Roots|| Jolex

Chapter 1

'Here we go again.' I whispered as I handed my test to my father. I had gotten a B and, for most families, that would be good, but for my dad? It's awful. 'You stupid cow!' He screamed. His hand swung across my face for the fifth time that day. It continued like that for an hour until he locked me in my room without any dinner. I could here him opening the freezer and knew what he was reaching for. The achohol. I decided to study whilst I had the chance. After about half an hour, my bedroom door unlocked and my dad walked in. I could smell the alchohol on his breath as he walked closer to me. THen he slapped me. The slaps quickly turned turned to punches until my nose was bleeding and I had a cut on my face from his ring. He stumbled out of my room without a word, but this time he didn't lock the door. I looked in the mirror to check the big gash on my forehead. 'Crap, that'll need stitches.' I murmured to myself. I grabbed my bag and put a few things in it; my phone, a water bottle, and a bag of gummy worms that my friend had given me. I walked out of my room and peeped my head around my dad's bedroom door. Thankfully, he was fast asleep. I crept down the stairs, stepping on the parts that didn't creek, and to my dad's wallet. I stole a 10 dollar note, shoved it in my bag and was about to walk out the door when I realised something. My dad can track my phone. I took it out of my bag and hid it in the kitchen. I was finally ready to get out of there. I opened the front door and made my journey to the bus stop.

I walked into the building and was quite lost.I got quite a lot of weird looks, a fourteen year old girl with cuts on her face walking cluelessly around a hospital probably looks a bit strange. Then, I bumped into a woman. She looked like she was a doctor. 'Oh my god! I'm so sorry!' I exclaimed. 'It's nothing, you don't have to apologize. Ow, that cut on your forehead looks sore. Mind if I check it out?' She asked. I agreed and followed her to the ER. 'Ok, so before I start I need to ask you a few questions. What's your name?' She began. 'Full name?' I asked and she nodded. 'Eira Rhys Clarke.' I responded. I answered the rest of the questions and she started examining my forehead. 'So, where are parents?' She asked. How exactly was I meant to answer that question? I thought for a while until I decided to just be straight forward with her. Technically, he wasn't my real dad. He's only my foster dad but I technically live with him. 'Bio parents didn't want me, now in a foster home.' I said. 'I was too. I never met either of my parents, I was tossed around foster homes for years until I decided to live in my car during high school.' She replied. 'What's your new foster home like?' She asked. I weirdly felt safe around her, like I could tell her anything and she wouldn't judge me. I pointed to the cut she was cleaning, 'What's it look like?' I laughed. She just kind of stood there unsure of what to do. Eventually, she moved us to a different room where it was just us. 'What happened and has this happened before?' She asked. I could here the concern in her voice. 'Yeah, it happens a lot. Don't worry though, I'm used to it.' I said. 'Page Dr. Avery please.' She called out. A nurse nodded back to her and a few minutes later another doctor came in the room. 'What've we got here then?' He said, looking at me. 'She has a cut on her head that needs stitching, I need to talk to Bailey.' Then she turned back to me. 'I need to go quickly but I'l be back in like ten minutes. If you need me, just ask a nurse to page Dr. Wilson.' She said, softly. She gave me a quick smile and walked out of the room. 

Jo's POV:

I walked into Bailey's office and saw Alex and her having a conversation. 'Wilson! What do you need?' She asked cheerfully. 'I have a patient, she's fourteen and she came in with a cut on her head that needed stitches and a broken nose. I asked her where her parents were and.. and.' That was all I could get out before I started crying. Alex sat me down on the couch and comforted me until I was ready to talk again. 'She's in foster care and her foster dad is an  achoholic and he's abusive. She told me.' Alex hugged me tighter, Bailey's face dropped, and I just cried more. After a few minutes of discussing, I went back down to Eira's room and saw her talking to Jackson. 'Hey, Dr. Wilson! Who's that behind you?' She asked. I turned around and saw Alex behind me. I rolled my eyes, 'This is Dr. Karev,' I started as I walked into the room. 'He's my fiance.' I said, earning an excited squeal from Eira. She made me tell her the story of how me met and stuff like that until Bailey came in. 'Hey Eira, I'm Dr. Bailey, cheif of surgery. I've heard about your living conditions at the moment and I will try and contact someone to move you.' She said. Eira nodded but I could tell she was panicking on the inside. I held her hand and assured her that everything would be fine. I asked Bailey to stay with her for a bit and I pulled Alex outside. 'Look, I already know what you're going to say and I think it's a great idea. Let's foster her.' He said as soon as we got outside. I smiled and hugged him, 'Thank you so much.'