A brother's sorrow (Rewrite)

Chapter 17:Pain

"Oh, hello there, Christopher!" William looks up from the paper on his desk, his tone was soft and tempting, he smiles softly, kneeing at his son's height and opening his arms, asking for a hug
Chris hugged the door frame, sniffing softly, his hair was a mess, sticking everywhere, his eyes were puffy from crying and his cheeks were red from passing his hand on the tears "daddy was worried about you, baby boy..."

The blond's shoulders tense up even more, he hid his face behind the wall, not wanting eye contact with his father, he remembers that sentence, like his others memories, it's only a glimpse, the situation was a blur to him, a mere cene without any context or story

A tall woman was guiding him through a long corridor, holding his hand, mostly grasping his wrist tightly, he was feeling week, his body was shaking constantly and his stomach hurts, his eyes hurting from all the white around him, he hadn't notice they had stopped until someone holded him close, he felt safe with that person, extremally safe

"Daddy was worried about you, baby boy..."

Chris opened his eyes again, just to see William hugging and nuzzling his hair, he started to panic, 'He's too close!!! Do something!!!', the boy thinks to himself, but the first thing that came in mind, was to hold his breath...and that's what he did, after some seconds, he started struggling on his father's grasp needing air, his body couldn't breathe on his own anymore, he needed space

"Chris! What's wrong?!" The man yells, holding the blond by his shoulders, just to notice him struggling to breathe and to get in panic "you have to breathe, Christopher! You'll pass out like that!"

"Hi, Dad..." Chris stutters, coughing and shaking the smoke away with his hand

"Hey son" William spats the last word, bothered by his behavior "how was the...interrogatory?" He blew the smoke again

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"Dad...why we're at your lab?" Chris yawls, looking around, until he noticed he was placed on his father's desk, so he put his hand on his hand and started shaking "You would really brainwash me again, dad?" He stutters, looking to the man's eyes, holding back the tears

"Lay down, Chris""Hi, Dad..." Chris stutters, coughing and shaking the smoke away with his hand

"Hey son" William spats the last word, bothered by his behavior "how was the...interrogatory?" He blew the smoke again

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"Dad..." Chris whispered, making William to sigh as he arranges the syringe "Why you're like that? What are you hiding from me? What did I do to you?" He stutters, sounding nervous

"I'm not hiding anything from you, Christopher" the man puts his hand on the boy's shoulder, soon sticking the syringe on his son's arm aggressively, earning an high pitched scream, which he muffled with his other hand, as he slowly injects the liquid "There, it's over" His body fell, but his soul stayed in place, crying and screaming in pain as part of himself stayed in the body, it felt like his brain and bones were broken in half

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"Big brother!" The boy practically yells, hugging and hiding his face on the older's neck, sobing and curling his back as his forehead touches Michael's chest

The older brother holds his little brother's cheek, lifting his head and looking into his eyes

"I'm here, Chris...I'm here" the little on in the corner of the room felt his heart sink, his own brother, loving his fake self, not even noticing how different the two are

"Mikey..." He whimpers, hugging his older brother, desesperated for affection

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"What's wrong with me?" Chris whispered to himself, poking his right arm, it was smelling pretty bad and the coloration was kinda weird too, an purplish tone

Suddenly, the room started spinning, the roof touched his feet and at the same time doesn't, at the end of the room, there was a big container, glowing with a green liquid.
The boy got closer of a table, there was a picture of himself, his father and his brother, the moment was familiar, but something on the photo made him feel like he wasn't the little boy there

"Maybe I can look closer at it later..." He whispers to himself, pocketing the picture on his shorts

Chris started getting closer to the container, he widened his eyes at the sight of the thing in the middle of the green liquid, his own body was laying inside the container, connected by cables keeping him alive, his right arm was missing, explaining the decomposing arm on his body, as he hit the glass, the boy's remnant soul flew to him, getting around his body, connecting to the purple arm

"Are you sure it will work?" He whispered to his guardian, sniffing softly

"It's our only chance..." Alex whispers back "I don't know how I could help you if it doesn't work" The door opened and closed, the little boy flew close to the teen, hiding on his lap

"Chris–" Clay sitted in front of the child, rubbing his eyebrows, making the little one whimper

"Alex" The boy corrected, holding his back close to his chest, patting it softly

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"Where are you taking me?" The boy yawls, resting his head on the window, peeking at the child at his side, that was sleeping cuddling him as a teddy bear, by the corner of his eyes

"Just wait a little, we'll get there soon"

William was shaking Chris, trying to get him out of whatever he was stuck into, at least he returned to breathe normally, until he remembered something, 'he may be hallucinating!', the man holds his boy by his cheeks, looking deep into his eyes, his pupils were normal, they weren't dilated, a good sign

"Christopher, please wake up from whatever you have!" William hugged his little boy close, his arm was limp at his body's side "I can't loose another child, not now!" He whispered to himself, until he heard light gasp, followed by a soft and weak voice and a light grasp on his shirt

"We share the same soul..."