Promise

chapter 54

She didnt speak at first, instead i held her as she cried into my chest. I got you hun, I'm never letting you go again. Of course I didnt speak, instead I made a silent promise. I figured it would be best to let her express her emotions before I comforted her. "I just want the pain to stop" she whispered. Hearing she was in pain, I begun to panic. My little girl was hurt, I felt helpless and guilty knowing I wasnt around to stop her from getting hurt. "Where are you hurting? Fuck. I'm calling a doctor in here" I state but it comes out more frantic then I intended. "Emotional Eli" she mumbles and I let out a little sigh of relief. Thank God she wasnt injured but then emotional pain can be worse. "Do you want to talk about it" I ask knowing the only thing I could do was support her and comfort her but when I get discharged I will hunt the fuckers who dared hurt my little girl. I will be torturing Garrows and dont think I've forgotten about Eliza because she will soon be joining Garrows in the cells.
Stop Elijah, no torture thoughts now

"My whole life has been a massive fuck up" she states.
"Mind your language" I say not liking how she cursed. I knew it wasnt the best time to bring it up but it was easier if I said it now. "Sorry" she whispered and I nod. "Its ok hun, come sit with me and tell me about it" I say patting the space on the bed next to me. She moves and soon we were both sat on the bed, I placed my arm around her for comfort and I wait patiently for her to continue.

"I'm just tired of the abuse Elijah, I'm tired of getting hurt" she started and I feel my fist clench in anger but I quickly release it not wanting to scare her.
How dare they hurt my little girl.

"My mum was abusive, the orphanage was abusive, school was abusive, all the foster homes were abusive. Then you came along and everything changed but then you went into a coma, I was terrified of loosing you Elijah. I feel awful for how I acted, your parents obviously felt so much worse than me but I took up too much of their time. I'm so sorry Elijah"

My heart broke as she spoke. I wanted to rip everyone who hurt her into tiny pieces. First I had to reassure Avery, she will always be my top priority and I needed to be there for her.

"Avery sweetheart, you mean the world to me."
Should I tell her?
"I'm sorry Elijah, I just cant" she cut me off before i could tell her.
"You cant what" I ask as different scenarios began to form.
"I..I...I" she started but she never formed any words instead she burst out crying. I pulled her into me and hugged her tight "i got you, it's you and me kid, no one else. You will always be my number one" I was beginning to get emotional too now. "When can we go home" she asks, I could tell she was trying to bury her feelings but at this point I was too focused on the fact she called it home. I know she had done it before but never had she asked to go home. It warmed my heart. "Hopefully soon and when we do, you and I are going to watch some movies and eat icecream" I say hoping icecream would cheer her up. Luckily it did as a real smile made it's way onto her face. "Yes, I need to find a Doctor to get you discharged" she said. I decided to mess with her and fain offence "you dont want to spend time with me then, is it just the icecream" she shook her head "of course i do, icecream is just a bonus. I can't wait to watch movies with you"
I smile at her and she smiles but its interrupted with a yawn. "Sleep hun" I say and she nods and lays down, curling up against the side of the hospital bed. She was adorable.

I was thankful that the hospital bed was double as there was plenty room in between us. I was tempted to pull her into my chest as she slept but I knew that could cause some issues between us. However saying that when we fell asleep on the sofa she was practically on top of me which I didnt mind because I got to hold my little girl. She was my everything. I moved close to the oppersite edge of the bed to give her as much room as possible and made sure that the thin hospital blanket was wrapped around her, it was previously resting on the end of bed as I didnt need it. I felt fine and was hoping to be discharged soon.

The first day I woke up Doctors were in and out taking tests saying it was a miracle I woke up.
The second day i felt ok but was very tired.
The third, friends and family visited and I was able to move around so I had asked for my parents to bring me clothes and I finally was able to wear something other than the hospital gown.
The fourth day which was today, I was still on bed rest the doctors were strict about that but i was able to go on a morning walk down the corridor unfortunately I had to return to bed straight after.

"Aww how adorable are you two" I looked and saw the doctor had just entered. "She is isnt she" I agree feeling a sense of pride, I guess this is what parents feel like when they boast about their kids. "You know shes been here pretty much every day apart from that week she was placed with some foster. Sadly she had a panic attack at one stage when a few doctors mentioned you werent going to survive" the doctor explained. All I got from it was panic attack. My baby had a panic attack because of me. "Of course we had to double security after the incident" the doctor seemed to be rambling now. What incident? How much have I missed? Why the hell did they need more security? I was about to ask when the doctor cut off "well anyway you are being discharged, your test results look good and you have told us you arent having any after effects so a nurse will be in with the papers shortly. A doctor will be in touch to arrange a follow up appointment and therapy is available if you need it, we found in the past alot of people benefit from talking about their traumatic incidents" the doctor explained.

Finally I could fo home and spend some time with Averyvwithout Doctors, Nurses or other family or friends barging in every 5 minutes.