"watch your mouth kiddo!" she said while she slams her hands in her desk. I was surprised. This is the first time she's acting like this. "That girl is the reason why this hospital is here where it is" she said seriously.
"she's just a girl" I said.
" she's the one who saved me back then Bryce, while the doctors where out of idea what to do"
I just stare at my sister as I recall what happened before. My sister nearly died back then. Doctors where out of idea what to do when she bluntly have a cardiac arrest then gone into shocked. The doctors were out of idea what to do because her test results were normal but she's hardly breathing. That time the doctors only think and inform us that she can't make it. But when we arrived at the hospital she was already out of danger. The doctors only said that their surgeon general came then the matter was handled successfully.
"How do you know it was her, maybe they were just bluffing" I said.
"They're not, the surgeon general personally told me that it was cutie genius who saved me" she answered.
"I still can't believe what you were saying, I won't believe it, a girl?! how can she do that" I said
"Did you know the name Crim Lewis?" she asked.
'why did it have to do with the founder of the hospital'
"Of course I know, that name is spread everywhere. That's the founder of this hospital, what about her?" I curiously asked.
"That's the girl's- nevermind" she said holding her forehead like she had a headache.
"okay" I said dismissing our topic.
After my visit, I go to our house to inform and also visit my mother. I forgot to text her earlier.
Our butler, uncle Louie (that's what I call him) greeted me as I enter our family house.
"nice to see you here young master" he said as he bow.
"forget the formalities uncle, where's mom?" I asked him.
"she's in the back pavilion" he answered.
"okay thanks Uncle, sorry for interrupting your work" I said then smile apologetically.
"it's okay it's my job" he said with a warm smile.
I go straight to the pavilion. As I got near I saw and hear her sigh.
"what are you sighing about mom?" I asked. She jump lightly from her seat as she was startled by my voice.
"how many times I told you that don't sneak like that you damn brat!" she said as she slap lightly my shoulder.
"so? what was that about?" I repeatedly asked.
"it's your brother, he always come home late and always avoided us when we talk to him. I'm always here in the house but I rarely see him" she said. I can hear the hurt and sadness from my mother's voice as she said that. I side hug her and said.
"it's okay mom, I'm going to stay for the night to check on him" I assure her.
"thanks son. Since your here I can now go to your father" she said as she clap her hands.
' you both really are mother and daughter' I said to my mind as I can see my sister to our mother.
"don't worry I can handle the matter mom, now you can go to your husband" I said. She almost fled to the house. She really is excited just to see my father.
I get my phone and text the guys that I'm not going home tonight.
I asked the workers at our house about what time does my brother usually get home. They said that about ten o'clock in the evening. I have a glimpse at my watch and it indicates that it was quarter to ten so I asked for the keys in my brother's room. Once I got there I immediately unlock his door then enter. I turn on the lights and I was shocked for what I see.
My brother is usually a clean freak but for what I see in his room it was totally the opposite. His room is really in a mess, clothes were scattered everywhere, furnitures where damaged some broke, bottles everywhere.
'what is this kid doing?' I asked in my mind. I opened the door of his bathroom and I was greeted by the smell of blood and medicine?. Wait what blood and medicine. I walk further and I saw the mirror of his bathroom vanity is cracked. His bin was full of bloody bandages and band-aids with bottles of empty povidone iodine. As I see this there was anger rising within me.
"what is happening to my brother?" I asked my self in a small voice. I had a glimpse again at my watch then I turn off the lights in his bathroom and his bedroom. I sit at hid bed and wait patiently for him to arrive as it was nearly ten o'clock.
I didn't wait for long as I hear his door to open. He didn't bother to turn on the lights of his room instead he walk strait to his bathroom. I hear him hiss and I immediately stood up and quietly go to his bathroom. I leaned at the door and watch him clean his wounds. It pains me to see my brother doing this. There's a cut in his eyebrow and lips, have a bruise at the side of his eye. After he clean the wounds in his face he removed his hoodie and shirt. As he lift it up slowly I can see bruise, wounds and cuts. I cant take it anymore so I talked.
"so what are you really doing Brayden?" I asked with a cold but gentle voice. He was shocked that he froze where he stand as I approached him. I reached the povidone iodine he was holding then get cotton balls and bandages.
"go sit at your couch" I told him and he obliged. He sit-