Broken (Reupload)

chapter 9

     I looked up at Erick after I said that and he had a pissed off and yet at the same time a sad look as well."n...no"is all he could say before falling back in his chair and crying as I was. I look at Vang realized if we didn't caught him in time he would have died right there. No matter what the doctors try Vang is only getting worses and it's hurting him. I started to cry even harder now because I knew he was dying from the inside.

      I grabbed onto his cold dead hand in my warm ones. I also realized that my baby brothers cuts him self and straves himself. My baby brother has depression and I didn't do anything about it. The doctor came in and checked on him."So doc what's with his condition?"Erick asked as tears ran down his face.

       (sigh)"He might not make it through his next surgery his wounds just aren't healing like there suppose to but we're trying everything we can to bring y'all baby brother back to y'all"he explained. I knew Vang was suffering and he just kepted it inside because he thought it wasn't important.

      He slowly started to wake up and look at me. But his eyes like there was no color in them. It's looks kinda like this...

      

    He looked at me that way and it made me worry knowing full well he's not happy. I learned at a early age that people don't say how they feel their eyes do. My brothers eyes were telling me that he wants to die there's no point in living. I kissed the back of his hand in a way only he would understand.

       After I did that he cracked a smile at me. I smiled back at him and asked"hey bubba the doctor says you wont make it through the next surgery so what do you wanna do?". I asked him that in a soft voice I should probably tell you this but he traces circles on my hand so that he could talk to me.

        One circle means he's hungry and missing me. Two means help me I'm scared.Three means I m depressed please talk to me. Four means Do you hate me. Five means I'm dying save me. Six....sick means let me pass on and remember my smile. He drew six circles on my hand.