Broken

Chapter 27 - rewritten

Once I finish my workout, I head to the Library I pace around the room for a minute still not completely calmed I decide on going back to the gym. Once in there I decide on doing a 30-minute warm up run, half way through I turn the TV on to YouTube. This time I'm going to work out with some Machine Gun Kelly in the background. Once I finish the run, I punch the punching bag that swings in the corner. With every punch that I throw, I use every bit of emotion I have. Until the bag isn't enough so I move to the wall. Repetitively my knuckles collide with the wall, pain radiates through each knuckle until I feel nothing. No pain. No feeling. Just nothing.

Looking down at my numb knuckles they are red and there is swelling growing fast, huffing I walk out of the gym to the kitchen. Michael and Mario are sitting on the marble kitchen island they look up at me as I walk in. ''Hey sis'' they both say in unison, putting my feelings aside I give them a small smile. ''What's up?'' Michael asks, ignoring him I grab a glass of water. ''You can't ignore us.'' Mario pipes up.

''Not ignoring you.'' I deadpan pulling a couple ice packs from the freezer.

''What are you doing?'' Michael asks curious.

''Ran into a wall.'' I tell him laying my hands on the ice packs, and look at the two boys.

''Come on I will take you to get them checked out.'' Edward says as he walks in. ''Ace is pissed you smeared blood on the wall, and told me to tell you that he scheduled you a counselling session tomorrow straight after school.'' Looking over I see him leaning in the doorway. I must have been giving him a funny look because he gave me an odd look in response but to be honest that could be because I was just staring at him and not saying anything. A few moments go past and the silence is interrupted by Ace walking in with his dominating exterior suffocating the whole room.

''Is there a reason your still in my house?'' Ace looks at me arms folded.

''I live here. You literally have parental responsibilities of me'' has my brother all of a sudden lost all brain cells or has he had them all knocked out working for the mafia.

''I know that but I told Edward to take you to the hospital. Actually, I will take you myself, go to the front door. Now'' he points to the door, slowly I stand up and walk towards him.

''I don't need to go to the hospital.'' I deadpan standing in front of him.

''Don't argue and get your ass to the front door.'' Now probably isn't the best time to argue with him. Sighing I walk straight to the front door and stand out front.

After a few minutes Ace meets me outside and we hop into a blacked-out SUV that just pulled up, the drive was silent and I started to get a little bit anxious. Pushing the feeling aside I think about why I'm so emotional about what happened. I just don't understand how they were worried I could've died but didn't do anything to help me. The dying part wouldn't have affected me if it wasn't because of the boys, they have a weird effect on me. I'm not going to hold it against them, but something in the back of my mind is telling me that something could be wrong. Turning to my brother I decided to ask him the curiosity will kill me otherwise.

''Why didn't you take me to the hospital?'' I asked looking into his eyes. He looks up at me before averting his eyes.

''We were worried, it was too dangerous to take you. I got tipped off that someone was trying to kill you and I can't risk losing you. You're going to be getting extra protection everywhere.'' Ace looks almost ashamed. ''I am so sorry, but whilst we are here you are going to get a check-up.''

''Okay, thank you for telling me.'' although I'm glad he told me, next comes the paranoia. The car comes to a stop outside of the hospital and Ace looks at me before pulling me into his chest for a hug, which hi accept I love my brothers but I can't handle hurting them.