The Forgotten Child

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I woke up to a blinding white light, causing me to close my eyes and squint. I groaned in pain as I tried to move but couldn't, my body was just too weak.

"Hey it's alright don't move too much, you just came out of surgery a few hours ago", Someone said in my ear, but it wasn't Michael, it was a woman. I looked up to see a woman about 40 or 50 I couldn't tell.

She had flaming red hair trailing down her back, with lips smiling at me, ones that reminded me just like mine. I tried to move again but I just couldn't.

"It's alright sweetheart, just wake up", The woman said.

"Who are you?", I asked the woman. She just frowned at me as if to say how the hell didn't I know.

"My baby girl, your just so beautiful", She said, with tears in her eyes. I just looked at her shocked, she still wasnt clear in my view, and my eyes were still adjusting to the light.

"Mom?", I whispered with tears starting to form. She just nodded at me with a smile. The light was gleaming through a window, making her hair glow and her skin look flawless. She looked just like an angel.

"Yes my darling, my your so big now", She said with a smile, tears rolling down her face. I just nodded at her whilst laughing and crying at the same time. She grabbed my hand in hers and held onto it tightly.

"You were the greatest thing in my life, your brothers were my boys, but you were my baby girl. I want you to live life the fullest darling, to excel in school, to travel, meet a boy, have your own kids, my beautiful grandbabies", She said whilst smiling, now also crying at the same time. I nodded.

"I will mom", I said with a sad smile.

"You need to wake up darling, wake up, WAKE UP"

I jumped awake only to bang into something as soon as I did, hands were holding me down to make sure I didn't fall of the bed.

"Well good morning to you too sunshine", Michael said with a smirk. I just stared at him in shock as I realised that I was in a hospital room. There wasn't a window though and everything was crystal white.

"Where am I?", I asked him. He smiled at me and reached out for my cheek but I moved away from him as he smiled and sighed.

"Well when you passed out on me, I carried you to my fathers hospital", he said with a look of concern instead of his normal stupid look.

"You can a broken rib that lodged under one of your lungs, not allowing them to get enough oxygen needed to breath properly, when you move, sometimes it dug more and it made it alot harder to breath properly. The doc says you were beaten", He said, the more he went, the angrier he got. He looked furious but I could tell it wasn't aimed at me.

"How did it happen? huh?", He asked, sitting down infront of me and putting a hand on my knee. I squirmed nervously.

"What time is it?", I asked him, dodging the question . He stared at me for a second before standing up and leant against the door.

"Its been three days", He said, sighing whilst he spoke. I shot up but pain instantly filled me as I wimpered. He instantly ran over to me and toched my head.

"You only got out of surgery a few hours ago, I'll add some stuff to put you back to sleep and stop the pain", He said to me. I just nodded, knowing that I was exhausted but would struggle to sleep without the drugs.

I smiled at him as he pressed a few buttons.

"You'll be okay, it will take a few days to heal but I'll let your family know, do you want them to come in and see you?", He asked. I just shook my head and let sleep completely take over me.