Chương 384: Sick (1)

I didn't sleep well, mostly due to the fact that I didn't sleep. I remember Noah coming in, turning off the lights before he went to sleep, and then I was surrounded by darkness. I was already keeping my eyes closed in hope that I was dreaming this whole thing, but I could still tell that lights were on. Now, there's nothing. 

I shook under the sheets like it was still cold. I felt scared and helpless. Was that really my brother? Could he really be him? If it was...then why...why did he not come back for me? Baseball players had lots of money. Six figures at least. Was that not enough? Is he and Dad just having fun, being rich and forgetting about me? 

I shook my head. No. I must be projecting. Projecting my memories on this man who only reminded me of my father. It's fake. It's not real. He's not my brother.