Four Wishes-Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

     I sat brooding in my mom's bedroom. Kimba, my cat, came down from his spot on the bed and joined me on the floor. He chirruped and brushed his furry head against my arm. I petted him and tried to stop crying, to no avail. The previous episode with my brother's violent seizure had left me scarred. I rested my head on the floor as Kimba climbed on top of my belly. He purred contentedly as I scratched the side of his face. I heard Ryan bound out of the bathroom and plop himself on the sofa. I could hear the crinkling of his potato chip bag I'd left for him. Later, I heard the mechanical sounds of a toy robot Dad had mailed to him for his tenth birthday. Setting Kimba aside, I got up and looked through the crack in my mom's bedroom door to make sure my brother was satisfied. He looked happy playing with his toy robot. Seeing that he was occupied, I decided to take a nap. I'd explain the situation to Mom and Clark when they got home. At the moment, I was too afraid to be in the same room as Ryan. Seizing my mom's fluffy pillow, I lay down on the bed and tried to think peaceful thoughts. Kimba jumped onto the bed with me and curled up next to me. He meowed gently as I stroked my fingertips across his head. Soon, we were both asleep.

     My nap met its demise when Mom and Clark got home. Mom's screams echoed through our apartment outlet. "Chalice!" she shouted. Reluctantly, I abandoned the comfy bed and stepped out of the bedroom. Looking horrified, Mom inquired, "Chalice, why is the kitchen such a mess?" Viewing the aftermath of my frustration's climax from earlier, I answered, "I was going to make breakfast this morning and dropped everything in my hands." Mom further pressed, "Why is there blood on the floor? And why are Ryan's feet bleeding?" Still emotionally bruised from my brother's seizure, I heard myself shakily replying, "The noise of the stuff falling on the floor irritated him, and so he cut up his feet while running on top if the shards of glass to attack me." Mom gasped. "He attacked you? How?" Trying hard not to cry again, I stated, "He grabbed my head and shook me." Tears swelled in my mom's eyes. She hugged me. "I'll help you clean up the mess, Mom," I added. "No, you just go rest. I'll take care of it." Clark patted me on the back. "Sorry that happened to you, Sis," he professed. I went back to my mom's room and joined Kimba on the bed.

Author's Note

Chalice's mom and brother Clark come home to find the kitchen a mess from the incident that occurred in the previous chapter. I know this may not seem like a very interesting story, but I'd really appreciate it if you left reviews and critiques. It gets much better later on.