Tortured Souls (Rebels of Sandland Book 2) by Nikki J Summers

Author:Nikki J Summers [Summers, Nikki J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-07T06:00:00+00:00

I couldn’t go on like this anymore. I was tired. Exhausted from carrying around so much anger, guilt, frustration and grief. Like a broken record playing on repeat, I could hear Brandon’s voice in my head, chipping away at my walls.

It was an accident.

I didn’t want it to happen.

I didn’t want any of this.

I didn’t want it either, but it’d happened and now I had to find some way to deal with it before it totally destroyed me.

I’d never read any of the reports on the fight. I hadn’t looked at the newspapers, or the stories online. I hadn’t even read the police report or anything from the hospital. I couldn’t face it before. But I realised that I was a hypocrite. I’d accused Brandon of not listening, but I was refusing to listen too. I didn’t want to hear what the doctors, the police or my own parents were telling me. Maybe now it was time to open myself up and face the reality of Brodie’s death.

I found the folder my Dad kept hidden in our sideboard in the kitchen diner, filled with every piece of information he’d gathered about that night, and I took it up to my room. Then I sat down, and I read every single thing I found in there. It wasn’t easy to read, and as I delved deeper into the facts, I became angry.

Doesn’t Brodie get to take some of the responsibility too?

I thought about what Brandon had said, and I felt my chest ache with the realisation that Brodie was to blame as well. He’d put himself at risk. He’d ignored me when I begged him not to fight and did it anyway. He was as focused on winning as Brandon was.

Only Brodie wasn’t well, was he?

He’d hidden that from all of us, and it made me angry. Why hadn’t he told me? Why had he gone ahead with it knowing he wasn’t at his best? In all his bravado, he hadn’t ever put us first. He hadn’t thought about what it’d be like for us to live a life without him. He hadn’t taken care of himself. His pride had trumped everything else, even me.

I placed the documents back into the folder and opened my laptop, ready to do some research of my own. A subarachnoid haemorrhage was what the doctors called it. Looking at all the articles online, I realised that Brodie’s chances of surviving something like that would’ve been slim. If he had survived, his life would never have been the same. I didn’t even want to picture what that would’ve meant for him, but I knew it wasn’t pretty. I also knew Brodie wouldn’t have wanted to live like that.

My heart felt heavy as I trawled through websites to try and get my head around it all. My whole body was shaking, but finding out about it, seeing it in plain English, written in black and white, that was something I’d had to do. I needed this to help me move on and begin to accept what I couldn’t change.

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