Darn Stupid Brother You Are by Mairee

Chapter 7

(Angel's POV)

I refused to back down. "No. I'm not leaving, until you do something! He's bleeding everywhere!"

Dr. Nixon sighed and flicked her wrists at the medics standing at the door. "Please, take this young lady outside. She's being hysterical."

The medics approached me, their faces stern and unfriendly. One of them grabbed my arm roughly and said, "Time to go, sweetheart. You're not helping."

I tried to shake him off, but he held tight. "Let me go! I need to be with my brother!"

The other medic sneered at me. "You mean step... right? I'm sorry you don't get to stay. Now, come on."

They dragged me out of the ward, as I screamed, then the door closed behind me.

As they brought me outside, I struggled against them, but they held me firm. "Let me go! I need to know what's happening to him!"

One of the medics rolled his eyes, and they both dumped me on the floor. "You'll find out about your 'brother' when the doctor decides to tell you. Now, calm down and stop making a scene."

I stopped fighting, as they went back inside, realizing it was futile. I took a deep breath and tried to compose myself. But I couldn't help but cry.

on the floor there, I heard footsteps coming. I didn't care if I got caught right at this moment. I

she demanded, her voice low and angry. "I told you to stay in

back, feeling more boldness than fear. "Miss Stefan, I had to see Hendrix. I had to

his girlfriend. You're just his stepsister, and you need to start acting

the rules. And now, you're worried about Hendrix?" She took a step closer to me, her eyes blazing. "You need to focus on your own problems, Angel. You need to focus on your own

throat as I tried to hold back tears. I knew Miss Stefan was right.

my ground, feeling more defiant than ever. "Yes, I'm worried about him. And I have a right to know what's going on. Why are you guys being so secretive, Miss Stefan? Why won't you tell me what's happening to him?" Miss Stefan scoffed and she had that 'if looks could kill' expression on her face. So, the kind face she puts on is a farçade after all. "You think you have a right to know? You think you're entitled to information about Hendrix's treatment?" I scrunched up my brows, wondering where she was going with this. "Of course! Yes, I do. I'm his stepsister, and I care about him. And I don't like the way you're being fishy about this. Something's going on, and I want to know what it is." Miss Stefan's face turned red with anger. "How dare you!" she spat. "You're just a rebellious girl who thinks

know that something's not right here," I said.

said. "Try to find out if you can.

stubbornly, folding my arms and acting like I

with anger as she glared at me. "Are you ignoring me? Is it so

I know what you guys

up. "You're not going to dictate what happens here, Angel. You're a patient,

patient

care," I said. "I'm

expression turned cold. "Fine. If you won't leave,

was disobeying Miss Stefan. She would lecture me for hours, and maybe even take away my privileges. But I wasn't going to back down. This was Hendrix we

I said, trying to sound braver than I felt. "I'm sure she'd love to hear about how you're treating us like prisoners, and taking away our rights to

mother will be very upset when she hears about your behavior. And you'll be the one who has to deal with the consequences." I swallowed hard, trying not to show my

not leaving," I said, trying