My abusive, obsessed brother

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

(Josh pov)

It's been eight days. Eight fucking days. And Sara still hasn't woken up. Please wake up. I was sitting outside near the front desk on a bench. My mind in the gutters until there was panic all around.

No not again. I panicked. There was a cold blue. Doctors and nurses rushed down the hallway. Please don't be Sara's room. Please don't be Sara's room. Please don't be Sara's room. I repeated it over and over again in my head. Didn't help much when they fucking ran right into her room just minutes ago.

"Dammit." I ran to her room and stood in the doorway as the doctors gave orders to the nurses and the nurses giving orders to the doctors.

"Quick we are loosing her!" No.

"Clear!" No.

They rubbed the two plates together and pressed it against her chest. No.

"Clear!" No.

The mine tore when dead. No. No. No. No! NO!

I ran over to the doctor and grabbed the metal plafes from him. Without hesitation I turned up the power and rubbed the plates together.

"CLEAR!" I pushed it against her chest. She leaned up eyes wide as she grasped for air and fell back onto the pillow. Her heart rat rapid, dead, then back to normal. I sighed in relief. I was content. She was okay. My mood was better until-

"REMOVE HIM AT ONCE!" Someone yelled. Two security guards slammed into the room hooking both my arms about to drag me out until a small voice spoke.

"Josh." I stopped. Everyone did. I shrugged out their hold and grabbed onto Saras hand and squeezed tight. Hoping never to let go. Never to leave her side.

Her fingers twitched in her sleep. She was okay. I think. I starred at the doctor for reassures.

"It's just her nerves. The shock from the plates triggered most of her nerves and contracted her mucles. She will be fine." I nodded and continued to hold onto her hand. Sara.

The guards moved closer to grab me but the nurse stopped them.

"Leave him. I believe it is best if he stays here with her." They looked to me and then the nurse nodding.

As everyone left the room leaving me and Sara alone.

I grabbed a chair and moved it towards her bed and sat. As I was here I looked back at everything. Our date. Her smile. Her eyes. Her hair. Her personality in general. I remember when I first saw her.

[Flashback]

I was late for school and they were about to close the doors when a foot stopped and lodged the door.

I grabbed the door and closed it behind me bumping into the person that litteraly saved my ass. One more late like that and I would be sent to my zone school. Hate for that to happen.

When I looked back to thank the person I saw the most beautiful brown hazel eyes. And caremel hair. They complimented each other.

"Thank-" She smiled and nodded.

"No problem." And left me there. Dumbstruck. So beautiful. I don't know where to start. She's so... Beautiful.

She turned around. Realizing I was still gockimg at her I shook it off and played it cool.

She smiled, "if you don't hurry. You will be late for class. And that counts too." Ob shot she was right. I blushed and kicked dust and shrugged.

"I know that." I pouted. Actually I didn't till now but she doesn't have to know that.

She giggled and left down he hall. That was the day. The best day of my life. That was they day I fell head over heels. No, fell face front for her. What is her name. I should of asked her for her damn name. Why? Stupid stupid stupid. I began to beat myself up.

She turned around and yelled, "oh by the way my name is Sara."

I blushed and smiled. Sara.

"Sara and Josh." I like the sound of that.

[End of Flashback]

"Josh?" I quickly looked up into those beautiful brown eyes that I thought I would never see spring full of life again.

"Sara."

If this is a dream please god don't wake me.

She was sitting up looking around the room cauctiosly.

"Where am I?" She asked.

"Your in the hospital."

She started at me wide-eyed. "Why?"

Why? What did she mean why? Did she want to die? What that it. Oh god. I began to panic. She will when she hears the news. I can't tell her. I can't.

"Where are my parents?" She asked.

My whole body shook I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. How can I tell her that they tried to commit suicide. How can I tell her thst her father was found wripped lim from lim. His face was wripped and messed up so bad no one knew who he was until they did a DNA test. How can I tell her that her mothers body wasnt found. Only parts of it the rest scattred on the ceiling on thr walls on the-How can I tell her that- Ugh it's hard to even think about it.

I sighed. "They aren't with us Sara."

"Where are they?" I saw tears start to gather in her eyes.

"Sara they are-" I stuttered, "they are dead." I finished clutching my fist.

She starred at me before she a stream of tears ran down her cheek. I went to wipe them away when she started to thrash, scream, and yell. It took me by surprise. I tried to calm her down. Suddenly the doctor came in yelling with nurses at his side. They quickly tried to restrain her. It took me and all the nurses to try and calm her down. But we couldn't.

"NO! I said I would go with them! That was the plan! That was the plan! We were suppose to escape him! That was our only option! We said we going to stay together! That was the plan!" She cried clenching her teeth and clutching my shirt in her grasp.

"That was the plan."

She kept mumbling that over and over again until her eyes shut and her body when limp.

Everyone sighed in relief especially the doctor.

"Inform me when she wakes up before you break anymore news to her."

I nodded. He nodded as well and left the room.

I held Sara in my arms as tears swelled in my eyes. Why her? Why Sara? I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tight not planning to let go.

I wont let her go. She's mine.