Lost Love

Chapter Seven

I can remember everything that happened, from Talen being the one getting my sister and I out of the house safely to my uncle being my dad's personal minion. After Talen got us out of the house, he brought us to the hospital. I insisted that we shouldn't go because I don't have the money to pay for every treatment we're bound to get whether it's mentally or physically but he wouldn't leave me alone until we did go. So, here I am now, laying in some hospital bed when I should be looking for work to pay off bills for the treatment Brianna needs. I don't even know how she's doing, they won't tell me anything, all I heard was that she was having some sort of problem breathing during some nightmare and she hasn't woken up since. She's alive, just asleep.

"What's the date today?" the doctor seemed shocked to hear me speak. I didn't talk much, only when someone asked me questions... I mostly kept my thoughts to myself and they usually kept getting interrupted by the little girl on the hospital bed next to mine, even though I feel kinda bad not talking to her I was just never in the mood to talk.

"Wednesday, July 16th... Is this a special day for you, Ms. Byers?" He tilted his head, confused as to why I would care about the date.

"Yeah, it's my little sister's birthday." I toyed with a strand of my light brown hair, feeling something warm fall from my eyes. Tears, maybe it'll guilt him into letting me leave to see Brianna. He looked at me and just left the room, I'll take that as a no then.

But that's not what I'm so sad about. Everyone is slowly dying. A birthday is a reminder that you're slowly dying and getting closer to the end of your little infinity, even though no one thinks of it that way. That's the only reason why I hate birthdays even though it's supposed to be celebrating that certain amount of years since you've been to life.

I see the little girl peaking behind the curtains separating our beds, I think her name is Leah since that's what the doctors call her, "Hey, Leah. My name is Terra, sorry I didn't talk much I've just had lots on my mind." She didn't move from behind the curtains, just whispered a small hello. "Don't be scared, I just want to be friends." We both smiled shyly, hers more shy than mine. "You know," I get up from my bed and walk over to her to take her small hand into mine, "I have a little sister just like you."

She looked up at me as we walked over to my bed, I picked her up so i sat on my bed and she was in my arms. I tucked a stray piece of her blonde hair behind her ear so I can see her bright charming green eyes, "Really!? I wish I had an older sister." She looked at her hands, pouting a little as she crossed her arms over her chest, "She must be lucky."

I scrunched up my nose, "Eh... Maybe, but you can pretend that I'm your older sister if you'd like."

She wore a big smile and her eyes lit up, "You would do that for me!?" she seemed so excited, it made me laugh a little. I nod, telling her yes, she wrapped her small arms around me, chocking me a little, into a tight hug getting looser by the second.

"Of course," I forced a smile and she returned it with a real smile. "Anything to make my little sister smile." I winked at her as she giggled a little.

Our long conversation was interrupted when I heard someone walk into our room and I know it's Dr. Samuel Jennings. He is Leah, Brianna and I's doctor but we don't see him all that much so he must have some news about Brianna or I must be leaving the hospital... well my bed, I'm always going to be looking out for Brianna and Leah when I'm not working.

"Ms. Byers, you're free to go... Just watch yourself, alright?" He helped me free myself from the oxygen tube.

"Alright, but I was wondering if you have any work available to help occupy the children or entertain them or just interact with them when they're lonely? Anything, really, to take care of them." I was practically begging him for work, even if he probably isn't even the one to hire people, I just want to be around my little sisters.

"Yes, we actually do, the spot just opened up." He smirked, "You can start tomorrow but, for now, go see Brianna."

I smiled, probably looked like an idiot, but I don't care I'm gonna see her. "Oh my gosh, thank you so much!" I hugged little Leah, "I'll see you tomorrow, alright kiddo?" she smiled and nodded then hugged and said goodbye.

I got to Brianna's room but it was closed with glass doors so I can see everything. She had an oxygen mask over her nose and mouth, nutrient needle in her arm sending everything she needs to her blood... I didn't think of it when they told me what condition she was in, and I don't know why I didn't realize it earlier; she's in a coma.

I push the glass doors open in a rush and run to her bed. I keep repeating her name, hoping she's just sleeping. My heart sunk, it's useless. They say you can sometimes hear the people around you talking when you're in a coma, I have nothing to lose, so why not try talking to her. Holding her hand, I tried talking to her but I just broke down in tears, sobbing loudly and hiding my face in our connected hands.

I don't understand why everyone else in my family got hurt and not me... I mean, Brianna has a whole life in front of her and I'm just screwed up. She was so pure, so innocent, but that was taken away the second my father took step in the house. Lives can be forever damaged but, I don't know, sometimes it's just not worth fixing. Sometimes it's just inevitably not worth living for, then you look at the people you love and you realize you just want to help them have a better life than yours ever was. You're bound to help them, protect them, just so they can be happy and that's the happiness you'll live off of.

Brianna's strong, and I'm sure she'll find a way to pull through this. I would risk it all for her to be okay.