The Silent Girl

39.

'Jim'

Myself and a few police officers were searching these creepy house. There were no one in as far as we know. There was rarely any furniture but what there was, was mouldy and dusty.

I almost lose hope before I come across another door. It was bolted shut, I wondered what was down there. The police officer comes up beside me. Before he says anything, I push my ear to the door, hoping to hear anything, something.

But, then there was a cough, a loud and pain stacking cough.

"Ella" I scream through the door. That cough was Ella.

"Jim" The police officer gently pushes me away, allowing them to break the door open. They fill down the wooden stairs calling out Ella's name. I follow them, calling for my daughter.

Her coughs fill the silence and I follow her.

"Baby" My voice cracks as I look for her. There I spot her. It was pitch black and she was cowered into the corner, blood pouring from her open mouth.

A knife was stuck in the middle of her chest. Her breathing could be heard from the other side of the room.

"Ella" I whisper to myself, throwing my whole body over to her and crouching down. She was pale, her wrists were red raw as were her ankles. All that was covering her body as a long t-shirt. It look like one of her friends t-shirts. It was grey but now most of it was red, soaking up more blood.

Yelling was heard around me, and soon a police officer was gently rolling Ella onto her back.

"Talk to her. I have to remove the knife before it causes more damage" He tells me, I'm frozen to speak but I know I have to comfort my baby girl. "This is going to hurt her a lot"

I look down to Ella to see her eyes watching me.

"Hey" I whisper gently. "I'm here" My fingers rub against her cheek gently.

She tries to speak but muffle comes out, she clears her throat and tries again.

"Noah, Micky and Luke" She mumbles. My eyes travel to the police officer who had towels next to him, his hands tighten on the knife in my daughters chest.

"They are outside, they weren't allowed in here but I'm here" I tell her quickly, trying to distract her. The knife is pulled out quickly and she lets out a scream. The policeman places a towel over the pouring blood and holds onto it.

My heart clenches and I place both of my hands on either side of her face.

"Ella" He says gently, putting pressure on the blood seeping cut. "I know this is hurting but this is going to stop the blood"

I shush her and rub her temples, calming her down.

"Dad" She mumbles, when the sobbing had stopped. I dip my head and nod at her gently to go on. "Mum pushed something into my neck, it hurts dad." She pauses taking a breath, but I notice it is small. "I've been holding on because I thought you were coming but I can't dad, I can't hold on." She breaths again, taking another small breath. "Tell them that I love them so much and I'm sorry"

"Els" I breath out, holding her face. "Breath, you're going to get out of this"

More sirens are heard from far away.

"Mum- she tried to kill me" Ella breathes and soon enough, there is shouting. "Help" She mutters under her breath.

"There is help here, baby. You going to get out of this" I said softly. "I promise I'm never leaving your side."

"Ella, sweetie" A female police officer couches down next to us as well. "I need you to stay still" Ella nod her head once before whining and a tear slips down her cheek. "Do you think you've lost conscious at any point?"

"No" Ella croaks out. "B-but she drugged me and pushed something into my neck. She told me that it'll make me weak so I couldn't fight back" She says in a hard breathe. "I'm trying to breath" She says in a whisper, her eyes dropping.

"Ella" I say, rubbing both my thumbs over her forehead. "Don't go to sleep baby" I pause, watching her eyes open again. "The boys will want you awake darling" 

"Dad" She breathes, tears in her eyes. The sirens were getting louder and louder. "Hurting my ears"

"I know" I gently stroke her hair, my hands travel to her ears and I lightly put them over the ear lops. Hoping to block off the loud sirens. The tears flowed down her cheeks as the policemen held the towel to her chest.

"Just over here" Not long later, I hear someone for the other side of the room say and it makes me realise that the sirens had stopped. Therefore, I take my hands off Ella's ears and stroke her cheeks.

"Hello sweetheart" One medic crouches down and looks to the police holding the towel. "My name is Kaylee and my partner Dion is coming with the bed"

"Ok" Ella whispers.

"Hey" There is another voice and a man appears in the same med and crouches down. "I'm Dion honey"

"Hi" Ella whispers, her eyes closing.

Kaylee communities with the police, ensuring that they were treating Ella right.

Dion, was talking to myself and Ella. Explaining what was going on and what was going to happen.

"We're ready to move her" Kaylee says to Dion, walking over to the stretcher and grabbing a plastic body size holder. The police officer had moved out of the way and the board had been placed down on the other side of Ella.

Ella's chest was no longer bleeding but was wrapped up in white material.

"Ella" Kaylee says leaning over Ella.

"This is going to hurt a little bit but I need to to stay as still as you can" She tells Ella.

"Ok" She whispers faintly. Her breathing was getting worse and she was struggling to hold herself together.

I just hoped she did.

'end of 39'

im sorry...

Posted: 16.7.22