I opened my eyes when a light blinded me. My vision was still blur. My head felt a bit dizzy. As soon as my vision was cleared, I faced . No. Why Mr. Davenport was there? That meant, I was alive. I failed my brother once was too awful to be true. Unfortunately it was. I looked around and noticed that I was in a room. A nice room. Blue walls with flowers painted on them. Really peculiar for a hospital. "Dad?" I managed to speak out.
"Hey, Bree. How do you feel?" He asked me while stroking my hair.
"Good." My voice was a bit sore but I did not care. My first preoccupation was the condition of my little brother.
"Chase?" When he heard my brother's name, his face saddened. "Chase is in surgery. The doctors said it will take long."
I buried my head in the pillow trying not to cry. Then I remembered the last words of Chase. "They can't lose two members of this family." Chase knew he was going to die. That's why he told me that. I felt myself drifting out of consciousness. I was too tired, I guess. My eyes were closed in no time. I felt dad kissing my forehead and them I got lost in the world of dreams.
I found myself in the hospital hall again. This time I was like a ghost. I could see people but they could not see me. I outfaced Chase. "Chase?" I yelled. He turned back and approached me as he was trying to keep himself from falling. Falling? He started to become a ghost like me. He finally made it to my side. "Sorry for yelling at you before. I was nervous. You did not deserve to die because of me."
"Oh Chasey, I did for you. I love you." He smiled. Then he grabbed my hand and darkness overcame us.
A couple of seconds later, I found myself on our lab. Two little kids were there. A boy and a girl. From what it seemed, the girl held the boy in her arms. His head was bleeding and she was trying to stop it and make him by boosting his confidence with words. I realized that they were Chase and me. "Are we..." Before I could finish my sentence, he nodded. It was the day that I gave him my promise. I felt kind of bad and he seemed to have noticed that because he hugged me. "Don't worry sister. I am alright. You see, this world had no pain, no evil. It's really nice."
"Chase, don't go. Mr. Davenport needs you, Adam, Leo, Tasha need you. I need you."
"Bree it's not permanent. I will not let you down. I might not be the same when I come back but at least we will be together. You, me,Adam and Leo will be fine." With that my world went dark again.
I felt someone talking to me. I opened my eyes. It was Leo. He was talking about some video games. It was the first time I enjoyed his little speech.
"Hey." I told him quietly. His face seemed sad. "Leo what's going on?" He cracked a smile. A fake smile.
"Leo, what's going on?" I asked panicked. "Where are Adam and Mr. Davenport?" I cried. He looked at me intensively. There was a moment of silence between us. The door broke it. It was Mr. Davenport. "Dad, what is going on?" He looked down on the floor.
"He is out of surgery. He is fine." I sighed in relief. "However..." I panicked again.
"However, his damage was so big that they could not fix his nerve system. His legs are totally useless." No, no, no. My brother will never walk again. It's all my fault. If I had supersped to save him from Marcus, none of these would have happened.
"Can I see him?" I asked. Dad nodded politely.
As I was about to insert Chase's room, a wave of dizziness crossed through my head and I stumbled. Fortunately Adam caught me in time. "Are you okay?" he asked. I smiled at him. He took it as a yes and we walked through our brother's room. He was lying there in the same position as before. Only now he had an extra tube connected to his mouth in order to breath. I stared at him. He might be in pain physically, but mentally his mind was clear and free. He looked like an angel on these white sheets that covered him. I sat next to him, smiling.
"Why do you smile Bree?" Adam asked.
"Because no matter what happens to him, he will be fine. He promised. He won't let us down."