Breathe : skephalo

Tough times. Chapter five

Just to make things clear with Isaac's and Zaks's relationship, because looking over it all I've kinda made it seem like there is something more to their relationship than just them being brothers. They are nothing more than really close brothers, sorry if it has confused any of you.

First-person (Zak pov)

I opened my eyes to the white darkly lit ceiling of my room. Yesterday was the first panic; anxiety attack I've had in months. when I finally thought they had stopped they return and haunt me, keeping me afraid, of it happening again and my thoughts. And it didn't feel any better knowing I forced my brother to help me, forcing him to leave mid-class because of my stupidity, and because of my weakness.

Tearing my eyes away from the ceiling I tried to move but stopped when I realized Isaac was laying beside me, one of his arms behind my head, the other one over my upper torso. Embarrassment and guilt washed over me knowing that I had also forced him to stay by my side all night because of my weak and foolish self.

I didn't dare to move until Isaac woke up. "hey zak" his deeper morning voice said, his hand moving to my hair, caressing it. "thank you" I whispered moving my eyes to his. "you don't need to thank me, Zak, what happened yesterday was not your fault" he said softly moving his hand away from my hair. I nodded even though I couldn't bring myself to believe what he said, because why would I? I'm the reason our parents aren't here anymore, and the reason our sister never got to go to kindergarten, the first day of school, make friends, live. I'm nothing but a monster.

" you don't need to go to school today, and don't worry I'm not either unless you really want to, then I think we need to go for a cheek up cause that not normal, " Isaac chuckled before standing up. I smiled and nodded my head, I definitely didn't want to go to school today. " I would be interested in staying home from the place called hell yes," I said sitting up. " glad we so happen to be on the same road then, would you maybe consider going out and watching a movie?" Isacc said, reaching out his hand for me to take.

"scary movie," we both said making the sound of our chuckles fill the room. I took his hand and he pulled me up from the bed. "How about you go take a shower and I'll go make breakfast," Isaac said tilting his head to the side like a lost puppy. " alright big puppy," I said smirking at Isaac who quickly straightened up his head. "you are so a goner Lil bro," he said dragging the 'so' before smirking.

"fuck," I said turning to the door, but before I could even get the chance to run away from the overgrown big puppy behind me, two hands attacked my sides. " don't you dare Isaac," I said in a warning tone as his hands started tickling me.

Laughter from both me and Isaac filled the room. "Isa-ac st-op," I said between breaths. " will you stop calling you're amazing, stunning, fantastic definitely not a puppy, brother a puppy?" Isaac said devilish grinning at me. "never you big puppy" I said, but, before he could start ticking me again I slipped out of his grip and ran to the bathroom, locking the door behind me." I will never stop calling you a puppy" I yelled. " just you wait Zaky, I'll get my revenge" he yelled back from outside the door before walking away laughing.

" idiot," I said smiling before turning away from the door. I walked over to the sink and looked in the mirror, I sighed at my tired expression. My face was also bruised up, my hair also standing in all directions, not the bed hair type. I reached up and touched my face as tears began to form in my eyes. " Why am I like this," I thought as the first tear fell.

I quickly looked away and wiped the few other tears that had fallen. walking over to the shower I oped the doors and turned it on, the cold water sprayed my arm as I pulled it out. I sighed and turned around towards the dirty-clothes-bin and started taking off my clothes. I took a towel from the cabinet and walked over to the sink again. I made sure to not look at myself as I put the towel on the counter.