บททั้งหมดของ Teen Drama: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

“I’ll go to the pharmacy for some toiletries and bits and pieces while Bryan sleeps. You head off home for now, and I’ll see you this evening.” My mom is up and tidying Bryan’s new private room after we settled him in here, and now I am getting the strong vibes she wants me to leave. I know it’s because Dane is coming. I overheard Mom and Bryan earlier saying Dane would come around eleven after he was on a ward, and it’s almost that time. My mom thinks she’s being sly about the hints that I should go home for lunch but I am not leaving until I at least see him once. I want that face-to-face, that moment of closure.To see the person who vanished from my life so I can put a lid on what we were. I guess a part of me wants to see for myself if he has suffered, too. Because I will know by looking at him, I will be able to tell with one encounter whether he even missed me a little bit. I need it to quieten to anger in my head and the ache in my heart.Just once. Even if we say nothing to o

“Lunch is served.” I smile brightly as I unpack Monique's food onto Bryan’s bed tray and set them out like a gourmet restaurant, napkins, and fresh cutlery included. Monique has it in her head that despite the hospital supplying him with meals, he will never get better if it’s not her cooking. So it’s my unofficial job to deliver three meals a day.“This looks delicious, thank Monique from the bottom of my heart. Tell her I can feel the effects already. You all spoil me.” Bryan shifts to pull himself higher in his upright position, looking better today with more color on his face. Day by day, a return slowly of the man we love and know so well.I can admit that now he seems more like his old self. That sense of heavy dread weighing on my heart every second has lessened somewhat. He is one less stress for me, one less tragedy of my life. I guess having a truce with my mom is second. We may not be okay by a long run, but not having to spit venom at her any time she gets close has been

“Mom is running late today?” I point out while packing away Bryan’s dishes from lunch. Slightly irritated by it. Eyes on the clock as I don’t want a repeat of yesterday and running into that jerk and his shadow again. I have decided that for my own mental state Dane is right and we should not intend to ever cross paths. Seeing him causes more harm than good and it reminds me everytime that I am no further forward in getting over him.My day, after seeing him, always goes to shit, and my ongoing crappy insomnia is so much worse now we are under the same sky. I might never sleep again. I’m just so emotionally exhausted by all of this and wish I could fall asleep and wake up when I am over it.“She’s been tired, maybe just on slow-mo. She should take more time to relax.”“Well she better hurry up as they are taking you for your scans and assessment in about five minutes. She’s normally here by now.” Not to mention Dane is due in twenty and I wanted to be long gone.“You don’t need to sta

Overwhelming sadness strangles me that all it could have taken was him staying for one part of this to come out unscathed. Waiting with me while we figured this out and got the tests together. If we had any sense, we would have just had his DNA tested with mine. To see we were not brother and sister in those first few days.But he left me.“It’s not mine, it’s his… give it to him.” I nod Dane’s way, unable to look at him, unable to see them together now I know for sure we are not related. We are so broken.I don’t wait for a response. Pulling my bag against me and clutching my cell to my chest. I can’t.A second wave of tears and anger mixed up in a confusing mishmash hurts my chest and ribs and makes breathing harder, so I feel like I am dying. I fast walk to the elevators without looking back and frantic stab at the button of the nearest one. Relieved when it opens right away.I can’t make myself look their way, but turning to push the ground floor button, I accidentally catch sight

It’s five am, and I am walking while I ball a fist into my mouth to stifle a yawn, climbing the stairs to my room in a semi-dark house as most of the curtains are still drawn. Monique hasn’t started her day yet and won’t know I am even home. Elisa had school today, so I figured I would get out of her hair and come home to vegetate in my house while I figure out what I am meant to do about my mom and Bryan. My mom thinks I’m sick, so for now, the food runs will be on Monique, and I can hide until I know what to do.I have barely slept and tossed and turned most of the night, so getting up this early was not exactly a hardship. I was already awake. Numb and exhausted, and when I did sleep, it was bizarrely messed up dreams about Dane being in the hospital instead of Bryan, and I kept jump-scaring myself awake in panic. Sweating and reaching for him like I was about to lose him.Upstairs is eerily silent with zero lights or noise as my mom has been sleeping at the hospital. Dane's bedroo