Without thinking, I ran into Eli's arms. I was in tears, dirty, and hopeless. I don't know why I ran to him. I don't know why I asked to come over.
I was worried about my sister, worried to death, but I don't know why I was here.
But I do admit, being here made it a little better. I felt Eli's arms firmly grab me.
"It will be ok." He whispered.
He probably had no idea what I was crying about, yet he was still comforting me.
"Let's go inside. Do you want anything?" He asked, walking me inside.
I didn't reply, I felt too weak to do anything. He helped me up to his room and I sat, curled in the fetal position on his bed.
He ran downstairs and came back a few minutes later with a glass of water. I sat up and accepted it. I kept thinking of Sakura and how she could barely breathe anymore.
Eli sat next to me.
Sunlight flooded through the room but it didn't touch me. Eli put his arm around me.
"What's wrong?" He asked. I could hear in his voice that he was worried.
"Sakura. Hope." I whispered, my lips barely parting.
He stayed silent while wiping away tears from my face with his other hand.
"I had to leave her. In the hospital." I clenched my eyes shut. "They say she might not..."
Eli understood and didn't ask any more. I thanked him for that. "You can stay here as long as you like, ok?" He said.
I nodded and he got up, taking out what I assumed was his homework.
I thought to myself for a minute. When I told my mom where Hope was she didn't even seem sad.
"Well, at least we won't need to spend that much money anymore." She had said, so nonchalantly, so unworried, how could she?
I hate my mom for being so unconcerned, and worse, so content about it. It was her fault.
Or maybe it was mine. For not taking good enough care of Sakura. I don't know.
I don't know anything. I'm a worthless big brother. I don't want Hope to die. I need her. She's the only thing that makes me want to go home.
I don't want to think about what would happen if I lost her.
Please, Sakura. You can pull through.
I shut my eyes, praying to someone. Anything. What am I doing? I'm not even religious.
Eli came over next to me and sat me up.
"Hey, I know it's hard for you." He said.
I leaned against the wall behind his bed and he sat next to me. He started taking a strand of my hair and braiding it.
I'm not sure either of us knew what we were doing. It was nice though. Today reminded me of the Sunday we met.
It was all going so fast.
"You know, I actually have no idea how to braid hair so I apologise." He said.
I stifled a laugh.
He smiled at me, and I couldn't resist. He was so adorable, so helpful, and so important to me. I can't believe I've known him for four days. Those four days have been better than ever.
He finished braiding my hair and I felt it. It was actually done quite well.
"I don't think I'm taking it out anytime soon." I said.
That made him smile wider. I leaned on his shoulder. I wasn't hopeless any longer. I had him.