Bianca's POV
We spent about two hours in the emergency room, before they finally let Blake go home. When she walked out of the room, her nose looked all swollen and blue.
"Oh My God." Wesley muttered, turning towards Blake. "Ok so now that we're on our way home, are you gonna tell me how you almost died this time?"
Blake went to the front passenger door again before turning to me. "Do you want the front this time? I've been back there before, its just cramped." She asked.
"No, I'm fine. You can have it." I said climbing in the back seat.
She got in the front and angled toward Wesley.
"Okay, so Callie was at my house last night, and you know how I never sleep when me and Callie hang out?" She asked.
"Sadly." Wesley responded, turing the corner to leave the hospital parking lot.
"Alright, so Callie left at like, oh I don't know, I think it was four, anyway, I just got up like ten minutes before I called you the first time, and I felt like I was breathing in water, I thought it was really weird. So apparently sometime in the middle of the night, I turned and was laying on my stomach and I was like seriously gonna die breathing in my own blood."
"So why did you call me? Why not Callie?" Wesley asked.
"Callie doesn't know I have leukemia, and I would like it to stay that way!" Blake said.
"You are the world's biggest weirdo!" Wesley muttered.
"Im a lovable weirdo!" Blake said.
"Nope, justs weirdo." Wesley said.
We pulled up at Blake's house and Blake's bubbly attitude completely dropped.
"Are your parents home?" Wesley asked.
Blake didn't have to answer, her dad ran out the door and slammed the screen door.
"Well, I guess that answers my question." Wesley said quietly.
Blake's dad ran to the car and opened the car door and dragged Blake out by her hair.
"You little sick bitch," he screamed as he threw her to the ground.
When Blake got up she had a huge gash on her forehead and was bleeding on her arms.
She got back in the car and looked at Wesley.
"Anywhere." She said.
Wesley backed out really fast and started driving to his house.
"You're abused?" I said extremely quiet.
"If you tell anyone, you're gonna be abused." Blake said.
"Oh, shut up!" Wesley said.
We got to his house and she got out of the car and walked into the house. I got out as Wesley shut off the car. Doing so he said, "Just wait until you see her back."
