Forget Me Not (Nouis)

4th Petal: This is freakin' unbelievable!

It has been more than one week since someone except my Mum visited me. And today, I'm gonna be discharged from the hospital.

"You're gonna go in your Dad's place in Mullingar, love. The doctors said that it's better to let you be near the places and people you were most familiar with."

I smiled at her and she walked towards the bathroom, taking my toiletries. I was already dressed with a plain white shirt, black skinny jeans that was so tight that I kept on asking my Mum if it's really mine and a white supra. They were original Supras. Were these clothes really mine? Because I swear to God, I don't have that enough money to buy these things they claimed mine. Unless, I've become a superstar or we got suddenly super rich which were both insane ideas.

I looked at Nicolai who was sorting the medical thing in my left.

"Hey Nicolai. Thank you again."

He turned to me and smiled, "You're welcome."

My Mum came back from the bathroom holding a paper bag.

"Oh and Niall, we're going to have a small family meeting tomorrow. We uh, we need to talk something about you." My Mum said.

"About me? Why not later when I get home?"

"No, you need to rest first. Tomorrow, your mind is fresh."

"Okay."

My Dad then came with my brother. We said goodbye to Nurse Nicolai and and Dr. Richards.

"Don't exhaust yourself too much Niall. Don't try to think things too much. One at a time. I gave your mother the medicine you need to take when your dizziness and headache come back."

And then he turned towards my Mum and Dad, speaking to them.

"Tell him things one by one and don't overwhelm him with too much information. It can trigger to brain exhaustion which will result in headaches."

Mum and Dad said okay. They thanked Dr. Richards and we left- with my brother assissting me.

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"You should eat first before you go to bed, Ni." My Dad said when we came home.

"Sure." I said and I heard my stomach grumbling.

When we all sat down and put food on our plates, I decided to ask my million dollar question, "So, how did we get rich?"

My brother who was about to eat stopped his hand that was holding the spoon. My Mum and Dad looked up from their food.

"What? You don't expect me to shut up after seeing this huge house was actually my father's house."

"I know Niall but I told you earlier in the hospital, remember? We're going to tell you the biggest thing tomorrow." My mum said.

"Then why not tell me the smaller things? Smaller details?"

"It's not that easy, Ni." My brother said, finally putting down his spoon.

We were silent for a couple of minutes until my Dad cleared his throat.

"Okay. Smaller things then. I think it's better if we tell him that." My mother was about to protest my Dad stopped her.

"But, if we think that this is not yet the time to answer one of your questions, we're not going to answer it."

I pondered about what my Dad said and decided to agree.

"Okay. Here's my first question, where's Chris?" I asked.

"He's at home. We decided that it's better for you to uhm, see us together." My Mum answered.

"Oh okay. Though I think you should have brought him along. It doesn't bother me anyway. Next is, it's 2014 meaning, I'm already 20 years old?"