COMPLETED
[Spin off to Breaking Free and part of the Mending series]
Can be read as a stand-alone novel.
And I beg you, please. Don't tell me you love me if you're going to leave.
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"You could never hate me," He lets out gruffly, his hand reach...
"Sight blurred I'm walkin' dazed, girl I'm fucking faded. Or maybe wasted, I can't remember how it happened. Oh I don't know my limits at all," -Eden Project, drowning.
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Marlon Brando, cast as Alex Alvarado
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"Oh my god. Please tell me you're being serious." I gasp, my heart stuttering in my chest. Did she really say my brother is coming home?
"Yes, baby. Alex is coming home."
"Oh my God," I repeated. "Wait when? Why even?" I ask, feeling my excitement begin to thrum.
"One question at a time! So you know that I've been on the phone with your brother a lot recently. He and his doctors both agree that he's ready to be released. We've been talking about it for weeks now."
"When is he coming home?" I prod, anxious as ever. I don't know what to say or how to feel right now. My brother, who I haven't spoken to or seen for months, is actually coming home. How different would he look since the last time I saw him? Has he read all the letters I've sent him? Does he hate me? He never bothered to reply. He doesn't accept phone calls from me. If I happen to answer the phone before Mom does he hangs up the minute he hears my voice. I can't count how many times I've tried to convince myself that he isn't mad at me. That he doesn't blame me for what happened. Like how I spent forever blaming myself for the events of that day.
"He's being released next Saturday. Your father and I are going to pick him up." My mom says, standing up and walking to the fridge. She pulls out a few things and prepares a dinner I totally forgot about.
"I'm going with you guys." I declare suddenly. I need to see Alex. I can't wait any longer. He's kept me in the dark long enough. I need to talk to him face to face and sort this out. He's my brother. He can't hate me forever.
"Honey-" my mom protests, but I'm quick to interject.
"I'm being serious. I'm going with you guys to pick up Alex. I'll be taking all of my finals next week before winter break. School will be done so there's no excuse to why I can't go." I say firmly. She's not keeping me from him any longer.
