Can she keep it a secret?

Chapter 2

Beep....Beep....Beep....

I slowly opened my eyes to a bright and white room. The pain instantly shot through my body, getting even worse at my stomach. I could barely open my left eye, it felt like my face had gotten twice as big as before, and the pain didn't leave a second.

"You are now at the hospital sweety, you are safe now" a young woman in her early twenties said with a relaxed and soft voice. Her Dark brown hair nicely put into a ponytale, and her green eyes shining in the light.

"How are you feeling miss. Johnson?" The tall, dark doctor looked at me. He's eyes looked concerned, but he put on a little smile.

Suddenly I remembered what had happened "Where is my mom...WERE IS MY MOM?!" my voice broke, it felt like I was beeing choked by my own throat, but I had to know that my mum was okay.

"She is fine, dont worry. They are taking care of her in an other room." the nurse tried to reassure me.

"What about my sibilings, are they okay? where are they?!" I might have acted a bit rude, but I had to know that they were okay.

"They are fine, they hadn't any bruise at all" It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. They were okay and safe.

"Right now Valeria, we have to take some tests to see that everything is the way it should." I looked at his name badge, and in black it was written Dr.Brown. Kind of ironic that his skin was black, and his last name was Brown...(AN: I'm not saying thats a bad thing. I love dark skinned)

It took about 10 minutes before they were done taking tests, after the tests they took me into a new white room. The only thing I had to do while they were taking the x-rays was to lie totally still, and that wasn't very hard because of all the ekstra pain that I inflicted myself when I tried to just carefully move.

They then rolled the hospital bed I lay in back to the first room. Dr.Brown left the room to check out the results from the tests and x-rays, while the nurse carefully changed my bandages.

My thoughts travelled quickly to my dad...were was he? Of cousrse the police had arrested him, but which jail was he going to be put in?

The instant I asked the nurse, her face became pale, her eyes filled with too many emotions for me to understand.

"I'm really sorry, but he got away..."

I froze and my mind became blank...what did she mean by 'got away' ? he couldn't have...it was impossible!

The police had come hadn't they? and how the hell did he get away?

I didn't realize that I had tears in my eyes before some well known hands swept the tears away. I looked up, finding my mum bending down giving me a hug.

"I'm so verry sorry hun" she was obviously crying, because I could berely hear what she said between her sobbing.

**** 30min later ****

"Mrs. Johnson" Dr.Brown looked at my mother with a geniun smile before looking down at me.

"Miss. Johnson, we have now looked at the results from the tests we took earlier. And it seems like you haven't gotten any severe damage inside your body, but we won't know that for sure, before all the swelling is gone, but for now it looks like it's going to be okay. " well that was a relief.

"What about her x-rays?" my mum asked Dr.Brown nicely, though you could hear the pain and guilt in her voice.

"Well It seems that the knife didn't do any severe damages, but the beatings did. Her 4th, 5th, 6th and 7th ribbone on her left side, and 7th, 8th and 9th on her right side are broken, some just bruised and some almost crushed. Her face is also very swollen, and she have a few cuts on her left thigh, but nothing that won't heal with time." my mums red and puffy eyes were covered in tears.

Well now I finally know why my stomach felt crushed...becuse it kinda was. Okay this was kinda not the time and place for joking.

"I am so so so so sorry Valeria." Guilt covering her face. She had guilt because I was the one in this stupid white bed, and not her.

"It's fine mom, it really is...it's not your fault" I tried to take as mush guilt away as possible, but it seemed like it didn't matter. I hated seeing her like this. So vulnerable, so lost and empty.

"No it's not fine Valeria...I should've been able to protect you and your siblings, not the other way around..." she was now sitting in a blue chair right beside my bed, shaking. The doctor and the nurse had left the moment my mum and I started to talk, probably to give us some privacy.

Speaking of siblings, where were they? I asked her when she had calmed down a little. I was told that they were staying at Sofie's. And I was kinda happy about that. Although I missed them very much, I really didn't want them to see their big sister lying vulnerable and beaten up at a hospital. I was their role model, and I was going to continue being that.

Something in my mums face bothered me. Although her face was pale, and had a few bruisings, I felt like there was something she kept from me. Her red puffy eyes didn't meet mine.

I hadn't looked at myself in the mirror, I was too scared what I was going to see.

I've been beaten up before, but I never felt like this. Now I just felt crushed. I should've been able to fight against my father, I should be able to protect my family.

 *

"Mrs. Johnson" Dr.Brown entered the room, while carrying some papers. My mum looked up at him with a look that said he had her attention.

"We'll have to at least have Valeria here for a week. The swallowing are getting worse than we were expecting so we'll have to keep her at least for a week." Dr.Brown went to the heart monitor and took a few notes before looking back at me, and then his clock.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Johnson but I'm afraid the visting houres have past, and you'll have to go. You can of course come in the morning, and I promise we'll take very good care of your daughter for you" his smile looked real, and he then left the room, with a small goodbye nod.

"I'm so so sorry Valeria...." 

"Really mom, it's okay I'll be here tomorrow aswell. Go home, you look like crap" a small smile formed on her lips.

"Are you sure?" she asked hesitantly. I nodded, and she gave me a sweet kiss on my forhead. She stroke her hand trough my long, wavy dark hair. Her green eyes met my crystall blue.

"Kiss my sibilings for me, will you?" I asked, she nodded and said "of course".

She then walked out of the room after giving me a thousand hugges and kisses, careful to not inflict  any more pain to me. 

I could still see the guilt and pain in her eyes, before she left the room.

Now I was all alone in a big white room. The clock on the wall showed that it was 11.00 in the evening. Finally I was alone, and I didn't have to hold the fake act again. I felt myself start crying. I cried and cried and cried, all the memories comming back.

I cried myself asleep.