Chasing The Playboy /// H.S Fanfiction

Rehab

(She-said)

"So that's it for now, Xoxo, TheTroller. BYE TROLLS!" I just finished editing the final clip of my video. I woke up earlier then usual and it was pretty cool. I looked outside and saw the fiery redness of the sun cover over the sky and clouds. My phone buzzed making me jump out of my trance, literally. My butt hit the freezing cold floor which was not good. I grabbed my phone and it was an alert that it was Jason's birthday. Plus it's Monday, that means school.

I was going to get ready until I spotted out my window, my dad walking outside. Before letting another second go by I ran downstairs and outside. As I walked outside the cold air hit me making me regret leaving my jacket And not putting on my sneakers instead of these pajama sandals.

"Honey what are you doing out here this early?" My dad asked.

"Where are you going?" I asked ignoring his question. I gave him a glare and he knew what it meant. He knew not to lie to me this time because I couldn't stand another lie.

"To see your brother Jason."

"I'm coming." I snapped. He let out a confused and shocked expression. I could already tell he does not want me to go.

"Honey I don't think tha-"

"I'm. Coming." I said and got into the car. I don't care about school as of now I just want to see Jason and find out what's going on. Dad pulled out his phone and started texting someone who I'm assuming is mom. She'll probably wonder why I'm not there. Dad pulled out the driveway and onto the long road ahead of us. It was long let me tell you that, also quiet but the good kind of quiet. I would catch my dad looking at me from time to time which made me smile. I don't know why. In the silence I learned to forgive him. I don't know why but I did.

When we got there I was kind of scared to walk inside. I froze when we reached the door. I wasn't sure if I wanted to go in or not. My dad gave me a reassuring smile as he grabbed onto my hand with his free hand. In his other he held a bag which I guess has Jason's birthday present. When we walked in a warmth of air hit my face compared to the coldness outside. It smelled like a hospital. There was occasional people walking by but it looked as if they were staff instead of actual patients. When we walked by the doors it kind of looked like an actual house but bigger and many, many more rooms. Then we stopped at one. The nurse had to come and open the door for us, and then she stayed on watch but outside of the room. When I entered I hid behind my dad not knowing what to expect.

"H-h-hey d-dad." A voice so frail and broken spoke out. I know that tone but that voice I've never heard, it was so familiar yet so new, and it terrified me. I poked my head out from behind dad and there Jason was. He was so frail and looked like the slightest thing you say or do will break him. He kept looking around the room with a panicked look on his face. He kept scratching at his arms, the sleeves of his jacket covering it. He sat on the chair rocking himself back and forth wrapped inside of a blanket as if it was to protect himself. I looked around the room and there was paintings on the walls and roof of clouds, multiple Suns, and birds. Then there was a half way done painting of a tree. When Jason's and our eyes met it looked as if all the color in his face was drowned out. His face looking so pale I'd mistake him for someone else. Just seeing him in this state could make me mistake him for someone else.

"S-Serena?" He asked in a low whisper. I tighten my grip on my dads hand, for some reason I was actually scared of my brother. Seeing him this vulnerable, sad and I'm so much pain I couldn't bare to look at him. It's as if I don't know my brother. Whenever he came home to visit which wasn't often he was always loud, and cheerful. He was the life of the party but here. It's like there a whole side of Jason I never knew about.