hurt. ❀

chapter 9-

As I looked around the hospital room, I felt a wave of nostalgia come over me.

The beeping of the heart monitor was all too familiar.

I really didn't want to go through it all again.

I shouldn't have to go through it again.

Then something interrupted my thoughts.

"Ma'am? Did you hear me?"

I looked up to see a very tall and old man talking to me, with a doctor's uniform on.

I felt my face get red and managed to stammer out something along the lines of,

"Oh, no I'm sorry."

The man gave me an annoyed but somewhat sympathetic look and began to repeat what he had just said.

"Okay. Well, what I was saying was that your brother, here, has obviously tried to do some bad things to himself. Have you known about this?"

I paused for a second, pondering about what I should tell him.

Then Nikki's words played in my head again.

"Yes, Doctor. I've known about it for quite a long time, now, actually. I just didn't know what to do."

The man cocked his head to the side, before looking down and saying something under his breath.

"Okay. Well, I'll have someone else talk to you about this."

His eyes motioned towards my wrists.

I instinctually pulled my sleeves down, a habit I had made since I began the horrible craving of it all.

"Alright."