Fourteen

Don stepped in front of his brother's bed. He was still in a state of immobility, in some kind of coma. “Am sorry little brother. It‟s all my fault” he muttered underneath his breath. “I am going to get them for what they did to you.” He was never going to have peace of mind seeing Maximus like that. A cloud formed inside the mask that helped him to breathe. he was in pain.

“It's going to be alright.” He held his hand in comfort and suddenly he could feel Maximus' fingers twitching, fighting to wake up.

Something went wrong immediately. Maximus stopped breathing, without warning. From looking at the heart monitor, Don panicked and called out to the nurse who came running into the shed. Selena was right behind her. Don stepped back, trembling, just watching as they resuscitated him back to life with a skilled operation.

Don fell in the chair in front of him, scared to the bone. He could hear as his brother‟s heart picked up speed. Almost relieved, he closed his eyes but grieved inste