Chapter II
As I stared out at the passing trees and buildings, I felt myself about drift off to sleep. I was soon shocked awake as a loud guitar rift came though the speakers, "Holy shit, Evan you trying to deafen me?" I said glaring at him. He laughed manically and stuck his tongue out at me, he turned down the music, "We're almost there so, I figured I should wake you up. I thought that would be the best way." he said as we pulled into the doctor's office parking lot. Evan let me out at the entrance as he went to go park the vehicle. I opened the door and smirked as I noticed who was working the front desk.
"Well, who let you out of your cage." I say as I walk up and sign my signature on the form at the counter. "I didn't realize they let children run around like adults." said Sam, he works the front desk at the doctor's office, he also used to work emergency rescue, and was one of the people who worked on me when I got burned. "Don't start with me, you giant man-child. I act older than you all the time, you boob." I say as I take up a place next to the desk and lean up against the wall. I watch as my brother walks in through the door, he sighs silently as he notices Sam, then finds a chair by the wall closest to the door and plops down in it. "Does he still hold that grudge against me for trying to date you?" Sam whispers to me as he types on his computer. "Of course, he's Evan, dude. He'll hold that grudge for eternity." I say as I look at him sympathetically. "Man, he freaks me out when he glares at me. It's like he wants to rip me to shreds." He says as he turns around to get something out of the printer. 'Probably cause he does wants to.' I think as I turn around to notice my brother glaring at the back of Sam's head. I stare at him, and shake my head.
I hear the door that leads from the waiting room to the main part of the doctors office, "Elizabeth." the short, blonde headed nurse calls out into the waiting room. "Well, looks like you're going to have to deal with him for a few hours so...see ya." I say as I walk through the door. The nurse walks next to me, and chuckles "They don't get along?"she asks as she gets my weight and height. "Sam is a perverted, jackass that tried to date me, so naturally my brother really doesn't like him." I say as I go into one of the rooms and grab the t-shirt and short-shorts that was laying on the table. "Ah, so your brother's over-protective?" she says from outside the door as I change my clothes. I open the door and let her back in, " Yea, very much so, I think he sort of blames himself for these." I say as I gesture to the burns, " Though he has no real reason to he still does." She makes a loud snort, " A lot of people blame themselves if something happens to the people they care about." she says.
I nod as I stare at the piece of paper that I have to fill-out, "I just really wish he wouldn't. I mean, he acts like he could have done something to stop it. Like he was the one to do it. But he wasn't there. He was at the house asleep, he couldn't have been there. I mean, I'm pretty sure I would remember if my brother was the one that poured gasoline all over me and lit me on fire. Though I'm pretty sure I would remember anything about that." I say as I color in a body graph of how much is burned on my body and what has the worst damage.
I watch as the doctor walks in the room and closes the door softly behind her. She's a middle aged lady with long dark brown hair, a sun kissed skin tone, and eyes that are a light blue. She sits down on the stool and I notice the tribal tattoos she has going up her arm. She smirks, "You like, huh?" she says with a large grin that says she can already tell what my answer is. "They look amazing." I say staring at the intricate swirls and lines. "Elizabeth," she says as she looks down at the clipboard that's in her hands, "My name is Annabeth and I'm here to try and talk to you about your burns and how you got them. Now, I want ask you a question, if you don't mind, dear." she says as she stares at me up and down looking at the burns covering my body. I shift in my chair sort of expecting what she's going to ask, "No I don't mind, ask away." I say with a small smile on my lips. "What do you remember from the day you got burned?" she says with an eyebrow raised.
"I don't really know, when I try to think about it, it's like I can feel the burning again. I can remember the feel of some things like the wetness of the gasoline, then the searing pain." I say as I write down the names of the medicine that I use on the form. "I remember going there to take a walk through the park and then I remember feeling panicky and running for some reason." I say as I fill-in the simple information on the paperwork, "Though I don't know why I was running or what I was running from. I remember when I got to the tree that I was trying to find my pocket knife and I couldn't find it anywhere on me. I don't know what happened from that point forward but I remember I was suddenly on the ground with something that smelled like gasoline being poured on me. Then just searing, seemingly endless pain covering my body, I remember screaming for what seemed like an eternity and then hearing footsteps and someone talking." I say as I finish the form and hand her the piece of paper.
I release a deep sigh and rub my forehead, "After that it was a blur of being in a helicopter, then in a hospital, and then the operation room. I died on the table twice, my brother and his friends said that they couldn't even find out what hospital I was in, until I woke up and started freaking out. I didn't know where I was just that everything hurt and most of my body was bandaged so, I think freaking out is justified." I say with an airy chuckle. "I told the hospital my brothers name and gave them his number and the house phone number. They got a hold of him and he came up there and started panicking and crying and it was just weird and out of character for him, but I guess its justified. I got out of the hospital and wasn't allowed to be left alone, unless I went to the bathroom or something." I say as I chew the inside of my lip. "Evan's been clingy since that day, I can't do anything without him or one of his friends coming with me or following me." I say as I take a deep breath, "I don't know how to tell him that I'm fine, that I'm still myself." I say as I smirk at my shoes. We continued talking for a hour or so.
"Well I think this is good for the first appointment. I have a good amount of information I'll meet with you in a week. Does that sound good to you?" She says with a big grin on her face. I follow Annabeth out to the waiting room, which my brother was surprisingly missing from. "Just talk to Sam and he'll set you up with an appointment." she says as she walks back into the hallway and the door closes behind her. I walk slowly up to the counter "So," I say as I get him to set the appointment for next week, "Where did overprotective go?" I ask as I take the card with my appointment on it. "He said he was going outside to sit in the car and sleep, but honestly I think it was cause he got tired of glaring at me." Sam said quietly. I snorted as I headed out the door and quickly waved at him. As I hopped in my brothers car I stare at him, "Why do you hate him so much, man?" I say as I put my seat belt on. He looks over at me, chuckles, and sticks his tongue out at me. I didn't notice as his hand reaches around to the volume on the radio and the speakers blast some guitar music, obnoxiously loud. "Gah," I scream as I put my hands over my ears, "You little shit!" I say when he turns the music down. He starts chuckling as we start heading home.
"You know that me and the guys we're thinking about creating a fitness vlog." He says as I as I lay my head against the window. "We were thinking of adding this Slenderman gimmick to it to make it, interesting." He says in a voice that I knew that he only knew what Vinnie had explained to him. "And what do you guys need me to do?" I say as I raise my eyebrows. "I need you to help make the costume." He says as we park in the driveway. I sigh, "Fine. I guess, I can help you guys with the costume." I say as I get out of the car.
"I'll work on the costume tomorrow afternoon, but for now I'm going to bed." I say as I make my way upstairs. "Thanks. Good night." I hear him yell up after me as he goes to tell Vinnie and Jeff that I would do the costume. I walk in my room and head for the bathroom. I take my clothes off and hop in the warm shower. I grab a towel off the rack to cover myself with. I go into my bedroom grabbing my under clothes and throwing them on. I sit down on the vanity and grab some make up wipes and wipe the last bit of it off. I grab my pajamas and throw them on. I jump on my bed and work my way under the covers and preceded to have one of the worst nightmares of my life.