Ch. 3
Sunday rolled around as if Saturday had never come. Malcolm still hadn't gone to see Stevie, convincing himself all sorts of things.
Malcolm was in his room when Reese busted in "Isn't it about time you saw Stevie?" He angrily stated. "His mom called and he wants to see you."
Malcolm diverted his eyes, as he opened his mouth to make an excuse, Reese stopped him. "Don't even try to tell me some lame ass excuse. I get it your afraid of doctors."
"Reese I'm not afraid of doctors."
What am I afraid of
"Malcolm I used to be afraid of a lot of things, then I got bigger and I got 'Pain and Punisher.'" He held up his left and right fists.
"Reese! Would you just stop?! I'm not afraid of doctors. I'm not going to see Stevie because I don't want to see Stevie because..."
"Oh get off it Malcolm. Your best friend is in the hospital, he might die and your not going to see him do I look like I have a best friend I can go see, ever see any of my friends coming around to my house? You are lucky to have Stevie and your just going to put your feelings above his just because your what, scared well I'm sure Stevie is a lot more scared then you and his parents. Were going down I'm dragging you down there. For Stevie."
Malcolm looked in cold science at his brother; he stood up and exited the room.
Standing at the entrance to St. Joseph's Hospital for Children, he took a breath in
For Stevie