code breaker

Siblings

I jumped out of bed to find myself in a hospital with somebody I didn’t recognize next to me. He had long black hair and wore a white shirt with black pants. He’s kind of like the guy version of me. “How are you feeling?” He spoke and it triggered something in my mind, causing my head to hurt a bit. “My head hurts.” I answered, assuming he’s a doctor. He lets out a sigh of relief. His face, his sigh and that worried expression. The next thing I said slipped out uncontrollably. “You always worry too much.” this made him smile. Confused, I close my eyes and try to remember, but every time I get close to remembering something, the memory fades and I’m lost again. “I’m sorry, that just slipped out. How embarrassing.” I turn my face as if to hide, but he didn’t seem to mind. “Maybe your right, but your blood loss and injuries aren’t making me less worried.” He gave a lazy yawn as his head fell on my hospital bed. “Wow, I mean, I don’t even know you! Can you tell me who you are?” did his smile falter a bit? Maybe it’s because I didn’t recognize him? Lifting his head, his smile returned while petting my head. Strangely enough I let him. That’s right, I let a stranger pet my head. I looked him in those light, grey eyes of his and was just about to remember something when it felt like I was shocked with electricity. I jumped a bit and Hitomi looked as if he knew what was wrong. His hand stopped petting and just froze at the top of my head. “I’m sorry, I wish I could make that pain go away. Hey, I’m going to tell you something Olive, it’s about your past.” That made my back straiten and suddenly my lungs needed air, so I took a deep breath. “What?” I squeak out. He removes his hand as I gaze at him bewildered. No wonder I felt too close to this guy, he was from my past. The hope of regaining my memory that died two years ago came back like a tsunami. “Do you really know about my past? Is my real name Olive? When’s my birthday? How old am I really? What was I like back then? Who were my friends? Do I still know them? Where did I live?” I shot question after question at rapid fire only to have a chuckling man cut me off. “One question at a time, I only have one brain.” “But then I’ll forget some things!!” I complain as he lets out another laugh. “I’m sure you won’t. Now let me explain. Yes your real name is Olive, your birthday is March 4th, or next week. Back then you were full of light and wonder. You were always happy and seemed to bring light into a dark room. You were hopeful and couldn’t say no to a challenge, always wanting to prove your worth to people even though they knew what you could do. You were self-sacrificing. You actually save my life once or twice. The reason I know all this? Well, I know all this because I’m your brother.” That’s when I cut him off. “You’re my brother?! But how? My mom and dad said I don’t have siblings and…..” “Listen, the people you were with when you came out of that hospital five years ago weren’t the real parent that they claimed to be. I paid them for your supplies. I always kept an eye on you. One day I had a mission that took a week to complete. Everything was going fine then, until two days after when the woman died in an accident. I didn’t hear about this until after I came back, but of course by then it was too late. You ran away and I couldn’t find you for a good three months, worrying me sick! The man went to jail and I questioned him about you, but he was too hung over to be much help. That’s when I knew he did something when he was drunk just like dad did back then.” Again I cut him off. “Wait, so my real dad did the same thing? No wonder it felt like a dajavu moment. So my real mom is dead and my real dad is in jail to?” I can’t believe the same thing happened twice. Hitomi looks away for some reason, then speaks. “Not exactly. You see, it’s true that dad got drunk and I saved you from the bottle, but it wasn’t just dad, mom was in on it to. For some reason they only beat on you, so I knew I had to protect you.” He looked at my face and stopped. I felt like I was thrown in ice water and frozen stiff like a Popsicle that’s been in the freezer too long. How do I react to this? Should I believe what this person is telling me? My common sense is telling me not to believe, but somewhere within my mind I knew it was true. “I know this is hard to believe, but you just have to. Look deep within your subconscious and see.” After saying this, he holds my hand and I kind of go into a blank state. I feel a shock and I’m flooded with a memory that for once, didn’t hurt. It was about the boy in front of me and me. We were playing at the park. The image fades too soon and the only thing I hear is “Hitomi, stop tickling me.” Hitomi. I gasp as I come back to reality and look at Hitomi from a different perspective. “Hitomi.” When I say this, his eyes sparkle and he gives me a hug. I try and hug back, but he still seems foreign to me no matter what I remember. Realizing this, Hitomi backs up and ruffles my hair. “Hey that reminds me, you better sleep some more. You’ve been out for a good three days and your healing nicely. You should be out tomorrow and everybody’s worried.” He gets up and heads for the door only to have me call his name. “Hitomi, what do you mean by everybody and where will I see you again?” That smile seemed to lighten the room. “Let’s let fate decide.” And that was that. I couldn’t stop him and tell him to meet me someplace so we could really talk. I let my brother I just found slip out of my fingers. With thoughts of my brother in my head, I again drift off to a peaceful happy sleep.