This story is sad as hell...point blank. Just saying. I'm gonna start uploading the funny one at the same time as this because I need to get back to writing comedy.

Amber looked to her mother, who hadn't stopped crying since they got there the night before. She'd gone through two boxes of tissues with worry about her son. It seemed like an eternity before the doctor came outside to meet them.

"Are you Nathaniel's mother?"
"Yes! How is my baby, doctor?"
The doctor sighed and looked down.

"You might want to sit down before I say this."
She looked at Amber before sitting back down and preparing herself for unfortunate news.

"How is he," she practically whispered.

"The impact when his head hit the bed frame caused severe trauma to his head. It caused brain damage."
She almost fainted when she heard those words. Amber repeated them to herself for a moment before looking up at the doctor.

"So…is he…different?"
"I'm afraid so. He is conscious now, but he'll have to learn to walk and talk all over again. He might need help going to the restroom but we have someone to assist him with that until he is out of the hospital."
Amber held her mother's hand as the woman sobbed uncontrollably.

"Will he remember us?"
"That's the thing. We need to see if he will because if not he will have to be conditioned and put under special care for a while before you can take him home. Of course, visiting hours will be around the clock so he can become familiar and comfortable with you before you take him home."
Amber was heartbroken. Her twin brother was abused to the point where he could not physically function. He would never be the same person again, and it would take a lot of work before he could regain a sense of independence.

"Okay…let me see my baby…"
Amber held her mother's hand as they followed the doctor to Nathaniel's room. The man paused before opening the door.

"Try not to be overwhelmed by what you see."
Amber took a deep breath as the man opened the door. They followed him in to see Nathaniel lying on the hospital bed with tubes up his nose and needles in his arm. A constant beeping told them his heart monitor was nearby. He looked over to them when they stepped in. Amber watched him closely.

"Nathaniel, your mother and sister are here."
He blankly stared at them. Amber felt her heart shatter. Had he really forgotten who they were?
"Do you remember them?"
Nathaniel made a noise and the doctor looked over to the females. They came a little closer and Nathaniel looked at them. He made the noise again. The doctor watched his heart monitor.

"Judging by the fact that his heart rate has increased a bit and he looks sort of happy, I think he remembers you two. Try to hug him or talk to him."
Amber got closer and leaned down to hug her brother. He returned the embrace quietly crying as she held him in her arms.

"We're gonna help you, Nath. Okay?"
He made the noise again before looking over to his mother.

"Umm ahh…"
Amber looked over to her mother.

"Mom, I think he wants you to come over."
She inched closer to her son, trying her best to force a smile for him. He held up his arms as best as he could to hug her but she just froze. His smile vanished and he grunted.

"Uhhh…"
She remained still as her smile vanished.

"Mom, are you alright?"
She looked over to Amber before looking back to Nathaniel. Tears began to well up in his eyes again as he grunted louder.

"UUHHH!"
She remained standing still for a moment before rushing from the room. Amber hurried after her.

"Mom! Why did you do that?!"
"My baby is…oh my god!"
"All he wanted was a hug!"
"I didn't want to hurt him and…he's not my baby anymore! He's a different person. It's like Nathaniel wasn't even there."
"Are you serious?! Listen to what you're saying! A head injury makes him not your child now?!"
"Yes!"
"So who is his mother?!"
"I don't know, but that isn't my Natty!"
Amber gave her mother a disgusted look before going back into the room. Nathaniel was throwing a major tantrum (major for him considering he could barely move) on the bed. His heartbeat skyrocketed as he grunted and cried for his mother. Amber and the doctor tried to calm him, but it was no use. In the end, he had to be given sedatives. He fell asleep soon after, tears still rolling down his cheeks before it all got dark.

Amber rode back to the house with their mother in silence. She knew that if she started to speak to the woman, it would not be nice. They entered the house quietly and went their separate ways. Nearly an hour later, Amber began to head up the stairs to go to her room when she heard noise coming from Nathaniel's room. She looked in to see her mother throwing what little he owned into a trash bag.

"What are you doing?"
"He's not coming home. He's not my baby anymore."
"Mom! Stop it!"
She tried to take the bag from her mother but the woman was hellbent on getting rid of Nathaniel's things. Amber took the bag from her mother and the two began to fight over Nathaniel's things for a while before her mother finally gave up.

"I'm getting rid of all of his shit! He is not coming back here! That is final!"
Amber threw her hands up in frustration before carrying Nathaniel's belongings to her room. She then grabbed his car keys (he had a car) and hurried back outside to drive back to the hospital.

The next morning, Nathaniel woke up and looked over to see Amber asleep next to his bed. He tried to speak to her.

"Ahhh uhh"

She opened her eyes and smiled when she saw he was awake. She stood and walked over to him, sitting on the bed next to him.

"Hey, Nath. How are you?"
He grunted happily in response.

"Uhh"
She smiled and kissed his forehead. Right then, the doctor reentered.

"Hello again, miss. He is doing just fine and should be able to go home today."
She looked back to Nathaniel.

"Yay! You get to come back with me today."
"Ahh!"
"Yeah!"

A few hours later, Nathaniel was discharged from the hospital. Amber wheeled him out into the parking lot and began to help him into the car when a young man, about her age came up to her.
"Need help?"
She looked up, her face going blank as she gazed at the handsome guy in front of her.

"Y-yes…I'm try to get my b-brother in to the c-car."
"Okay."
The man walked around in front of Nathaniel and crouched to his level.

"Deep breath."
Nathaniel took a breath and the man helped him out of the chair and into the car. They put his legs into place and folded his chair so he could get into the car before closing the door.

"Thanks for helping me…"
"Castiel."
"Oh. Nice to meet you, Castiel. Thanks for helping me with my brother."
"No problem."

They got back to the house and Amber helped him into his wheelchair before rolling him up into the house. After the long journey up the stairs with him, she took him to his room to see that his bed was gone.

"What the he-"
"I told you he wasn't coming back here! You just don't listen to me!"
She looked back to see her mother standing there, glaring at her. Nathaniel, having forgotten what happened the day before held one of his arms out to his mother.

"Aahhhh"
She gave him a disgusted look before walking out of the room. Nathaniel stopped and looked to Amber as tears welled up in his eyes again.

"Shh...it's alright. It isn't your fault. You didn't do anything wrong."
She helped Nathaniel to her room and sat him on her bed before removing his hospital attire.

"You'll sleep in here with me from now on, okay?"
"Aaaeeeeee"

She giggled at her brother before helping him into the sheets and pulling the covers up.

Later that night, she was about to drift off to sleep when Nathaniel gently tapped her.

"Hmm? Yes Nath?"
"Aahhh ohhhh"
"Hmm?"
He groaned a bit and reached down under the blanket.

"Oh! You have to go!"
She helped him out of bed and into his wheel chair before rolling him to the restroom. She helped him onto the toilet and waited for him to do his business before cleaning him up and helping him to the sink. They washed their hands and she took him back to the bedroom. She could tell already that this was going to be a long process.