a week ago. "What about work? I just can't leave the shop for a month. I just hired an intern. It will be hard for Malia to supervise her and take care of things," I'd replied thinking of Sweet Delights, my cake shop. "Stop being selfish Katy. Your brother needs you," he'd retorted before the line went silent.

"Kai! It's Katy, where are you?"

"Kai?"

Wiping the sweat off my forehead, I opened the first door and looked around

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Wiping the sweat off my forehead, I opened the first door and looked around. Empty. Worry filled me as I went to next room to also find nothing. " Kai? Where are you?" On a hunch, I ran towards the last room having dropped my suitcase on the marble floor. The door swung open to an unkempt room which had its windows open, curtains billowing from the wind.

The bathroom door was open, with the lights on during the day. As I went to switch them off, I gasped. Kai lay on the floor, unconscious with his clothes soaking wet. He also smelled like vomit and I tried not to gag as I tried to pull him towards the carpeted floor and away from the cold tiled bathroom floor. My seventeen year old brother was heavy, and my arms hurt from the effort.

After laying him gently on the plush carpet, I reached for my phone and diallled 911 as he was yet to regain consciousness and I was getting worried.

"What is your emergency?"

"I found my brother in the bathroom unconscious so I dragged him to the bedroom. He is soaking wet and he also smells like vomit," I replied chewing on my thumb as my anxiety grew.

"Does he appear not to be breathing?"

Placing my head on his chest, I listened to his shallow breathing and responded so. I could hear water running in the bathroom, but I was too scared to leave his side. I gave the dispatcher my location and held on to the line as I waited for the ambulance to arrive. Tears streamed down my face while I covered him with a blanket. I didn't want to move him more than I already had. What if he had an internal injury? What if I'd worsened it?

Distant siren wails alerted me to the arrival of the EMS and I ran down to meet them. Armed with a stretcher and medical equipments, they followed me to Kai's room where they performed CPR and checked his vitals. I went to the bathroom and turned off the water which had flooded the floor.

"Miss, we need to take him to the hospital. Do you need to call someone?" one of the responders asked.

"Yes,my father."

***

Kaidan had regained consciousness but was still very weak. He'd passed out while trying to take a shower after vomiting. He'd barely been eating and was dehydrated, the doctor informed me in his monotonous voice before walking away. The phone conversation with my father had gone terribly, him blaming me for not being in time to prevent this and me cussing out his wife for leaving while aware that Kai was not doing well.

The white hospital walls and beddings made him seem even paler. His teary blue eyes locked with my hazel ones. "Hey buddy, you gave me a scare," I whispered after kissing his forehead and gently ruffling his blonde hair.

"I'm sorry Katy," he rasped.

"Don't be. I'm just glad that you're okay now."

We talked for a few minutes before I left him to rest. Knowing that my father was on the way, I left Kai's room and walked outside towards a well tended garden that had two wooden benches seated back to back. One was already occupied by a man? A boy? In a grey hoodie,black ripped jeans and brown Timberland boots.

I sat behind him and exhaled. It felt as if I'd been holding my breath since the moment I'd landed. My long strawberry blonde hair covered my face as I sobbed from exhaustion and from fear. Fear that one day I'd be too late to save my brother. My body spasmed from the intensity of the sobs so much so it felt as if someone was holding me, keeping me from breaking apart into a million pieces.

The imaginary hero rocked me back and forth like a child, singing in a foreign language which sounded beautiful. Leaning into him some more, my sobs subsided while I inhaled the perfume emanating from him. Since when did an imaginary person smell so good? Him? The arms that held me felt too muscular to be a woman's and the scent was definitely male.

Slowly, I looked up and into beautiful large brown almond eyes that were full of concern. He was very handsome and had a scar on his left cheek. I couldn't see much else because he was covered by his hoodie, which I'd clung to like a life raft. My cheeks burnt as I untangled my fingers from his clothes and straightened into a sitting position.

His intense stare burnt into me and it felt like he could see right through my soul. "Oh God! I must look like a crazy person. I'm not crazy," I rambled as I hid my face which I'm sure looked red and puffy after my crying spiel. "Good going Katy, well done...embarrassing yourself in front of a hot guy."

Amazingly the sexy guy laughed, scrunching his face and looking as cute as a bunny. The irony of that thought had me giggling too,which made him stop and stare again. I cleared my throat and looked around us. There were roses and carnations dotting the garden with reds, pinks and yellows. The sky was a cloudless blue which should have made me happy,but Kai came back to my mind and my smile faded.

"Thank you, for before. And I'm sorry about your hoodie," I said, pointing to where my tears had soaked his clothing. He looked down and shrugged, muttering words I couldn't understand. "Do you speak English?" I asked and he shook his head. He seemed to understand a little bit of what I was saying. I nodded and stood up to leave only to be met by six tall handsome young men. The tallest one with a dimpled smile stretched out his hand which I shook and said hello. " Are you okay?" He asked to which I said yes and told him that his friend, which I assumed my benchmate was,since the others were laughing with him, had helped me out. He nodded and went to join the others. My eyes locked with Bunny briefly before I turned away and walked towards the hospital entrance.

I shouldn't have felt anything after saying goodbye to a stranger. But why did it feel like my heart was breaking?





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