Hello lovelies! Before you get started reading, I just want to say something really important. Some of you have reached out to me, or commented, just to make sure I was fine and everything, and I really really appreciate that. I just had a crazy month and writer's block hit me like a truck.
I'm still struggling with ideas, but I'm also just trying to write and get something out of me. So please be a little patient with me, and let me know if you have any ideas. All ideas are welcome, especially the crazy weird ones!!
And now I'll metaphorically shut up, thank you loves!!!
Dalia's POV:
It's dark and cold outside. Just the way I feel inside.
Dani still hasn't come to see me, but that's my fault, isn't it? I pushed her away just like I push everyone away. That's why mum and dad died.
Just to get away from me.
I start to curl up, my nails digging into my palm, but I don't feel anything but the cold. I can't hear anything but the screaming in my head.
I wish they would stop.
And then the door opens, revealing one of my doctors. Wonderful! Just what I need right now.
Why can't they leave me alone? I'm fine.
"Hey, pretty girl," he says as he walks towards me, but he stops immediately when he notices me trying to move away from him.
I see the sympathy in his eyes, immediately making me want to yell at him to stop. Why does everyone look at me differently now?
I'm fine.
I have to be fine.
Or I'll lose everything all over again.
Maybe I already lost everything. I mean, Dani doesn't even come see me anymore.
"Love, your sister's gone," the doctor says, immediately pulling me out of my thoughts, making me look at him with wide eyes. This is the first time I've actually looked at any of my doctors, so I can tell I startled him.
Is Dani really gone? God, did I drive her to death too? Or did she just move somewhere else to get away from me?
"She's dead?" I whisper, looking down again. I can't even look at him.
"Woah, woah, woah," he shouts immediately. "Where on earth did you get that idea, pretty girl?"
I look up at him, tears starting to form in my eyes.
So she left me.
He lets out a big sigh, seeing his hand run through his hair. "May I sit down, sweetie?"
I hesitate before nodding my head slowly. He walks up to the bed and sits on the corner, noticing my apprehension to have him close to me.
I just don't want to be hurt. I never want to feel it again.
They ruined me.
But maybe it's just payback since I ruined my family. Maybe God is trying to punish me.
"Love, your sister had an encounter with some of the other doctors, and she ran away. We're trying to find her right now, but I was hoping you might be able to help us. Do you think you know where she'd have gone," he asks me.
What?
"An encounter with doctors," I say slowly, trying not to growl at him. He nods his head, confusion clear on his face.
Stupid, idiot doctors.
I immediately push the covers away, wincing at the pain of movement, but trying to get the IV out quickly.
"Hey!" the doctor says quickly, putting a hand on mine to stop me.
I flinch.
But I don't stop.
She didn't leave me. She's just scared and hurt. Why on Earth would they try to do something with her? And why would Ethan let them?
He grabs my hand when I don't stop.
And it brings back all the memories. Them pinning me down, immobilizing me, doing things to me.
I don't want this. Please.
I feel the pressure on my hand loosen as the tears in my eyes begin to fall.
"I'm so sorry, love," the doctor says. "I didn't mean to hurt you, or scare you."
I feel the bed shift, telling me that he got off. That helps me calm down a little, trying to use the breathing exercises the other doctor tried teaching me.
It helps.
And I go back to taking the IV off.
"Sweetie, I need you to calm down," he says, trying not to scare me again.
I look at him, trying to keep my anger at bay. Why doesn't he understand? Aren't doctors supposed to be smart?
"She needs me, alright? So I'll calm down when I know she's fine," I tell him, ready to argue with him until he lets me go to her.
"Wait. So you know where she is?" He asks.
Stupid.
Idiot.
Doctor.
"Obviously," I mutter, looking at the IV again. It's almost out, but I don't want to yank it and then just bleed.
Apparently I don't need to because the doctor quickly takes it out for me, making me stare at him in shock.
"Take me to her," he says, straightforward.
"No way," I say, slowly getting up, feeling the flares of pain in my legs and stomach.
He pushes me back to sit. "There is no way you are walking, alright pretty girl? I'm gonna have to wage a war to even get you out of here in a wheelchair."
"You can't come," I tell him. "You guys are the reason she left."
"No offense," I add, realizing that I'm being rude.
"Why?" he asks. "Why did she leave like that?"
I sigh. "That's not my story to tell," I mumble. "I don't even know all of it."
I only know what she'd rant when mum and dad forced her to see different doctors. I don't think anyone knows the full story.
Not even Ethan.
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Hello again, lovelies! Please let me know your thoughts in the comments, I know this isn't exactly my best writing, but it's a start.
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