2: Broken Glass

It's about a month into school now. I've only had 2 anxiety attacks, both from the barbie girl squad just one was at home and one in class. They stare me down as much as they can with their little beaty eyes. Daniel tells me to ignore them, but I can't. As hard as I try, I think that their trying to kill me from the inside out. I know they are.

Every chance they have if I'm around or not they surround Daniel as if he's the most adorable puppy in the world, even though he kind of is. When they do surround him, he looks uncomfortable and find the closest normal person and signals with his eyes with the 'help me now!' eye signal. He does with me at least. The pick on me a lot, but Daniel is never around to notice. I figure they don't want him to know that they're bullying his best friend even though I tell him.

Now I'm just getting off at my bus stop waving at Daniel as the bus start keeps driving. Right as the bus was out of my sight, I heard my phone buzz a couple times. I quickly got my phone and saw that it was Daniel texting even though we're not allowed to have our phones out on the bus. I smiled and texted him till I got to my front porch and I put my phone in my pocket and sighed.

My family isn't the best. My parents and siblings, except my brother, are either always high, drunk, passed out, or partying at some random club or casino in town. There's a ton since I live in Vegas Nevada.

I put my key in and turned it and went inside to only see broken glass everywhere from Tupperware to beautiful old antiques. When I came in to investigate what happened I saw my brother, Jax, laying on the floor unconscious, maybe dead.

My brother was the only one who understood me in every way possible. My anxiety attacks, my school problems, he even helped me through the anxiety attack I had last night. Little did I know it was the last time helping.

I called 911 to report a break in and my brother. 50 minutes later I was sitting in a waiting room having another attack.

I can't lose him. If I lose him, I lose myself. I might have my parents and other brother, but they don't understand like Jax did. My other brother has also been there for me when Jax wasn't there, Wyatt. He mostly helped me with school. He's just like mom and dad though, he drinks and smokes.

Finally, a nurse came out with a worried look and my mind went to the worst, he's gone. I ran to her and wiped my tears fast to talk without looking stupid. "how is he?! is he o-" she stopped me from over pressuring myself to where I cried and talked at the same time. I would look even stupider. "he's in critical condition. It seems like he was hit all over with glass. Head, back, arms, and even legs. He's bandaged all over. He's been requesting you"

The nurse opened the door and I saw mk him and almost dropped to my knees in tears. He was bandaged all over with a couple dark red spots from blood bleeding through the thick bandages. I sat with him on the edge of the bed making sure not to hurt him. I was holding back tears while we were silent. I knew if I talked, I would start crying to where I was blind.

"I'll be fine" he mumbled not trying to move. Even though I already had tears in my eyes, I teared up again. I never thought I would see him like this, I never wanted to. I held his hand and tears finally rolled down my face. He held back and I smiled a little and sighed "I love you" I sighed "police are searching the house for anything about the break in" he immediately looked at me confused and gave one back as fast as he gave one to me. He sat up and said and in a clearer voice then before, "it wasn't a break in" right as he said that I thought of mom and dad drunk. "it was Wyatt" and I was shocked. Wyatt doesn't act like that. I quickly went wide-eyed when he said that. "Wyatts not like that even drunk" I said trying to make the blame away from Wyatt. "Was he drunk?" I asked knowing he had to be. "No" he answered back also surprised. Something seems wrong.

I got a call from Wyatt right then and there and Jax knew it was him by the face expression I made once I looked at my phone. I went and answered it in the hallway outside Jax's door. I was going to let him talk before I let loose and all crazy on him. "Kaylee I'm so sorry about Jax! I didn't mean it to happen he was talking about killing those girls that are bothering you and I couldn't let him kill anyone! Then he started fighting back and-" I stopped his quick, out of breath, talking.  I talked back loudly sternly the same way, "then talk to him civilly! Doesn't mean beat him with antiques to glass bowls all over! Lay a hand on him like that I will do WORSE to you! You do not touch anyone especially your own god damn family!"

I was obviously in tears. Over half of the visitors, patients, and nurses in the hallway were looking at me. The other were either deaf or polite enough to mind their own business. I could feel their stares. It was freaking me out. I could hear Wyatt apologizing over and over with the phone about 7 inches away from my ear. But not enough for him to be in tears.

I was ferrous! He put the one main person who loves me and helps me in the hospital! His own family! His own brother! Who kind of sick person would do that?! I hung up and stared back at everyone.

I started having ANOTHER anxiety attack. Their stares got to me, I guess. Jax came out just in time and saw me and pulled me into his room faster than he ever has. And fell against the wall and tried grabbing something to grip while a fell, now sitting. He got me water from the sink and tried to give it to me, but I refused. I knew he was in pain from moving so much just for getting water. "drink it!  your gonna pass out!" he yelled trying to put it in my hand, but I pushed it away or took it and put it on the floor. "n-no!" I needed him to be out of pain as soon as possible if I was going to faint or not. My vision got blurry and I felt dizzy. Jax knew and could tell. He went as fast as he could to get a nurse or doctor to help me, that's the last thing I saw and heard till I blacked out though.

I woke up in a hospital bed in the same room with a nurse over me flashing a light in my eyes. I pushed it away from me almost hitting the nurse hard in the face. I looked around where I was and saw Jax in the bed next to me. "are you ok?" asked the nurse in a kind of mad tone since I almost broke her nose. "I'm fine" I sighed and held Jax's hand and felt a little safer again. I needed it big time. I can only fall asleep knowing he's safe. As safe as he can be. Once he's safe, I know I am.

And there I fell asleep holding his hand. Safe.