Dreams Do Come True

2. Hospital visit

When Drew got to the hospital, he was pissed at me. Even though I did nothing. He started yelling at the top of his lungs for no apparent reason. Justin and Elijah had to hold him back from punching my face in even though I knew that he would do that when we got home.

Justin and Elijah are my other two brothers. Those three were triplets. They all had one thing in common though and that thing was being abusive. To me.

The doctor came in and told me that I couldn't go to school for 3 weeks which meant that I had to be home with my abusive brothers. Yay me. I'm screwed.

I knew that I would end up in the hospital with worse conditions than now hell I might even end up in a coma. This was not going to be fun. Slut would be over more and more but with less and less clothes on. That will be the worst part about it.

Frank and Linda, the school nurse, were still at the hospital with me. They knew what was going on at the house but my Drew threatening to kill them if they said a word. They never really liked my brothers and they were only at the hospital to make sure that I didn't get hurt anymore that I already was.

They were like the family I had always wanted. Linda was like a mom to me and sometimes when I was talking to her I would slip and call her mom. It would just come right out. Frank was like the dad I never had. I would sometimes call him dad and it would make him cry. Frank and Linda have been married for about 2 and a half years and they haven't really had any luck with having kids of their own. They really wanted to adopt me and get me the hell out of that house but they knew that even if they tried they would end up dead in a ditch somewhere.

I hated seeing them so upset. It made me feel so much worse. Soon enough I was shot out of my thoughts and back to reality when the doctor came back in.

"Liam, it seems that you have multiple fractures and previous breaks. Have you been being abused by classmates or your brothers or maybe a girlfriend?" He asks.

"Umm... no. My brothers would never do that to me. Classmates? Yes. Girlfriend? Hell no. I don't even have one. I'm too much of a loser to have a girlfriend." I lied my ass off for my brothers. I should've just told the truth but I knew that I would get hurt even more than I already was. Not the best idea in the world cause what happened next was surprising.

"That's a bunch of bullshit. Those boys have been beating the living shit out of him since their mom die, when he was 3 years old. Just cause your brother was with her when she got shot in the head and you weren't doesn't make it his fault." Linda snapped.

My jaw dropped to the floor at this. I was speechless. What did she just do? They're dead meat now.

My brother ran at her to tackle her to the ground but instead I tackled him to the ground the second he got close enough for me to do so.

"Don't you lay a finger on Linda or I'll kick you fucking ass. You will not do to her and Frank what you do to me every god damn day." I was surprised at what I had just done. I guess i figured out what my weakness is.

Linda and Frank.

I swear, if they get hurt I'm gonna kill my brothers.

I got up off of my brother grabbed my bag and limped my sorry ass to the door.

"Well are you just gonna stand there or are we gonna go home so I can do my homework?" I say still quite pissed off that he tried to hurt mom. Shit Linda. I gotta learn to control that shit. God damn it.

He got up and I limped all the way to the car. When he got in the car, he made Justin switch seats with me. Uh oh. What did I just get myself into?

He smiled at me and just started to drive. For some reason he kept on looking at me with that God awful smile. I wanted so badly to punch it off his ugly ass face but that would just get me in trouble.

When we got home, Drew told Justin and Elijah to go inside while he talked to me. They listened and went inside.

He just kept smiling.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" I asked.

He just laughed. I finally got my brother to laugh. He hasn't done that since I was 2. It was nice.

"I'm proud of you kid. But when did the sudden burst of courage come in to play?" He asked when he had calmed down.

"When you charged at mo- Linda." I said.

"Where gonna call her mom?"

"Yeah. She's like a mom to me. She has been since I was a 7th grader." I say.

"That's nice. Come on kid. Let's get inside." He says while messing with my hair.

If this was gonna be my life from now on, then I could get used to this. Maybe things will start to go right.