The Bryne Runaways (Updated)

Chapter 37

His cold body moves in an uncontrollable unnatural way and we all race to his bed. Bones is out of control, he isn't even awake but his body is doing it by himself. We try holding him down but that doesn't seem to stop it, he moves rapidly and began coughing out gulps of water from his mouth. What is wrong with him? He's choking. He can't breathe. My hands try laying him still but that didn't help him stop.

"Call the medics!" Dr. Meredith yells out and like in seconds a mob of medics enter the room removing us from the bed.

"What's wrong with him?" They call out.

"We don't know he just began shaking and coughing out water!" She spills.

None of the medics know what to do with his trembling so they had to drug him. It didn't stop his movement completely because then and there he would move out of nowhere. He's still coughing out water but how did that happen? How can that happen really? It's until he stopped breathing and the monitor didn't catch on and froze.

I see everything with my naked eye. It's all too much to take in. He moved in ways that was too hard to take in. I really hope he doesn't let go. He can do it. He can fight it.

"He needs CPR this instant!" That's all I heard when everyone else who isn't allowed in the room gets pushed outta the room. It's only allowed medics and that's it. I'm not allowed but I won't leave Bones fighting alone. I take a seat on the outside chairs and wait. If I have to wait to know he'll be okay then I will. As long as it takes.

Uncle Ben looks at me as if he is expecting something from me. I'm not gonna leave, I'm sorry he's my friend.

"Norman what are you doing? You can't wait here all day?" Uncle Ben says.

"I have to help my friend out"

"You can help him by coming home, they'll work it out. I promise he'll be fine"

"Promise?" I say looking up at him.

"From my heart" He says and gets moving but I stay behind still taking a seat waiting till further instructions. He notices I don't move from my seat which results to him giving up. He sighs and walks back over taking the empty seat next to me. He isn't able to resist. I'm so lucky to have my uncle. I just imagine sometimes if I didn't. If he wasn't the one chosen one to take care of me?

I can remember the days before this all happened. We had so much memories of the past with him and me. Those were glorious days of pure happiness. But I question sometimes why did my mother leave me behind? I never wanted to really bring that question up with Uncle Ben. Only if I had a reason to use it. All I know from my parents is that my mother left me behind to find my father and never came back.

Do I ever regret having Uncle Ben in my life?

Never. He's the motivation I everyone needs. That's why we have such a great bond with each other, it's unbreakable. No one can break this. It's what we have been building since we were young, to describe our bond it's like a fortress covered by a steel wall guarded by highly trained soldiers and protected by an army of robotic scorpions. It's really unbreakable.

I honestly thought I was gonna stay up all night but I couldn't handle it so I let sleep consume me. I only stayed up for a two hours and that's when I gave up. It is hard to resist. It begged me to follow. So I did.

I return to a place I remember very well when I was young. It was at the backyard of my grandma's house, where she had a treehouse behind with a brown picket fence and behind was a swarm of pine trees. I was never able to go beyond the fence or I would get in trouble by grandma. I remember I would sit down on the lawn on a cool December weather where the sky was covered in clouds eating lemon squares as I just enjoy the weather. I did that when I was a kid. It was when Uncle Ben was at school and I stayed with grandma when Uncle Ben finished with work. Those were the days I would accidentally call Uncle Ben papa.

I walk toward young me slowly as possible. I see as he eats the small little squares looking at the butterfly go by. I wonder what little me thought there? He was probably enjoying life to the fullest. I smile and I hear a noise come from inside the kitchen. It was probably grandma. I walk into the house and I see my grandmother. The beautiful lady with her hair up and dancing as the music soothes her temptations. She sways her hips side to side till the house phone rings killing her groove.

She walks past me not knowing I followed at her. She picks up the phone and stands in place holding her hips. "Hello"

"Hey sweetheart" She says as she blows on her nails.

"I'm doing fine, the sky's getting dark do you want me to pick you up?"

"Okay I'll see you near the bus station"

"He's doing fine, he's outside enjoying the air as I get some work done in here. I don't know maybe for his birthday we can just spend the entire day outside. He's obsessed with the sky. Never takes his mind off the nature of it all"

Was I really obsessed being outside? I don't really think I am now. I'm just quite fond about it.

"Okay sweetheart, I'll see you tonight" Grandma hangs up the phone and heads back to the kitchen but the phone rings again. She walks back and quickly answers not knowing who is calling.

"Hello?" She says into the phone and her face drops. It isn't good. What she has in her hands drops to the floor breaking into various pieces. I walk closer to her, hearing the voice of what I remembered of her.

It is my mother.