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I sat on the bed in the doctor's room while Gerard and I waited for the doctor to come back with x-rays. The room was quiet. All you could her was outside the room we were in.
"M-Mikey..." Gerard mumbled breaking the silence.
I looked up from the blue tiled, white spotted floor. "Yeah? I mumbled holding my wrist lightly.
"W-why'd you do it?" He asked still not speaking loudly but loud enough so I could hear him.
I sighed and looked at the floor. I don't really know why I hit my hand on the table. I wasn't really thinking. It was an impulse. I didn't mean to hit my wrist against the table that hard. Maybe I did it to get my anger out? Maybe I did it because I am a douche? I don't know why I did it.
I shrugged my shoulder and looked back down at the hospital room floor.
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The door swung up minutes later. It was the doctor with the x-rays.
She smiled at me. "Well Mr. Way, you've only fractured your radius in your wrist. We thought it would be much worse with how you described it."
I nodded. She to me to hold out my wrist so she could put on the cast thing. I did as told.
She left the room one more time to get something for my wrist. The room fell silent for another time.
"I'm such a loser..." I mumbled to myself looking at the tile flooring again.
"Don't say that Mikey," Gerard stated. "Don't call yourself that. It's not true."
I shook my head. "Gerard, I can't even stick with a girlfriend. I'm a loser."
"Mikey, you're not a loser. If I wasn't your brother, we'd be married." Gerard uttered.
I looked at him curiously. He was biting his lip and looking at the floor.
"What..." I muttered still awestruck at from what my brother had told me.
"N-Nothing...it's not important. But you're not a loser Mikey."
I sighed and nodded, still not believing a word he said.
"M-Mikey..." Gerard mumbled breaking the silence.
I looked up from the blue tiled, white spotted floor. "Yeah? I mumbled holding my wrist lightly.
"W-why'd you do it?" He asked still not speaking loudly but loud enough so I could hear him.
I sighed and looked at the floor. I don't really know why I hit my hand on the table. I wasn't really thinking. It was an impulse. I didn't mean to hit my wrist against the table that hard. Maybe I did it to get my anger out? Maybe I did it because I am a douche? I don't know why I did it.
I shrugged my shoulder and looked back down at the hospital room floor.
~
The door swung up minutes later. It was the doctor with the x-rays.
She smiled at me. "Well Mr. Way, you've only fractured your radius in your wrist. We thought it would be much worse with how you described it."
I nodded. She to me to hold out my wrist so she could put on the cast thing. I did as told.
She left the room one more time to get something for my wrist. The room fell silent for another time.
"I'm such a loser..." I mumbled to myself looking at the tile flooring again.
"Don't say that Mikey," Gerard stated. "Don't call yourself that. It's not true."
I shook my head. "Gerard, I can't even stick with a girlfriend. I'm a loser."
"Mikey, you're not a loser. If I wasn't your brother, we'd be married." Gerard uttered.
I looked at him curiously. He was biting his lip and looking at the floor.
"What..." I muttered still awestruck at from what my brother had told me.
"N-Nothing...it's not important. But you're not a loser Mikey."
I sighed and nodded, still not believing a word he said.
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i own nothing/no one
i own nothing/no one
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"If I wasn't your brother, we'd be married." lol
Poor Mikes
Poor Mikes