me:omg! more Brick! xD
fangirls:were Brick this time!
me:*points to a new cell* =0
Brick:*smirking and being crazy* hehehe
Butch&Boomer:Shana doesnt own anything expect her OCS! enjoy!
Puffs:The OCs are Matt and Jason!
Brick:and happy Friday the 13th *smirks sexy*
Brick P.O.V:
I glared at my so called father. What the fuck was he doing here?
"Stop glaring at me" he said. I was about to say something but something else came out. I got on my knees (which was painful) and threw up blood. My brothers ran to my side. Boomer on left. Butch on right. If I wasn't throwing up my blood and my cakes I would smirk.
"B-Brick! Are you going to be ok?" said Boomer. He sounded afraid.
"Brick…hang in there bro" said Butch. He also sounded afraid. I hated this. I hate worrying my brothers. That's not wrong! I'm supposed to worry about them! I looked and came face to face with the doctor. I pouted.
"Mr. Augustine-"the doctor started but I cut him off.
"My last name is Valentine" I said.
"Who gave you permission to change your last name?" Matt said pissed off.
"Me. I hate the last name Augustine"
"That's my last name" I heard Jason say.
"Exactly why I changed-"I couldn't finish my cause I ended up throwing up blood again.
"Stop fuckin talking!" yelled Butch.
"Calm down Butch. Come on Brick. Get into bed." Said Boomer.
"How can I fuckin calm down!" Butch yelled at Boomer. I stopped throwing up and sighed.
"Butch-"I started.
"Don't start! How can I calm down! My older brother is throwing up blood!" he yelled. Boomer and I looked at him.
"He has a point…" Boomer whispered.
"Guys. Stop worrying about me. I'm fine" I said.
"No you're not" said Boomer. I was going to answer back but instead I winced in pain. I felt eyes look at me. My arms felt like needles were going through it. I looked at my arms and they looked shitty. There were bandages on them. I started to take them off.
"Whoa whoa whoa! Stop that!" yelled Butch trying to stop me.
"Brick! Please stop!" yelled Boomer also trying to stop me.
"Stop! My arms burn!" I yelled. I finally took off my bandages and saw strange marking on them. The markings looked like someone stitched them on me. I felt Matt death glare. He started walking towards me and he grabbed me by the wrist, pulling me up. I ended up throwing up more blood. I gritted on my wrist and examined my arm.
"Fuckin let go of me you damn pedophile!" I screamed at him.
"Why the fucks do you have those markings on your arm?" he yelled back. I growled at him taking back my arm.
"Are you doing witchcraft!" I glared at him. Shit. Yes I have. But I had too. I didn't want Blossom to forget me. I thought I could use forbidden (that's right) witchcraft so Blossom could have dreams about me. Not nightmares. That backfired on me. The hallucinations were side effects I guess. But the hell I gave Blossom was something I never wanted. But I couldn't stop it. I looked towards my brothers. They had shock washed over their faces.
"Yes I was doing witchcraft…" and then I got punched in the face and died. No I'm just joking about the part where I die. But I did get punched. I flew back and hit the wall. And blood came out of my mouth.
"I deserved that" I looked at who punched me. Not shocking.
It was Butch.
"You did witchcraft! You fuckin idiot! That shit can kill you!" he screamed at me. I pushed myself off the wall, cracking my neck. Shit that hurt.
"I know. But I don't care." And then I got punched again. I hit the same wall. Same place. More blood came out. Damn it. I looked at who punched me this time. Kind of shocking.
It was Boomer.
"How can you say that you don't care! You fuckin dumbass! We would care! Don't ever fuckin say that!" he also screamed. I did the same thing again. I pushed myself off the wall. But I started losing my balance. And when I thought I fall again, Jason caught me.
"Whoa there. Let's get you in bed" he said. He helped me to my bed and I lied down. I bite my lip. I wanted the pain gone.
"Come boys. Let the doctor help Brick" said Matt. Everyone walked out and Matt closed the door and I was left alone with the doctor and Jason.
"Already then. Let me help me" said the doctor.
XoXo
It's been 3 days now since the accident. I feel like a depressed. I haven't eaten or drank anything. All I do is sit in bed and talk to my brothers. But they don't talk back to me. They just listen. Well Boomer does. Butch mad at me and refuses to go near me. He also locked himself in his room. I sighed. I was alone right now. Boomer just left a while back. My wounds were going away slowly. Very slowly. But the one on my back. The one Dexter gave me. It would probably take fuckin forever to heal. Damn him. I stared at the sheets. Damn I felt lonely, in pain and sad.
I sighed again. I got out of bed and winced in pain slightly. I had to ignore the pain. I had too. I walked towards my closest. I picked out my clothes and walked into the bathroom. After I brushed my teeth and etc. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a black t-shirt with a red jacket over it (I left it unzipped), black skinny and my red converses. I didn't really care about my looks right now. But there was something missing.
My hat.
Blossom still had it. Guess I'll have to go get it back. I smirked (damn my smirk is awesome).
"Guess I'll have to visit Blossom again" I grabbed my iPhone and grabbed an empty red backpack. I threw my iPhone in there. I also threw my headphones, my iPod, some money, my charger, Blossom ribbon (I stole it from her), a book, and my sweets in there and closed the it and put the backpack over one of my shoulders. I feel like I'm running away. I'm sort of am. Who cares? I started walking towards the doors that lead to a balcony. It was night. Around 11. I closed the doors and started flying towards Blossom house. I flew slowly. I was still in pain and I was still sick. And when I mean by sick I mean the witchcraft is like affecting me and shit. Then I realized something.
"I don't know where Blossom lives" I stopped flying and stood in midair. Damn I'm an idiot. They moved 8 months ago or something. I guess I'll have to ask for directions. I floated down and started heading somewhere. Maybe I should have thought this though. I'll ask someone. I shrugged. Was I running away? Maybe.
"Doesn't matter."
BRICK STAY IN BED YOU HOBO!
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