Slowly coming out of the daze I was in, I took in a deep breath and walked over to my brother.
"Are you really out of bed? What's going on? Why aren't you hooked up to anything?" I spoke so fast I didn't even allow him to answer the first question.
Looking to the left, I saw my father sitting in a chair with a huge grin on his face.
"This guy has some nerve". I say mentally.
Titan cleared his throat and said, "Well Addie, if you'd come to see me more often you would know that I have my good and bad days. Let's just say my good days have lasted a lot longer this go 'round. They're going to let me go home."
"Are you forreal?! Mom, is he really coming home?!"
My mom stood next to my dad grinning and shaking her head yes.
"Well get your stuff! Let's go!" I stated while moving towards his belongings and throwing things over my shoulder.
"Woah. Woah. Slow your roll Wonder Woman. I have to get one more testing and then go through the discharge process."Sitting his things down, I let out an exasperated sigh. "Okay, my bad."
Two hours later we were heading out the door.
Arriving home, my mom and dad let Titan walk into the house first. It's literally been two years since I've seen him here.
Titan took his time walking through the house and commenting on things that were new and things that stayed the same.
Finally making his way up to his bedroom, he paused at the door.
His bedroom was the last place he was in before the ambulance came and got him.
My father walked behind Titan and put his hand on his shoulder in a reassuring way.
Titan took a deep breath and entered his room. He stated, "Everything looks exactly the same.... Did you guys even wash my sheets?"Laughing, my mother and father stated they had.
Scanning the room, I saw an unfamiliar sight... My mother and father were holding hands. I'm not sure why this infuriated me, but I was highly irritated.
Was everything magically suppose to go back to normal now that Titan is back? Am I supposed to just erase the screaming and dysfunction that plagued this household for the last two years?
This is so messed up.
Rolling my eyes, I stepped out of Titan's room and into my own. No one noticed of course.
A few moments later, my door creaked open.
"Hey Addie... Are you okay?" Titan asked.
"Yea, I'm fine. Just had a long day that's all." I replied. I didn't want to let him in on what's been going on in our home. His heart appears to be do well and I'm not trying to be the one to cause it to stop again.
Rolling over on my bed to face him, I saw his genuine look of concern.
"Titan, can you just trust that I can't talk to you about it right now? You just got home."
Titan sighed and replied, "Fine, but if this continues I'm going to get to the bottom of it. Or I'll read your journal that you hide in the floorboard by the bathroom."My eyes got wide.
"WHAT?! HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN IT'S BEEN THERE?! UGGHHH YOU'RE SUCH A JERK TITAN." I yelled while throwing a pillow at him.
"Chill. Chill" Titan laughed while putting his hands up in surrenderance. "I never read it. I promise."
Glaring at him, I got off my bed and opened my door wider. "Take your exit and do so quickly."
Walking out, Titan stopped in front of me and pulled me into a hug, "I missed you Addie. It's good to be home."
"I missed you too. Way more than you know." I replied, thinking back on how great things were before he left.
Ending our hug, we heard a crash.
Panicking I tried to push Titan into his room, not wanting him to witnessed what I had these past two years.
Titan moved me out of the way and raced down stairs. I followed behind closely with my heart pounding.
Once we reached the bottom of the stairs, we heard giggling."Chad, why'd you do that?! Now I dropped the pans." My mother giggled while my father hugged her from behind.
"I just can't help it. You were looking too good." My father flirted in her ear.
"Ew guys. Cut it out." Titan stated while sounding like he was about to puke.
All three of them started laughing.
"I'm out of here." I said to myself.
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Just A Girl
SpiritualFed up with life as it is, Adeline can't seem to wrap her mind around the fact that her family continues to be torn into pieces. What exactly can a 16 year old do when her own sanity is spiraling out of control? Only God knows... We'll see if He can...