My Brother, The Dentist

Chapter 51-

Although I knew for a fact I was alone in the house, I didn't dare to leave my room- just like Sam had instructed. I simply just sulked on my bed, trying to brainstorm ways of getting Sam on my side.
All I could really do was pray they had an awful date or a big argument, as much as I wanted Sam to be happy- even despite all the times he'd made me angry or upset.
After laying on my bed for a little while, I must've fallen asleep, because I was woken up by Sam gently tapping me on my shoulder and sitting on my bed.

"Hey buddy, did you get sleepy?" he giggled quietly, gently rubbing the side of my head.

"What? I thought you were going to come home and give me a lecture?" I questioned. I was extremely confused as to why Sam wasn't already having a meltdown about my 'rude' behaviour.

"I was actually thinking about it Billy, and I think I realise why you acted like you did. I know that I'm obviously not your dad, but you probably feel like if I get into a relationship, it'll be as if you're getting a new mum, and I can understand why that may be hard for you."

What was he going on about?! That's not how I felt at all! How much had he been drinking?!

"No Sam that's not it at all" I quickly said, sitting up in my bed. "Sam, when you went upstairs, Heather said some things to me... some quite horrible things actually."

"Like what?" Sam asked inquisitively.

"Things about how you're unfortunate having to live with me and how you probably don't even want to look after me" I replied with tears filling up in my eyes.

"Buddy, you know none of that is true though! Of course I love living with you, besides, you know I didn't deal very well with you being away for only one week" he laughed softly.

"Thanks Sam" I said. "So, you believe me then?"

"Well as much as I'd like to believe you Billy, I just can't imagine Heather saying that. During the meal she was actually saying how much of a nice boy you seemed."

Of course he'd say that. I knew straight away he wouldn't believe me, it was so obvious. And she was such a liar, how could she manipulate my brother like that!

"Sam! She really said it! You have to believe me!" I shouted, leaning close to him and tugging on his shirt.

"Alright Billy, maybe you should go back to sleep" he said, slowly laying me back down.

"But why don't you believe me?" I sobbed. Sam looked at me with dismay in his eyes, but it didn't seem as if he was able to answer the question to a good enough level.

"Come on look Billy, go to sleep, okay? I'm sure you'll feel a lot better in the morning. Besides, I'm taking you to the hospital to finally get your stitches out tomorrow! That's exciting, isn't it?" he smiled, tucking me into bed.

"I guess" I mumbled, pulling the covers all the way up to my nose. "Night Sam."

"Goodnight Billy, I love you lots" he said, before flicking off my bedroom light and leaving, closing the door all the way behind him.

~

I woke up the next morning feeling fresh and energized. It wasn't the usual for me to have so much sleep, it sure did make a huge difference.
I hopped out of bed and took a brief shower, then straight away changed into my school uniform. I then hastily combed my hair to the side and raced downstairs to meet Sam.

I saw Sam washing up some dishes at the sink. He was wearing a shirt, tie and black jeans, his usual work attire- minus the lab coat.

"Morning buddy, nice sleep?" he asked, handing me an apple and a bowl of porridge.

"Good thanks" I replied as I sat down to eat my breakfast.