I've been stuck in this itchy hospital bed for a week. It sucks ass, and I'm not even allowed to go to the bathroom alone. Nobody even trusts me anymore. But I wouldn't trust myself either to be quite honest.
Avery and Kian have been here everyday since I got here. I guess I would consider them as friends now, seeing as I never had any before. The doctors suggested therapy two days ago, so that's where I go every afternoon, escorted, of course, by Jenna. She's a nurse and really nice. She told me that when I hurt myself, it hurts other people around me, as well as myself.
"I'm sure you're daddy wouldn't want you hurting yourself woud he?"
Daddy.
I froze on the spot at the word. He knew nothing aboutme being here. Jenna knew nothing about him. She was so positive but I just had to be truthful, even if I regretted t after. I had to tell someone.
"My dad, h-he wouldn't care." I could speak louder but not right now, I just couldn't.
"Does he hurt you Indigo?"
And the penny drops.
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Clary's POV
It has been about 14 years I guess. No excuses for my reasoning; I wanted to see her, he wouldn't let me.
He didn't want her, I did. All he wanted was me. So he told me to leave.
I wish I hadn't done, but I didn't want him to hurt me.
Flashback
"I never wanted a child! You should have gotten rid of the filthy thing!" he screamed at me but it wasn't my fault.
"I'm keeping her and that's final. When my beautiful daughter is born you won't have to see her ever."
"When that thing is born, you will not see it ever. If you try to, I will not hesitate to find you and hunt you down." he growled.
Flashback over
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Standing in front of the hospital, sweaty palms, dry mouth.
I was nervous- wait that's an understatement. I was full of anxiety and my medication obviously wasn't up to scratch.
I walked towards the doors, and reached the reception desk.
"Hi ma'am how may I help you?"
"Um hi I'm looking for my daughter yes my daughter, Indigo.." a smile grew on my lips, just a small one but it was still a smile.
"Ah yes. Indigo is on floor 2, intensive care unit room 702."
I thanked the lady and went to find her room.
It fiddled in my mind to why she was in intensive care. She was okay, right?
Room 702.
I could see her. There was a girl, perched on the edge of her bed. I recognise her.
Cough cough
I turned around and there was a boy standing there, holding two muffins and three drinks.
"Hi um do you know Indie in a way?" he spoke with care.
"I um I'm her mom." I smiled at the boy and he looked at me, wide eyed.
"You can go in you know." he smiled and motioned towards the door.
I turned around and pushed the door open, both girls looking at me. I smiled at the sight of Indie, ink black hair and big eyes.
"Hi girls. I'm Clary."
*Indie's POV*
My heart stopped. I swear.
Clary.
Wasn't that my mum? But she's dead. . .right?
"Mum. . . ?" I stared at her, in complete unbelief. Avery took my hand, giving me a small squeeze.
"Yeah, that's me. Before you say anything, I want you to know that I wanted to keep you. Your dad made me pick between him or you but I couldn't. When you were born, he didn't let me see you." She sat on the brown seat beside the bed.
"He, he told me you were dead, and I believed him." I choked out the words, disgraced with myself for believing a monster.
"I'm here now, and I'm not leaving you again. And that's a promise." I smiled at my mum's words.
But what now?
