The truth that lies beneath

Chapter 8

A.N. - okay so this was a hard scene to write because I've never been to the ICU or gotten burned so I don't really know how's it's like and what kind of after effects can come from being exposed to fire but yeah. Another thing is that I can't remember whether or not I've already given Leena a surname but if I already have just comment where and I'll go change it to Redford.  But anyways guys vote and comment. Oh and it's not edited so yahhh.

The car ride is full of inspirational words but I'm not even listening at this point. I'm filled with anger as well as extreme hurt. How can a person be like this? They've just hurt someone innocent who has done nothing to them. Is this a game to them? When I get my hands on them they'll be begging for mercy.

I can't help but wonder where my mom is right now. She could be anywhere in the world and I have no clue on how to start looking for her. I feel hopeless. Why is this happening to me?

Liyah senses my mood and offers to buy me something to eat first while everyone else goes to the hospital with me. That girl knows me too well. I need to stress eat right now. I know that it isn't healthy but I mean who doesn't like food? Eating food I shouldn't be eating is honestly the best thing that's ever happened to me.

I seriously don't get how people can mange to diet and eat healthy and even go vegan. That takes serious commitment and self control, two things that I don't have at all but hey, at least I have food right?

I accept her offer and we park at a little cafe opposite the hospital. She comes back with two doughnuts for me and an espresso. I thank her and start inhaling everything. Everyone looks at me like I've lost my mind but I don't even pay attention to them.

I've finished everything in less than 5 minutes and it's time to enter the hospital. I step out of the car and the wind is howling around me. I hadn't really noticed how cold I felt until now.

I force myself to ignore the weather and I take 3 deep breaths before finally entering the hospital. The others follow closely behind and I'm grateful for their support but I'm also glad that they're not speaking to me because I need time and space to process everything that is happening.

I go over to the receptionist and ask if she knows where they're keep Lucas Redford. She's an old lady with a large round head with big red cheeks and a plump figure. She gives me a long side look and her eyes show that she's criticising my outfit. I really don't have time for this.

"Are you done staring ma'am?" I ask her feeling slightly annoyed.

She simply rolls her eyes and gives me another criticising look. What is it with this woman? She's started to seriously annoy me.

"Who are you to the boy, Mr uhmm Redford?" She asks

"I'm his older sister. I just need to see him ma'am. Is he okay? Can I go see him now? I'm just so worried about him. I need to see him." I gush out. I can't help but let some more tears flow down my cheeks. At this point I'll just cry myself dry. I'm not even so sure that it would be a bad thing if that happened.

"I'm afraid that your brother is in critical condition and you won't be able to see him right now. Go over to the third floor and wait outside the ICU ward. Next please"

This woman is so rude. She barely glanced at me as she spoke about my brother. On top of that, she has the nerve to shout "next please". What if I was gonna say something else? Well here's another name to add to the list of people that you want to slap.

I tell the others what the rude receptionist said and we're off to the ICU ward. Once we get there, we're obviously not allowed inside so we sit and wait, and wait, and wait some more. Lots of people come rushing in and out and I start feeling anxious. What will they tell me? I really don't want my little brother to die or be paralysed or something. Not with mom still missing.