Her Lovely, overprotective Brothers

Chapter 28

I groggily sat up, clenching my fist as I try to catch my breath.

I'm so tired of having to wake up in the middle of the night, drenched in my own sweat as I try not to let my fear take me away to somewhere cold and lonely.

I know that I should call my brothers for help but what could they do? Comfort doesn't always help, maybe not to me because I feel like I shouldn't bother them. Daniel and Xendrix were right. Maybe I really do act like a childish brat who'll just whine to my brothers whenever it's too much for me.

You can't really blame me for worrying right?

They're my brothers, they're not the only ones who gets protective of them. I want to save them from the heartaches that they feel whenever mom and dad  answers no and sorry to a day where it's supposed to be just a family day. Just me, my brothers and our parents. I could see their pain behind the smiles that they give me whenever they tell me that they are fine.

The most painful thing to see is their pained expression when it's trying to hide behind every smile.

They've got enough to worry about is my point here. I can't add my problems to theirs.

When I was calm enough, I let out a shaky sigh. It was getting cold now, the start of the fall season was almost there, but even with the cold weather, my whole body feels like I'm under the scorching sun.

It's hot.

Suffocating.

I tiredly walk out of bed, not minding the cold floor as I open my door with a slow creak. The dim lights were enough to keep me away from a very life-threatening trip down the stairs.

I'm just going to grab some cold water then I'll just see if I could sleep in the couch then hopefully wake up before my brothers sees me sleeping there.

Fuck knows they'll be asking questions about it if they catch me sleeping there.

And I'm not in the mood to entertain them by answering their questions.

I nodded internally at the plan as I wadle ridiculously towards the kitchen but I immediately stopped in my tracks when I heard someone talking.

Arguing.

"When will you tell her?"

Daniel?

Why was he up at this ungodly hour?

"We won't. She won't know anything about that, Daniel."

Isaac.

What are they talking about?

I wonder if that 'she' is referring to me.

"She deserves to know, Isaac. Lydia-- Samantha needs to know the truth. We just can't act like we know nothing."

Huh, so they are referring to me.

"Move on, Daniel. That person is gone and we're not going to chat about this. Not now." Isaac's voice wavered and my heart clenched when I heard the pain in his voice.

"I can't move on... " Daniel whispered. "Not when Samantha acts exactly like her, Isaac... "

"She's far too different from Sam! And don't be such an ass because you've been treating Sam like she's unwanted."

"Have you been hearing yourself, Isaac?" Daniel growled. "I'm the ass here? You of all people should know that that's not true. "

"If we could save Sam from that then yes. I'll be the asshole if I have to." He answered, clearly annoyed at Daniel.