Jasons POV
It's been 2 hours since we have been sitting in the waiting room. To my great relief, Dylan and Justin, along with Liam walked into the waiting room. Justin immediately ran to hug me upon seeing me. He was a mess, and I held him as if it were the last time I would see him. Dylan used that time in the waiting room to tell me everything that happened.
We still don't know what happened with Veronica, as Dylan said she was gone when they left. After Lisa is okay and everyone is safe I will make it a top priority to put her along with, who I now know is Liams Dad, behind bars.
I hadn't told Dylan or Justin that Dad was gone and I had no idea how I would tell Lisa. If I could tell Lisa. I dismissed the thought quickly. Lisa was going to be fine. They said her injury wasn't too bad. She was going to be okay.
I had to keep positive and strong. If not for me, for everyone else. We have been here a while so it can't be much longer till they call us back. Liam suddenly got up and started leaving. "Where are you going?" Dylan asked looking up at him. Liam didn't stop and continued walking out, completely ignoring Dylan. After a few minutes of hesitation, Dylan walked out after him. I didn't go after him because I knew he would handle it.
Dylans POV
I walked out and saw Liam sat against the wall with his head in his hands. Part of me didn't want to follow him out. I wanted him to keep walking and not come back, but then again...I understood him. "She's gonna hate me now," he said. "She's not going to want anything to do with me after this," he continued. I sighed and sat next to him. Whether he knew it or not, we were pretty much in the same situation.
"That's not true and you know that," I said after a few seconds of silence.
Liam looked up and it's the first time I've seen him scared. Even when we were interrogating him, when we threatened him, he didn't seem as scared as he did now. "My father did this to her. He's the reason she is here. I promise I didn't know he would do that," he said. Did he think I blamed him?
"My mother manipulated the entire thing...whether any of us like it we have that in common. Neither of my parents are any good. Sadly we don't choose who our parents are," I said looking out into the horizon. The sun was starting to set and in any other situation, this would have been calming.
"Doesn't change the fact that I blame myself," he mumbled.
"I know."
I completely understood what he was feeling. I looked over at Liam who was staring out into the distance. "I can't go in to see her. Not when I know it's my father who caused this in the first place," he said. "Could you tell me how she is?... Once you know shes ok?"
I stopped myself from rolling my eyes, even though he probably wouldn't see. "I'm not going to because you're going in to see her," I said looking at him. He was about to protest before I cut him off.
"I don't care what you think. How do you think she will feel if she sees that you of all people aren't there for whenever she wakes us?" I asked. He gritted his teeth and looked away. "I just..can't ok?"
"Yes, you can! None of this is your fault. It's our parents and Jason will make sure they both get what they deserve," I said. I don't know if I was even getting to him. It's amazing how fast the roles changed. Instead of asking him to leave Lisa alone, I was begging him to stay here for when she wakes up.
"Liam?" I asked when he didn't say anything. That was when I noticed he was actually crying. If you don't know what an awkward situation is, then here you go. Now you know. He abruptly got up and I followed.
"I can't go to see her, Dylan. My father has done too many things in my family and I haven't done anything about it. I can't sit back now. Especially after this." He started walking away from the hospital towards his car, but then stopped. "Let me know if she's okay," he said solemnly.
"So you're just going to leave!?" I shouted after him, but he already stepped into his car and drove off. I watched him drive away until he was completely out of sight. I swore under my breath and walked back inside. Hopefully, Lisa doesn't ask about him.
Once I walked back in I saw Jason speaking with a nurse. My heart rate immediately sped up. It could either be good news, or bad. But upon seeing the nurses face I sighed of relief. It was good news.
Jason looked back at us and gestured for us to follow him and the nurse. Jacob got Justin and, eagerly we walked past the hospital room doors waiting for the nurse to stop at the one Lisa was in. 104, 103, 102, 101. We stopped in front of room 101.
"Now make sure you are quiet and gentle. She should be awake within the next hour," The nurse said with a gentle smile. We all nodded, waiting for her to let us in. I walked in to see that I had most likely overexaggerated everything.
She just had an IV in and a bandage wrapped around her head. Besides being on the pale side, she didn't look too bad. Coming to that conclusion was very relieving. This one day felt like 3 years. "So she got some stitches in the back of her head and also some fluids for the hypovolemic shock-"
"What's that?" Jason asked worriedly. "It's when there is an extreme loss of blood or fluids from the body and the heart is unable to pump the oxygen around, but don't worry you got her here in time that we were able to deal with it right away okay?"
Jason nodded as if processing the information. "We also want to keep her here for maybe a night or two to monitor her before we send her home. Home. Although it should sound exciting to just go home after this, the thought wasn't very appealing. I'd rather go somewhere else rather than home at the moment. And the image...it was just too much.
"Can I get you guys anything?" The nurse asked. I almost forgot she was still here. "No we're fine," Jason said giving her a brief smile.
She nodded and walked out. Jacob was already seated in a chair near Lisa's bed holding her hand and just staring at her. I didn't feel like sitting any more than I had to so I opted to stand near the end of the hospital bed instead.
My phone started buzzing and I looked down to see a text message from Grayson.
Gray- Bro, I just got this new game we could play I'm coming to your house now.
After all of this time, I hadn't thought once to call or text him. I was too worried to explain anything to anyone else.
Dylan- I'm not at home I'm at the hospital. I'll talk to you in person.
I texted him back. I sighed and looked around the room. Everyone aged about 2-3 years in a few hours and I was starving. "Do you guys want anything to eat?" I asked. No one answered. Not even Justin, who would have flown at the opportunity. "You and Justin should go and get something," Jason finally answered looking at me.
I raised an eyebrow at him. Despite hearing that Lisa would be okay, he looked anxious and he barely made eye contact with me. "Are you okay?" I asked. At this point, we should be. At least to the best we could. Seeing Jason nervous made me nervous because if he was nervous something must definitely be wrong.
"Yeah, everything's fine. Just get something to eat with Justin. We'll be in here when you get back," he said. He gave a brief smile, but it was obviously fake. I gestured for Justin to come and we left for the cafeteria.
Jasons POV
"We have to tell them, Jason," Jacob said after a few minutes of silence. I sighed and nodded. "I know, I know, but we are already dealing with something and-"
"But they need to know now rather than later," Jacob cut me off. I sighed and looked over at Lisa who was still asleep. She would be the hardest to tell. "Plus they are going to have questions. I mean they saw..." Jacob trailed off.
I nodded knowing what he meant. "Yeah, I'll tell them when they get back," I said. Jacob laughed, but it was humorless. "Look at the bright side. At least we weren't super close to him,' he said. There were a few moments of silence before he continued. "So why does it feel like we were?" he mumbled looking out the window.
I swallowed not really knowing what to say. You'd think we wouldn't care as much, being the oldest and not being close at all to Johnathan but despite that, It still hurt. I think it was more so just being scared of having to tell Justin, Dylan and most especially, Lisa. I looked at her wrist where she still had the bracelet that he gave her. Yeah, it would definitely be hard.
Lisa POV
Everything was blurry. My hearing was fuzzy, and I just felt like all of my senses were blocked. I opened my eyes and it took a while for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. There was just white light coming in from underneath the door.
Where was I?
This wasn't my bed, nor was it my room. I looked around some more until I realized that I was in the hospital. The sound and smell were all too familiar. The heartrate machine was slowly getting faster. I suddenly felt an aching pain in my head and squinted my eyes closed until the pain passed. When I opened my eyes there was a figure standing above me. He was just holding my hand and staring at the heartrate machine. Why was he holding my hand? And who was he? Just then the door opened and in walked a nurse.
"Oh it's quite dark in here I see," She said laughing briefly. "How is everything going?" she asked walking over to my bed. I could feel myself getting more and more anxious. "Um, the heartrate machine. It keeps going faster. It's not supposed to do that right?" someone said. It was the person standing right above me.
The lights were suddenly turned on and I was blinded. It took a few moments before I could open my eyes and could see clearly now three figures standing above me. The scary part was that I didn't recognize any of them.
"Oh I see you're awake," the nurse said smiling at me. Her smile was somewhat comforting but I was still very confused. I really just didn't want any of these people here. Except for the nurse maybe, but these other people I didn't know. They were all crowding around my bed trying to get my attention.
"Okay, okay let's give her some space. I need to check a few things over," she said. Everyone else reluctantly moved away, but literally only an inch. The nurse gave them a look and they moved a little further.
"Alright nod if you can hear me," she said and I nodded. I tried not to focus on the 5 pairs of eyes staring back at me. "What's your name?" she asked. My eyes went wide. What was my name? The heartrate machine started going faster as I was getting more and more anxious. I didn't know my name.
"What's going on? Why doesn't she know her name?" One of the many boys asked. "Calm down calm down. This is common after these kinds of injuries," the nurse said to the others.
"Your name is Annalisa, do you remember now?" she asked. I thought and thought hard, but that name sounded foreign to me. "Do you remember these people?" she asked the question I was dreading.
I looked over at them and at their faces, but they were all unfamiliar. I could see the hurt and fear in their eyes, but I simply didn't know who they were. "I-I'm sorry I don't know who they are," I said on the verge of tears. "But, Lisa its us. Its your brothers," the one closest to me said. Everyone was looking at me with sadness and I didn't want that look.
"Hey, hey it's ok," The nurse said completely blocking my view from everyone else. "Can, I just go home?" I asked quietly. Oddly enough I didn't even know what or where home was at the moment, but certainly, it had to be better than staying here.
"Sweetie, these are your brothers and friend do you remember?" she asked looking at me. Why does she keep asking if I remember? I clearly don't. "It's okay if you don't remember them right now okay? Your memories will start coming back shortly, but until then stay in bed and keep getting rest. I will call a doctor in shortly to check some things out okay?"
Her tone was light and her voice was sweet. It made me feel like everything was okay. I nodded in response. She gestured for everyone to come out and very reluctantly the did so, but before the last one came out he looked at me and there was so much sadness in his eyes it was heartbreaking.
"Do you really not remember us, or...me?" he asked his voice cracking at the end. I couldn't look at him anymore there was too much sadness. I looked down at my hands instead. Why couldn't I remember them?
~Overprotective~
A few minutes later one of the guys from earlier walked back into the room. I got really nervous for a few seconds that the rest of them would come too, but when he shut the door behind him, I knew it was just him.
I watched his every move to see what he would do next. I didn't know if I could trust him. Maybe he was here to hurt me.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm not here to hurt you," he said very calmly. He kept a little bit of distance but still came near my bed. "Lisa I'm-I'm Jason," he said. "Your oldest brother."
I looked at him waiting for him to go on but he didn't. It's as if he was waiting for me to say that I remembered him, which I still didn't.
He used his thumb and cautiously wiped away a stray tear that had begun to fall. "It's alright sweetie. Do you see I'm not here to hurt you right?" He asked. I nodded and he moved closer and carefully held my hand.
I flinched a little at the contact and the look on his face made me regret it right away. "I'm really sorry I just don't know who you are or anyone else out there. I really wish I did right now. I could see that it's making everyone upset and I don't want to be the reason for that-" I cried.
"Hey, stop it's alright. It's not your fault. It's okay. You'll get your memories back you'll get them all," he said hugging me. I hugged him back and cried into his shirt. I was starting to get that feeling like I should know him.
"I'm just going to stay here with you okay? So that you're not alone," he said. I nodded and he continued hugging me as if he didn't want to let me go. He sat in the chair that was already near the bed.
"I'm still very sorry-" I started to say but was cut off. "Don't apologize, Lisa. I'm just-" he paused for a few seconds and rubbed his face. "I'm very relieved that nothing worse happened to you," he said looking at me. There were tears in his eyes that hadn't fallen and he quickly blinked them away.
"Don't be upset," I mumbled. "I'm going to get my memories back," I said. I was starting to believe it now. He smiled at me, but it didn't reach his eyes.
"Lisa, um," he started. I caught him looking at the bracelet on my wrist. "Uh, you won't know what I am talking about right now, which is probably why I am telling you now. It's just easier for me," he started. He made sure I was facing him and held both of my hands.
"Well, for starters you got this bracelet from Dad. He gave it to you as a promise that he would never leave you or us again. ....and he really tried to stick to that."
My mind was going crazy. I had no idea what he was talking about but the more I looked at the bracelet the more I felt like I was starting to remember things.
"Well, um, Dad, Dad didn't make it. He was shot and...he didn't make it." There was simply silence in the air. I stared at nothing processing everything. Dad. Dad. Jason as I now know was staring at me. "Say something. Anything," he said pleadingly.
Dad. Johnathan. Mom. Veronica. Mom shot Dad. Everything came back like a flood. Why I was here in the first place. Who all of those people were. They were my brothers, and Grayson was here too.
I remember being trapped in our house and the gun going off and my head wound. Then Jason wouldnt let me see anything and after a while, I lost consciousness. I didn't even get to see Dad one last time.
I looked back up at Jason and I could tell he knew that I had my memories back, just by the look on my face. "Wait?" I asked my voice cracking. "He's gone?" I whispered. I wasn't prepared for this. I couldn't be. "Yes. I'm so sorry sweetie," he said pulling me back into a hug. I was numb.
Just when things could have possibly been going really good in our life. In the long run, Dad could have moved back in, Jason could catch a break from playing parent and we would be a semi-normal family. But we couldnt...not anymore, not ever. All because Dad was gone. He was killed by his own wife, our mother.
"Why?" I sobbed into his shirt. "It's gonna be okay," he mumbled whiles rubbing my back. How could it be ok? Our Mom is now a murderer and Dad was dead. We've officially lost both of our parents...permanently. Jason carefully moved me over so that he could sit next to me on the bed.
"I promise I won't let anything like this happen again," he said kissing my forehead. I got up from laying on him and looked up at him. "Wait, you think all of this is your fault?" I asked. "I'm supposed to protect you all, not watch you get hurt, " he replied.
"But you didn't. You're the reason that I am alive," I said. It was a deep thought at the back of my head, but nonetheless I did think of what would have happened if I wasn't brought to the hospital.
"Don't doubt yourself. I couldn't ask for a better brother," I said laying on him. As sad as I was about...Dad. I was more than relieved that Mom didn't shoot Jason or Jacob. Jason and I just layed there in silence, enjoying the presence of each other. After today, I realize that this was something that was easily taken for granted.
After a while, I felt my eyes getting more and more heavy. But I didn't want to go to sleep. Especially now that I could remember everything. Everything. Eventually, I found myself giving in any way. I needed it.
~Overprotective~
Hello Everyone! I'm extremely sorry for the long wait. I've just been dealing with some stuff and writing wasn't really on my mind at the moment but I'm back and still very sorry for the long wait. Please forgive me (Insert puppy dog face)
I would say we have about 2-3 more chapters of this book before it is completely finished! And I am definitely sad to finish it :(
Butttt on a different note there will be a sequalll so we will still get to see everyone else and they wont be gone forever. :)
Don't be shy to comment what you thought, or suggestions. Oh and also I started med terminology so I was trying to sound smart earlier in the story but please do correct me if I am wrong. I promise I will not get mad at you!
Anyway, until next time....
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