When the family got home the silence continued until Peter asked if that was his house. The doctor said Peter will get his memory back, but their not sure when. Henry was still really hurting and was really confused so he just walked back upstairs and laid down on his bed. He remembered that moment Peter's arm broke. The snap. The hospital. His amnesia. All because of him. Henry decided to go to bed early. So henry walked downstairs to tell his dad he was going to go to bed. His mom was showing peter the garden and Henry's tent. He walked very slowly back upstairs. Then he got dressed and went to bed still remembering the sad, scary, and confuseing events.
-1 hour later-
Henry realized he couldn't sleep. So much has happened that day. And quick too. He decided he needed a glass of water so he got out of bed and walked to his open door to go down stairs. When he got down he heard his mom cleaning the blood in the basement and he heard the TV. He ignored the sounds and walked into the kitchen to get his drink. After that he heard his mom coming back upstairs. When she got to the top they just stared at each other. Henry decided to aapologize, so he did.
"I'm really sorry mum." Henry said looking down at his feet.
But then something unexpected happened. His mom hugged him.
"No Henry. I'm sorry. I guess i've been a little hard on you. Like those times you actully tried to be nice and well behaved, but I guess I never belived you would change out of the blue like that. And then just go off and call you a horriable boy. I didn't mean to hurt you so much. I'm so sorry henry." His mom aplogized.
Henry, who was still surprised from the hug didn't know what to say to such a great aplogy. Well he thought it was great. He still couldn't talk so he just hugged her back but tighter.
"You don't have to go to school tommorow if you don't want to. Peter dosen't ethier." His mom added.
Henry just nodded his head as his mom let him go of the hug and go into the kichen to wash out her bucket of now bloody water. Henry was about to go upstairs when he heard a familiar song from the living room. Happy Hippos. He walked into the living room and he saw his dad sleeping on the couch, but peter was watching the TV.
"Come on Peter. It's time for bed." Henry said.
"What is this crap?" Peter asked.
Then henry just turned off the TV and helped Peter up.
"It's like for babies! Why would we watch that kind of dumb stuff!" Peter said as Henry lead Peter to the stairs. "And how come your not talking?"
"It's late. And you need your rest." Henry said.
"Do I have school?" Peter asked when they got to the top.
"Not tomorrow we don't." Henry said as he opened Peter's bedroom door.
"Do we have a neat freak sister?!" Peter asked. "Or is this a prank?"
"No, this is your room. You used to love being neat and-
"Why are there so many fairys, and bunnys, and stuffed animals! Yuck! Am I transgender or something?!" Peter interrupted.
"No, your a boy and this is how you liked you room. Neat and tidy." Henry said in a calm tone.
"Ok, fine. Show me your room." Peter said.
So they walked out of Peter's room and across the hallway to Henry's. Henry opened his door.
"What! Your room's more boyish than mine! It's messy, it has these cool posters, and *gasp* COMICS!" Peter exclaimed.
"Well yeah." Henry said.
"Gross class zero, huh? I'm already in love!" Peter said hugging the comic with his arm that wasn't broken.
"It's very late Peter." Henry said.
"But I hate my room. It's so embarrassing." Peter whined putting down the comic.
"I'll help you redecorate tomorrow." Henry said still in his same calm tone.
"Ok well I know where my room is so no need to lead me back. Goodnight big bro." Peter said.
"Night Peter." Henry said then he closed his door. He walked back to his bed, laid down ,and closed his eyes. He feels bad that he wishes Peter would be like that forever, but he hopes he gets over it. Then he heard a knock. He got up and opened the door. It was Peter.
"How do I get in bed with one arm? Like how dose that work exactly?" Peter asked.
So Henry helped Peter into bed said goodnight again and walked back to his room. He walked to his bed and fell asleep for the night. Hugging his stuffed bear.