Find the Light

Abandoned

"It seems he has Leukimia."

At that moment I swore my heart stopped.

"I'm sorry."

The nurse walked away. I saw down and thought to myself, why did this happen? Why him? Nobody deserves this. Especially not Lukas Pratt. My brother. My guardian, and my hero. I couldn't believe it. I sat there for hours waiting to see my brother. Let me tell you what he's been through. What we've been through. When he was 9, I was 3, and on his 9th birthday, our parents abandoned us. Left us on the side of the road, with nothing except eachother. We'd gone through 4 foster homes by the time I was 12. He had been working and doing whatever he could to get money. He was 18 then, so he was old enough to be my legal guardian. We could afford a two bedroom apartement, so he bought it and we've lived there for 4 years now. So that's why he's my hero. He's never given up, and he's always stuck by me no matter what. He's the strongest person I know.

"Raelynn Pratt?"

The nurse called my name. I sprung up from my chair.

"Yes?!"

"You can see your brother now."

I walked behind her to his room. I knocked and then opened the door.

"Luke?" 

He opened his eyes slowly.

"Oh, hey Raelynn.

"How are you feeling?"

"Like shit."

"I'm so sorry you have to go through this Luke."

"Rae, I don't want you to worry about me. Ok? Didn't you have something to do tonight?"

"Oh.. Yeah, but I can reschedule it. I-"

"You're not cancelling it because of me. What is it?"

"It's just a date, Luk-"

"Go. Have fun okay!? I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

"100%"

"Just call me if you need anything, ok?"

"For sure. And um.. Make sure he treate you well, ok?"

I nodded.

"I love you." I said while a tear ran down my cheek.

"I love you too."

I hugged him, and left. Since my brother was once the only one in our family with a drivers license, I got to take mine when I was 15. So now O have my N. Before I left, I texted Kieran. The guy I was going out with tonight. He said he'd pick me up around 6, and that he couldn't wait. I met Kieran at the library a couple weeks ago, and found out he went to my school. He's really sweet and we have a lot in common. I got home and put my stuff on the couch. It was already 5:15, so I picked out a cute black dress, and some nice flats. I took off my jeans and sweat shirt and hopped in the shower. I washed my face and put my makeup on. I blew my hair dry so it was nice and smooth. I slipped on the outfit I chose out, and put some perfume on. By the time I was finished getting ready it was 5:55. I went into the livingroom and grabbed my purse and cell phone. Then there was a knock at the door.