Winter Flame

Part 22: Hard times

A/N: Hi guys, so I've posted a new story, it's quite cliché but its cute, so please check it out if your interested. And sorry for the slow updates, find it in your heart to not kill me:) Remember to comment, it makes me happy and motivated 😊
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Storm's POV

For the last couple of days I've just sat next to my brothers hospital bed in a depressed state.

I couldn't help but think if I didn't fail at protecting him or if I was there and then he wouldn't be in a fucking coma.

Then I had the whole shit face blackmailing me into marrying him thing, and it was just a shit time for me right now.

I feel so depressed, sad, unhappy, gloomy sorrowful, any negative word that represent sadness. I was just a body, but no soul.

Selina came to New York from Mexico, and don't know how she found out that Julian was in the hospital, because she came and visited me, let me cry on her, I missed my best friend so much. I usually don't like people but I instantly connected with her when we first meet.

She brought me a suitcase full of necessities, clothes, shoes, shampoo, and liquor. Things like that and my weapons trunk.

I don't like her seeing me like this, at one of the weakest points in my life, I've had plenty of weak points but this has to be one of the lowest.

Yesterday I realized that I have to quit my job, I literally felt like I lost a dad and brother when I called and told him.

I don't know if Beck could hear the depression dripping from my voice, but he didn't question me, but he sounded sad and told me if I ever needed anything to drop by.

Iesha and Adriana have texted me and asked when I've been, I told them family issues and that I didn't want to talk about it. They're real and I honestly feel like I could be good friends with them. I finally found some decent people, most people I've meet are fake, faker that Kyle Jenner's ass.

It's 12:30 and since I have to go shopping with Isa I guess I'll get my lazy ass up. I took one last swig of vodka and got up. I kissed my brother on the forehead and went to tease a shower.

They moved us to a bigger room that has a extra bed, a shower and a TV.

I hopped out of the shower, and wrapped a towel around my body and brushed my teeth. I put all of my piercings back in, since I cleaned them last night.

I slipped on some slippers so my feet don't get cold, the hospital get really fucking cold with the weather.

I put on a knitted white sweater and black leggings with white and blue flower design on them. I slipped on socks and put on my pair of UGGS.

I jut let my hair run free, not in the mood to do anything with it, and who am I trying to impress anyway. I put my gun in my waist band and slid knifes into my boots.

It's 1:20ish right now so I gonna go to the hospital cafeteria, I'm fucking starving, The rumors about hospital food tasting like shit are false because let me y'all, that food is good.

I got the spaghetti they were serving and took it back to the room. I sat at a little table in the corner the room to eat. I was enjoying to the peace and quiet.

Being in the hospital alone in this room is lonely but I like it here, I don't like the reason I'm here. I've had a lot of time to do some self reflecting and meditating. Yesterday I got a strange energy pulse and have had a bad feeling ever since. Minus the reason I'm hear and the ocasional car horn, it's okay here.