my brothers best friend

jay halstead

I was moved from a high monitored ward to a low monitored ward, but I refused to go home. I refused to see Amy family. I isolated myself, only spoke to the nurses and other patents. They all just think I'm in shock of it all, but who blames me, I saw people shot dead in a matter of minutes. I was colouring in this book my mum brought me too soothe my panicking etc. I heard a knock on the door, I looked up. It was halstead. I stood up, " I don't want visitors...so if you don't mind" I said shooing him away. "Alyssa..." I shook my head, "no jay, I don't wanna talk to you again. You did your bit, now go." I sat down again, He came closer. I looked at him. "Alyssa... Me and Jason were step brothers, hence the different names. I've been trying to nail him for drugs for years before you came into the picture, when I knew you were in the picture CPD wanted to protect you more. I also made a promise to your brother...that if it came to it is put a bullet into his head, which I did. It was to protect you." He grabbed my hand and looked me in the eye. I looked down. "I still witnessed two deaths. Which happened because of me. I don't want to be fucking up others families as well as mine" Halstead lifted my chin, "you aren't fucking up anything. Your young, you have a lot going for you. Your gorgeous, you have a talent somewhere, let's get you out of here? I'll drive you home." I looked at him. His eyes were so meaningful. "This isn't your job, so why go out of your way to help me." I stay looking at him, "I see potential in you. I want to help you and I will continue to do so for a very long time." I smiled. I stood up, "please take me home" he nodded and we walked to his car.

In the car i was quiet. I saw the outside for the first time in a little while. I was surprised the hospital let me stay for as long as they did, must of been a full 3 weeks maybe more. you loose track of time when you're in my position. "So Alyssa...how are you feeling about going home finally?" he asks, i can tell he's making conversation as it's awkward. I look down, im twiddling my fingers. "you know what, im excited but scared. I haven't been in my right state of mind around family for a long time." i sigh. he's smiling at me, "just know a lot of people were in your position at one point. I know someone who would be willing to talk to you, if you need evidence that everything gets better." i look at him as he pulls up to my drive. "i'd really like that... thank you" he gives me my phone. But before he hands it to me he writes to numbers on it.