Ouran Host Club with the American

Day 3

“NO HARUHI! I’m done with them!” I shouted as I speed walked to school. I haven’t tried calling anyone since my sister hung up on me. Worse than that, no one has tried to call me.

Haruhi had to jog to keep up with me as she protested, “Bri their your family. Whatever is going on I’m su-“

“Whatever’s going on I don’t care. They certainly don’t, otherwise they would have done the simplest thing like making a phone call!” I yanked the main doors open and sighed slightly looking back at Haruhi, “He’s probably dead anyways.”

“Bri…”

I could see her reaching out to me but I just stepped into the hallways and disappeared with the crowd. I wondered the halls stalling until the bell was about to ring. I didn’t want to talk to anyone right now, not to them. Not to anyone. I don’t even want to go to class, but with less than a minute till the bell, I have to.

I let out a sigh and stepped into the class room right at the bell. Haruhi and the twins were all gathered together in a deep conversation. Haruhi’s eyes fell on me in the doorway and the twins turned around to look at me.

They were talking about me -_-.

Everyone made their way to their seats including me and I refused to even look at them. I just kept my eyes on Mr. Sato, I couldn’t hear him though. I was lost in my own thoughts of uncertainty. I’m so angry with them, all of them, but I miss them. I’m worried about them, how their coping with this, even if none of them are worried about me. Why would anyone worry about their baby sister, or their youngest daughter, or youngest granddaughter?

Maybe I’ll call during break, besides what am I proving by just sitting here pretending not to care. Even if it’s all I’ve cared about since I’ve learned he was in the hospital. Someone going to have to talk to me at some point. Or do they?

They bell rang and I hurried into the hallway ready to make a break for it when someone grabbed my hand and pulled me into a doorway. I just seen a flash of orange as I yanked away and turned around, “Leave me alone Kaoru!”

I heard a small chuckle that did not belong to Kaoru at all, “Wrong twin.” Hikaru said as he grabbed my shoulder and turned me around.

“I’m sorry I need to go” I muttered as I tried to walk away just to be pulled back into the empty doorway.

“Oh no you don’t!” This time he didn’t let go of my wrist, he held me there like I was a child.  

Well stop acting like one, I thought to myself.

“What do you want Hikaru?” I said with an attitude.

He gave me a strange look and his grip on my wrist loosened, “I just want to talk.”

I yanked my wrist away from him and crossed my arms saying, “Well I don’t want to listen!”

He reached for me again but I dodged his hand, “I’m not going anywhere! Now just talk so I can leave!”

He let out a sigh, “Look Bri, I know you’re worried but-“

“You don’t know anything!” I snapped as a tear fell from my eye.

He reached for me again but this time I couldn’t move fast enough. He pulled me into a tight hug and said softly in my ear, “I know what it’s like to love a bother more than anything.”

More tears fell from my eyes and I let out a sob burying my face in his shirt; allowing myself to collapse in his arms. He stocked my hair and spoke softly, “I know how it feels to worry about him constantly, and to always think about them. To feel incomplete when you’re not with him, but to fill that emptiness by simply knowing he’s okay.”