Nuclear Family {Green Day}

Chapter Three

Nuclear Family

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CHAPTER THREE

  I saw the knife coming closer, closer, and closer still. I could see my father's awful face about to twist the knife into my skin, when I woke from shaking so hard. Then everything hit me. I remembered what happened, bolting upright in bed. I realized that in the near-darkness, I was in a hospital bed. So he hadn't killed me after all. I almost wish he had've taken me out of my misery. 

  I couldn't control the tears that were falling down my face. My breathing quickened, th anxiety building. But I held my breath, knowing he wasn't worth my thoughts, as hard as it may to keep him from them. I still couldn't place why mother had joined him. She had always protected me, but she was just like everyone else- she gave up on me. But I had cheated death, and now I had tons to figure out.

  They must have injected me to calm me down. Surprisingly, I'm totally okay with that. Dr. Bookman must be the doctor that's taking care of me. Wherever my parents are, they obviously aren't allowed to come near me since they got caught, so a foster home must be where I'll be headed when I get out of here. Shit.

  I was still lost in my thoughts when the morning light trickled in, and my door opened. A woman dressed in slim fitting jeans and a blazer stood in front of me.

"Cassie" she said quietly.

My brown eyes made contact with her blue ones. 

"I need to talk to you about why you're here. Do you think you'd be okay with that?" I nodded, not really knowing what else to do.

She smiled warmly at me before beginning. I liked her already.

"My name is Mary Hughes, but please just call me Mary. I'm a social worker. I was wondering how much you remember before waking up here?"

I took a deep breath, and without meeting her eyes, I proceeded to tell her everything I had recently remembered. 

She occassionally as I talked, taking everything in. When I was finished, she said, somewhat happily

"Well you seem to remember everything that we already knew to a T, and you filled in some blanks for us. Remebering is good and bad. Good so that we can charge your parents, and bad because it's going to be hard for you. Although I assume not knowing would've been shitty too."

She must have seen the surprise on my face when she said 'shitty", as she laughed. I definitely liked her- she's the first peron who's ever considered my feelings.

She made small talk for a while before she said she should go- apparently my breakfast would be coming soon. She surprised me once again by hugging me tightly to her before she left, whispering in my ear

"I'm going to take care of you"  

And somehow, I believed her.