Chapter Eighteen| Marnie
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"Don't ever do that shit again!" I scold Camil as he lays in a hospital bed.
"I'm sorry." He whispers, avoiding eye contact with me.
"You scared the shit out of me, Cam!" That gets his attention and he looks at me with watery eyes.
"I'm sorry." He whispers again, clenching his eyes shut and leaning his head back against the pillow.
"Talk to me." I say in a gentle voice, holding his hand.
"I'm just always letting people down. You almost got hurt because of me, that's all I seem to do, hurt people." I squeeze his hand a little and he gives me a sad look.
"I'm not mad at you, I don't think I could be mad at your goofy self." I smile gently and he returns the gesture.
"You might not be mad but I know for sure Cyrus is going to be livid as soon as he walks through those doors." He sighs in frustration.
"He's just being a protective older brother." I reason and Camil rolls his eyes. "The doctor said you consumed a large amount of cocaine. Do you usually do drugs?"
He gulps and looks away again. "This is the reason why Cyrus is gonna go mental. I used to be an addict, I was clean for a year before this."
I slowly close my eyes.
He relapsed.
"I'm sorry."
"I'm fed up wit being the fuck up of the family, Marnie." He rubs his face in frustration.
"You're not a fuck up." I smile sadly. "You're Camil Arian, the man with the amazing pick up lines." I joke and I smile when he chuckles.
For the next twenty minutes I continue to cheer him up. Then all of a sudden a nurse walks in, her chocolate skin glowing and my own eyes widen at her beauty.
She smiles at me and then at Camil who is staring at her with wide curious eyes. I smirk.
"Doctor told me to come and check in on you." She whispers shyly to Camil and I hold back a giggle as he continues to stare at her, his mouth open a little.
She bites her lip, playing with the ends of her low ponytail. She looks to me and I smile, pinching Camil's arm.
"Hey!" He jumps, glaring at me.
"The lovely nurse asked you a question, brother in law." I smile sweetly, making it known to the woman that Camil is a single man.
"I-I'm good." He stutters, looking anywhere but her.
"Okay, press the button if you need help." She smiles politely and then leaves the room.
I smirk at Camil. "She was really pretty."
"Yeah." Camil whispers dreamily, staring at the door and I laugh. "Wait what?!"
"Aw Camil, you have a crush." I coo, pinching his cheek and he rolls his eyes.
"No I don't, drop it." He says harshly.
I have no choice but to drop it because Cyrus storms into the room, his face red with anger and I gulp. It's the fact he doesn't even say anything, he walks over to me, kisses my forehead and then sits beside me.
The silence.
It's scarier.
He crosses his leg over his thigh, rolling the sleeves up on his shirt. A couple buttons on his shirt are undone and I have to stop myself from acting up.
Now is not the time Marnie.
"Hi." I whisper awkwardly.
He doesn't respond.
Rude.
Instead he just stares at Camil.
"Bro..." Camil begins but is interrupted.
"You relapsed." Cyrus simply says.
"Well I wouldn't be laying here if I hadn't." Camil retorts and I throw him a quick warning look.
"Don't try and act smart with me, Camil!" Cyrus yells and I sink further into my seat. "It took me years to get you off that shit and what, you decide to relapse because I hit you in the face? Called you an idiot a couple times?"
"Cyrus, don't yell at him."
"I'll do what the fuck I like." My eyes widen at how he speaks to me.
"Don't speak to me like that either." I tell him, deciding to stick up for myself. "Shouting at each other has got us nowhere."
"Maybe I need to shout a bit louder so he can get it through his thick skull that drugs are gonna kill him one day, hmm?" He tilts his head at Camil and I furrow my eyebrows.
I've never seen this side to Cyrus and quite frankly I don't like it.
"Get the fuck out." Camil scoffs. Cyrus stares at him for a couple more seconds before getting up and storming out.
It's barely been five minutes.
This is just getting worse and worse.
"Thank you, Marnie, for being there for me tonight." He smiles at me and I get up and go to give him a hug.
"I'll visit tomorrow." I say and he nods his head. "And I'll talk to Cyrus."
I walk out of the hospital and spot Cyrus' car, I climb into the passenger seat and he begins to drive as soon as I've put my seatbelt on.
"Cyrus?"
"Hmm."
"Don't be angry with Camil, he's hurt okay and he needs his brother." Cyrus scoffs at my words and I raise my eyebrows. "Why are you being such a prick?!" I exclaim.
"I'm not being a prick." He glances at me quickly.
"Yes you are." I cross my arms over my chest.
"Marnie, he fucking overdosed! What don't you get?! He's killing himself." He shouts, hitting the steering wheel and I flinch.
"He needed you back then and you shout at him, he could be going through a lot of stuff that you don't know about but you never listen to him! You're always belittling him!" I shout back.
"Think I've got time for this shit." He mutters under his breath and speeds up.
"I'm just trying to help you two out."
"Marnie you don't know shit, focus on your own family before you start questioning mine. Always fucking whining."
He knows I don't have anyone and he's gone and said that shit.
"Stop the car." I whisper.
"Marnie, I didn't mean that." He sighs.
"Stop the fucking car!" I whimper and he listens, pulling up.
I climb out of the car, slamming the door. The window rolls down. "Marnie, it's late, get back in the car!"
"Fuck you!" I cry, wiping the tears aggressively from my cheeks.
"I'm not having you walk alone at this time, pretty baby. Get back in the car." He pleads, running his hands through his hair.
I roll my eyes and order myself an Uber. After about five minutes it pulls up behind Cyrus and I give him a sarcastic smile. "You can fuck off home now, worry about yourself because that's all you seem to be good at."
"Marnie!"
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"You look like shit." Camil says as I walk into his hospital room the following morning.
"Cyrus and I fell out last night, on the way home. He's been blowing my phone up since five this morning." I sigh, sitting down and then my phone begins to ring for about the thirtieth time.
I watch as the nurse walks in from yesterday with Camil's lunch. She hands him the tray and I watch as Camil takes it with shaky hands.
Now I don't know if it's the affect of the drugs or the fact that he is nervous.
But his hands definitely weren't shaking yesterday.
"Thank you." He smiles at her and she smiles back before walking out.
So cute.
Cyrus begins to call again and I decide to answer it this time.
"What?" I answer bluntly.
"M-Marnie, pretty baby, please come home." He slurs.
I sigh.
These men are a mess.
A/N
So chaotic lmao 😂 also thank you so much for 50,000 reads🤍