Elias-

I wake up feeling groggy, trying to remember last night. I remember leaving my room, going for a walk. I met my one of my brothers Alvaro. Got in trouble for leaving because 'I'm not supposed to be walking' well the doctor can go shove a stick up his butt. How am I supposed to get around if I don't walk? Idiot...

Then I remember what Alvaro told me. He held my hand as I went to sleep, and told me he would be here when I woke up. I look around my room and see Alvaro typing away on a computer and another man sitting next to him. Staring at papers in his hands. My throat is so dry.

I stare at them until I see the man look at me. He immediately stands up and walks up next to me to press what I'm guessing is a button.

What the fuck is he doing?

"Hey what the fuck are you doing?!" I ask him as I back up to the other side of the bed . My shoulder and stomach ache. I notice the bandages on my nose are new.

"Sorry sorry, I was just pressing the call button to get a nurse or the doctor in here. They'll need to check your vitals and start getting you unhooked from these machines."

"I don't give a shit, who the fuck are you?" I sneer at him. I look over to Alvaro and give him a what the fuck look.

"Sorry Elias I'm Leonardo, Leo for short. I'm your second oldest brother." He tells me

I stare at him, right. I have more than one brother. I have 5 brothers.

A few nurses and the doctor walk in the room.

I don't like how they crowd around me, touching prodding, and messing with me without my opinion. For fucks sake I'm not a lab rat.

I know they're talking to me, but I don't understand what they're saying. Everything is moving fast and my head is hazy. I'm not sure if it's because of the medicine or if my head is fucked up but I hate it. I don't understand what's going on.

I look at the doctor, she's talking but not to me. She's talking to my brothers. That pisses me off, it's my fucking body, my injuries, my everything.

"Hey stop talking to them about me, these are my problems, and it's my body, AND EVERYONE NEEDS TO BACK THE FUCK OFF OF ME AN DGET THE FUCK OUT!" I yell at them.

I can hear the heart monitor get louder and more frequent. I see the nurses back away with their hands up and the doctor trying to calm me down. I don't give a shit though. They started all this bullshit. The touched me without my permission, the won't tell me what the fucks going on.

That fucking monitor is pissing me off

My breathing gets faster and I am really starting to loose my shit, my ears start ringing, and I start tearing all this shit off of me. All the fucking wires and tubes and needles. They want them off? FINE I'LL FUCKING TAKE THEM OFF.

I feel someone grab my wrists and that's when I start swinging. I TOLD THEM TO BACK THE FUCK OFF

My vision goes hazy and the ringing in my ears gets louder.

As time goes on I start to calm down, the ringing stops and I see my vision clear up.

My breathing slows down and I don't know what they gave me but it calms me down.

".....Elias?...."

"Elias.... I need you to look at me."

I look up at the voice talking to me and I see Alvaro holding my wrists. Not tight enough to bruise, but strong enough to keep me from hitting anyone else.

"Elias take some breaths with me."

We breath for a few minutes until he gently lays my hands down. Keeping one of his hands on top of my good ones. I turn my attention to the doctor.

"Elias, I am sorry we didn't properly explain what was happening before everyone rushed you. The nurses were unhooking you from the machines since you're being discharged today. I was explaining to your brothers your at home care."

"You need to tell me all of that shit not them. I'm the patient here." I tell her angrily.

"Elias I understand your frustration but you won't be able to clean all the wounds by yourself. It's a meticulous process and between your broken fingers, dislocated shoulder, and stitch on your stomach you're going to need someone to help you clean and replace bandages."

"Well then I can fucking learn can't I?" I sneer at her. This is my body, not my so called brothers. I need to know about my body so I can take care of it. My brothers aren't going to do shit.

"Elias, as your guardian I need to know what's going on so I can better take care of you. Leo is a doctor and understands why certain things need to happen and how it needs to be done. I understand being frustrated that you didn't know what was going on but as your brother I need to know to. Family takes care of each other." Alvaro tells me

I just stare at him. What the fuck am I supposed to say about that? I've never had a family, nor seen a regular happy family. How the fuck am I supposed to know how those things work?

The doctor than starts talking about at home care, no exercise, no lifting anything above 5 pounds, don't get the bandages wet, keep the braces on, blah blah blah.

By 2pm we're walking out of the hospital. And by walking I mean I'm stuck in a fucking wheelchair while Alvaro pushes me and Leo walks beside me. Apparently the no exercise also means little to no walking, which is bullshit. I have fucking legs, and the doctor prescribed a shit ton of medicine, antibiotics, painkillers, anti-nausea meds, etc. So I should be fine to walk.

We walk outside and I see a sleek black SUV in the front. Which is apparently our car considering Leo goes to talk to the driver. Alvaro locks the wheelchairs wheels and goes to what I'm assuming pick me up but no way in hell is that happening.

I use my good arm to push myself up which is hard. Between all the braces, the pain, and how wobbly my legs are I can barely stand. Alvaro just watches me, his arms reaching out in case I fall. I haven't been inside of a car in years. I've never needed to be in a car, living in the city you can just walk anywhere.

I slowly sit down in the car. The braces are uncomfortable as shit. Digging into my skin, not allowing me to move completely. My stitches burn and my head swims. But its fine, I just need to breath and everything will be fine.

Alvaro sits next to me, Leo up in the passenger seat. I over heard Alvaro and Leo talking outside of the car about who would sit where. Both of them wanted to sit next to me but I still don't like Leo. He only smiles and observes. So far he hasn't talked much. I can't gauge his reactions, can't understand his expressions. That makes me weary. I don't like not knowing what someone is going to do next.

45 minutes later

The car pulls up to a runway. A large black plane is sitting on the runway. How rich are these guys?

Everyone gets out and I go to open my door but Leo stands outside and holds his hand up in a wait motion. Wtf?...

I see a man in a suit pull up the wheelchair. The fucking wheelchair.

Alvaro goes to talk to someone next to the plane. He's dressed very nicely. Looks like a butler.

Leo opens the door and to his arm out to help me stand

"I can fucking walk, I'm not a fucking cripple." I tell him angrily. I ignore his hand, and kick the wheelchair out of the way. I go to stand up but Leo stops me.

"I know you can but this will be easier on your body. You have stitches in your stomach, keeping everything closed. The less you move the faster the stitches will heal."

"I am not getting in that fucking wheelchair. I can manage a couple dozen steps." I tell him as I get up. Pain shoots up through my body and my head rushes.

Leo looks at me worriedly, the pain gets more intense with every step but I would rather walk than sit in the wheelchair. Having someone push me, not having any control is not something I will willingly sign up for.

I see Alvaro watching me, watching my reactions. I can feel tears well up in my eyes but I won't let them fall. I walk past Alvaro and look up at the steps. There's so many steps...

"You don't need to be walking up those steps by yourself. I can carry you if you're comfortable with it." Alvaro tells me.

I don't even acknowledge his sentence. No fucking way is someone carrying me.

I slowly make my way up the stair. The pain gets worse with every step. It feels like someone is taking a knife and stabbing me over and over. I manage 1/4 of the stairs before I feel like crying. Why are there so many stairs? As I prepare myself to take another step I feel arm wrap around me and carry me up the stairs.

I curse at the arms and start wriggling to get out of them. I can fucking walk you shitbag.

I don't stop wiggling, hoping to get out of the arms. I am not comfortable with this at all, my body stays tense and my muscles scream in protest. I'm gently sat in a big tan seat when I see Alvaro standing over me.

"I understand you want to have control of the situation, that you want to have a say but you're currently injured Elias. Your body needs to rest and my job as your brother is to take care of you. So that's what I'm doing. I know it will take some time for you to get comfortable with us, and trust us but you need to open that mind of yours up and let us in. We aren't going to hurt you, we're here to help you. That's what family does. We help each other when we need it. We're there for each other no matter how mad, upset, or distant we are with each other. Do you understand what I'm telling you Elias?"

I stare at him and slowly nod my head. He wants to take care of me? Why would someone do that? We all have enough shit going on in our lives, we don't need to worry about anyone else.

Alvaro and Leo sit across from me and I look out the window and watch as the plane takes off. I've never been on a plane and seeing how fast we're going is making me nauseous. Leo gets up with something orange in his hand and walks to the seat next to me.

"These are some of your pain and anti-nausea meds. If you need any you can ask me and I'll give them to you. Do not lie to me about needing your pain medication, the medicine they gave you is strong and you can easily get addicted if you're not careful. Would you like to take some? It will make you drowsy. We have a 3 hour flight ahead of us, it might be best if you sleep."

I look at Alvaro and see he's staring at me. Gauging my reaction to what Leo just said. My body is still painfully throbbing, and my head is swimming. I nod at Leo and he gives me two pills, one white and long and one white circle and a bottle of water. I quickly swallow the pills with the help of the water and lean back in my seat. A few minutes pass and I can feel the medicine kicking in. I shift trying to get comfortable but with the braces it's hard. I see Alvaro walk over and push a button on my chair. I feel the chair recline and I let out a sigh, this is much more comfortable than sitting up, it relieves most of the pressure from the braces.

I yawn and start to fall asleep. I feel a warm blanket cover me and I open my eyes sleepily to see Alvaro kissing my forehead.

"I love you Hermanito, we will help you whether you like it or not."

Maybe this won't be so bad...

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Another chapter down. This one took me a few days to write simply because I had no ideas. None at all. I just kinda went with the flow.

Don't forget to comment/vote (It helps me write. Gives me that motivation yk?)

Lmk what you think, anything you liked/didn't like?

I am still on the fence about adding another brother. If I'm gonna do it I need to do it soon so it's not as complicated to go in and add him. LMK what you think about that.