What Was That All About?

My parents, Dustin, and I spent the night at the hospital. The doctor's said Angela had severe brain damage and had to be put in a medically induced coma. They said they needed to keep her this way until they could further evaluate her condition. I woke up stuck to a leather couch in a pool of drool. As soon as I woke up, I ran to the bathroom and then tiptoed into Angela's room. She was still hooked up to machines and asleep. I grabbed her hand and closed my eyes. Our twin telepathy can only work if both of us are in a heightened mental state at the same time. I thought maybe it would work, but quickly realized that an unconscious mind is not exactly in a heightened mental state. I sighed, but continued to hold her hand. I heard footsteps walk in behind me, but I didn't turn around because I just figured it was a nurse.

"I can't believe this is happening. Isn't my life terrible enough? Haven't I suffered enough?" I mumbled.

"It's not your fault," I heard a whisper behind me and finally turned around.

It was Dustin.

"What are you doing in here?" I asked, annoyed.

"I guess the same thing you're doing. Questioning my existence and blaming myself." He said this with a serious tone so I knew he wasn't joking.

I ignored him and pat Angela's head. I could tell he wanted to talk.

"So, what was up with yesterday?" he asked and I almost wanted to slap him.

"Really, Dustin. My sister is…just…why are you bringing that up now?" I was so upset that I could barely express a coherent sentence.

"I figured this is the only time we'll both be together for a while so I may as well ask now." He sat down in a chair beside Angela's bed.

"I don't know," I mumbled nonchalantly. I really didn't want to talk to him because I didn't know what to say.

"You're just using that as a copout. I know that you know why you kissed me yesterday." he said as he crossed him arms.

"I kissed you because I like you. You already knew that." I exclaimed.

"No, that isn't the reason," Dustin said, shaking his head. "You've kissed me before but never in the middle of a basketball game while your sister is in full view."

"Well, what do you want me to say, Dustin? That I saw her looking at you and it made me mad. That I kissed you out of anger?" I let go of Angela's hand and faced Dustin.

"No, not out of anger, but jealousy." He stood up and uncrossed his arms with that stupid smirk on his face.

"Way to be the big winner, Dustin. Two girls vying for your attention and one in a coma. I bet your feel like a big man, now." I angrily said, raising my voice, but not quite yelling.

"It isn't about that. It's just about how you said you wanted to just go to the game as friends and then you turn around and change your mind. Where do we stand Lil? Is it over or not?" He just stood and stared at me. I was speechless for at least four minutes. Then out of nowhere I left the room in a huff. I couldn't think straight. I needed to get out of that hospital. As I shuffled down the hallway I heard my mom yell after me to ask where I was going.

"To Dirk's house," I muttered back without turning around as I got into the elevator.