How it all happened

That Perv Who Didn't Put The Toilet Seat Down, Is Actually Really Cool

Everything. Is. Black.

Whenmshellwakup?

What was that? Voices?

Soon.Hupfully.

Yootayjack?

Wait... Jack? Like my Jack?

Wuddoyutink?

Everything is muffled, so I can't really understand what they're saying...

My head.

Pain.

Ouch.

My head hurts? What? Why?

Maybe if I go to sleep the pain will go away...

Beep, beep.

I open my eyes to bright lights and some noise.

Not loud noise, but noise you'd take notice to.

Beep, beep.

"Daaaaaaaad! I want pizza!" A familiar voice said.

"Wait 'till she wakes up." Another voice said.

"She's up." A different voice stated. I looked to my left and saw Jack. Nate was next to him, then Bray-bray and dad.

I looked around the room and saw this was a hospital room.

And I'm the patient.

What. The. Hell?

Then having an azthma attach and falling down the stairs came back to my mind.

Oh, yeah. That happened.

"Um. Hi." I said. I didn't know what else to say. 

"I'll call the nurse." Dad said. He pushed a button and we were silent for a second. 

"Hanna..." Jack said grabbing my hand and pulling it to his face. 

"We were super worried." Bray-bray said. "You hadn't had an attack in a while." I nodded my head. I looked over and saw Nate starring at my hand that was being held by Jack. Well, more of glaring at Jack's hand. 

"Is everything okay?" A nurse said walking in. She saw I was awake and went to tell the doctor. 

"I need to go and check on everything at work. I just wanted to make sure you woke up. Braydon, call me and tell me what the doctor says." My dad kissing my forehead and walking out. 

A few seconds later the doctor walked in. "Hanna. I'm just going to ask you some questions okay?" He said. I nodded my head. He asked me simple questions like my name, my fathers name, what city we're in and what not. "Okay, I don't think you have memory loss but I want your brothers to ask you the questions I asked you every hour for the rest of today, okay?" He said writing something down on his clipboard. 

"Brothers? I only have one brother." I said confused. 

"No, Hanna. Braydon and Nate here, are your brothers." The doctor said looking concerned. 

"Yah, Braydon's my brother. Nate isn't." I said. The doctor was about to say something when Nate inerupted. 

"I'm a family friend doc, not her brohter." Nate said, looking slightly annoyed. 

"Oh. Okay, good. We'll have you released once we get your inhailer to you, okay? You need to carry it  aroudn everywhere, alright?" He said walking out. About an hour later I went home and I went straight to my room and laid down in my bed. I tried to sleep but I wasn't that lucky.