After the party the police came banging on our door followed with the paramedic's. They came flooding through the house like a pack of wild hyenas sniffing out the crime that was just committed. My father guided them upstairs and the officers told two of the paramedics examine me.
My mother did most of the talking when two ladies bombard my head with questions. She argued with them shouting " she's only a child! She's only a child!"
The women tried to calm her down while I drowned out their dispute. I stared at the oak wood floors my father just got polished to prepare for everyone coming over this Christmas. My conscience lost in the pattern burned into the wood.Lost in a sea of my thoughts, two more paramedics rushed through the door with a stretcher. I was placed onto the stretcher while my mother tightly gripped my hands not wanting to let go.
The bright ambulance lights blinded my vision, I decided to close them while they poked foreign objects into my arms. I peaked my eyes open when I started to hear my name being called.
"Beht. Beht can you hear me? My name is Maggie and I'm going to take care of you until we get to the hospital okay?"
Through my clouded eyes it looked like she had two heads and her words were in slow motion. I wanted to curl up into a small ball and hide from the rest of the world, regretting that such a beautiful night had to end like this. I struggled to keep my attention with her when she pointed a long silver light into my eyes blinding me even more.
"Do you know where you are Beht? Can you answer that for me sweetheart?"
I weakly shook my head "no" at her question. Thinking if I move too much I'll shatter to dust.
"Okay, well you're in an ambulance. You were just raped and we're taking you to the hospital to be examined, so the doctors can run some more tests."
I tried to understand the words she's speaking, but it just sounded like my head was under water. I drowned out her voice and shut my eyes again praying that I won't wake up.
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My body felt warm like my mother placed me into a fresh bath she just ran for me. I felt the soap tickle my nose and I felt happy, my mother smiling down upon me watching her naked pride and joy.
I peaked my eyes open and tried to look around the room, my body felt heavy as if it melted into the hospital bed the sick souls that previously lied here dragging me down. I looked to my left to see my mother speaking to a man in a white coat. Her eyes were puffy like she had been viciously crying, I was trying to understand what they were saying but it sounded garbled.
I let out a small groan signaling to them that I was awake. My mother gasped at my sudden movement almost as if she thought she wouldn't see my brown eyes open again.
"Oh, my baby! you're finally awake. How do you feel huh? Tell the nice doctor how you feel."
She tenderly wrapped her arms around me afraid that she might break me. Her face was watered in salty tears that found their way to my cheek. The smell of her fresh soap cuddling me reminding myself to be grateful that I had her here with me. I looked further around the room and couldn't spot my father, his belongings no where to be found as if he hasn't stepped a foot into this room.
My mother felt my body tense up and she pulled away, she noticed the worry on my face so she spoke to ease tension.
" Your father isn't here. He hasn't left the house since you've been admitted yesterday. It's too hard for him to face you right now. He hopes that you can understand."
My heart was sad that my father wasn't here to comfort me as well but, part of me understood why he didn't show up. Either the fact that he just lost his brother or that he failed to protect his only daughter, later in life I found out why.
" Mom-- I'm thirsty." My voice croaked with every word, my mouth drained from all the saliva it harnessed.
She reached her hand towards the small nightstand next to my bedside to grab the glass of water. The doctor advised her to let me drink it through a straw to lessen the chances of choking since I was already dehydrated. The cold water rushed through my mouth racing to find my burning esophagus, it sent shivers down my spine and it felt like I could breathe. She pulled it away when she noticed I was gasping for air, I was taking on more than I could handle.
"Beht my name is Dr. Woods and I'm going to be looking over you until we can get you back home. Okay so on a scale from 1-10 how do you feel?"
" A three." I said my voice spewing out the words more smoothly.
" Okay a three that's not too bad. Do you know where you are? Can you tell me why you're here?"
I tried to recollect my thoughts to remember what happened before everything turned pitch black, he saw me struggle to remember so he carried on.
"You're in the Emergency Room. You were brought in yesterday because your parents discovered that your Uncle raped you. It's normal if you feel confused or dizzy that's just your brain trying to register what's happening."
He flipped through the pages of my chart finding information that was relevant to tell me.
" Your test came back negative so there's no viruses or diseases in your system so that's a very good sign. You have major scarring around and inside your area so you will feel some discomfort. If you need any pain meds or assistance just press the red button on your remote and the nurses will come."
I sat in silence as his words echoed in my head. " Your Uncle raped you." "Your Uncle raped you." the words dancing inside my head as I remember what he did to me. With his next words he answered the question that I was too afraid to ask.
"He suffered a heart attack from excessive drug use mixed with the alcohol he consumed that night. He was pronounced dead on the scene. Even with his passing and the police can't arrest him they will still need your testimony to settle arrangements in family court."
Family Court? Why should I be worried about family court? Are my parents getting a divorce?
" Mom? why do we need to go to family court? What's wrong?"
She let a sob like she couldn't bring herself to answer my question. She closed her eyes and shook her head refusing to look at me.
"The courts will decide if it's safe for you to live with your parents. You were put in the face of danger while under their care and that is enough reason for the police to go after them." The doctor spoke for her.
Being separated from my parents unlocked a new fear for me, I couldn't imagine my world without them. They could lose me for something I did, I felt like I was the one to blame for my Uncle raping me. I shouldn't have wore that dress that showed off my young developing body it didn't help that I wore his favorite color to bed. It's my fault and I couldn't let my parents suffer for my poor decisions and I don't know how I could make up for it.
My mother found the courage to look at me again and she grabbed my hand for comfort.
" None of this is your fault baby. Your father and I have let you down and we can understand how you must feel towards us. Just remember no matter what goes on later in the years your father and I realized our mistake."
Her words didn't register in my mind when she exited the room with Dr.Woods leaving me with the small lamp lighting up my room. What could she mean by that? Did they know something I didn't?
***ElizaB so what you guys think of this chapter? Let me know in the comments also in Chapter 5 there is a fun game to play with a cash prize for the first person who gets it right. Have fun!
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The Devils Influence [ COMPLETED]
Short StoryA chilling short story of a young rape survivor spiraling down the path of recovery. Afraid of becoming a predator when lust and desire takes over.