*one week later*
Violets Pov
"Violet?"
Oh it's a voice.
"Violet"
It sounds like Liam.
My eyes flutter open to be greeted by the hospital lights.
"Oh good, how are you feeling"
"I-I'm okay" I can speak
"Okay so today we're going to try to get up, walk around. We can go outside if you want. You've been asleep for a week now so you'll be a bit stiff. You're not healed but you are healing nicely we just have to be careful." He said as he checked my blood pressure and heart rate.
"Ima give you about an hour to wake up, we are going to keep the feeding tube in as I don't think your throat is ready for food consumption." I nod as he raises my bed up
"Ah you're up" Harry said as he walked through the door
I watched him carefully as he walked towards me
"Ima give her an hour or so to wake up and we're gonna try walking" Liam patted his shoulder as he walked out of the room
Why does it feel like a parent dr relationship. I don't know these people.
"So Violet can you tell me anything about yourself." He asked resting his chin on his closed fist
"I-I can't remember" I begin racking my brain for answers. All I know is that I got taken. But idk where from or from who.
"That's okay, it'll come to you eventually" he's reassuring me, why?
"Where's my home" I asked glancing at him and then back down to my hands
"With Me" he said plainly
"Oh" what am I supposed to say
To say that I'm happy would be a lie, my life could've sucked but it was still my life.
"Alright are you ready" Liam asked as the door closed
I give a slight nod, I'm anxious.
He stands infront of me helping me to sit up and turn towards the edge of the bed.
"Alright we're going to put this belt around your waist, it's just to give a little help keeping you steady" he latched the belt pulling it to a tightness he thought would be best.
"Okay very slowly try to stand" I grab his arms and try to stand
My legs feel like jello, my body dips as soon as my legs extend completely.
"Hey it's okay you've been through a lot" he reassured me as I put all my effort into standing again.
I do it, I'm actually standing somewhat by myself.
"Good" he stands still waiting for me to make another move.
My foot, shaking as I lifted it from the ground, felt as if it was invisible. I place it on the ground a little infront of my other. Now that I can see myself I feel repulsed.
My body is badly bruised and cut up, you can see the electrocution marks at the points of entry he made in my skin.
Tears well up in my eyes.
I'm disgusting.
I look like an abomination.
I can't help but cry.
My head falls into Liam's chest as my sobbing becomes louder. His arms wrap around me holding me close.
"Shhh" his hand gently combing my hair in an attempt to calm me down.
"I'm so gross" my words choppy from my crying
"No you're not, you went through something people usually don't go through. You're strong and beautiful" I know he's only telling me that bc it's what I want to hear.
My hands grip tighter to his shirt as I push my head deeper into his chest. Why'd this have to happen to me.
I sigh wiping the tears from my face as I move my other foot forward. He offers a small smile as I continue taking small steps.
"Do you think that's enough or do you want to keep going"
"I wanna keep going" he nods and continues to hold me up
"Is it okay if Harry does this I'm being paged" I nod as Harry takes Liam's place in front of me.
I grip onto the sleeves of his shirt.
We continue to walk slowly out the door and to the hallway.
"Want to go outside? They have a garden here" he asked as I stopped to take a break.
He starts to walk me out the doors. I'm just now realizing I've been locked indoors for a month now.
The air hits my face, the sun bright and sitting above the tree line. I missed this.
"Beautiful huh?" He said helping me sit on the small bench in-front of a fountain.
I know he's trying to make things easier on me. But he's also then man that took me.
A sigh falls from his lips as he relaxes into the chair.
"H-Harry" his head turns looking at me
Come to think of it I've never actually looked at him.
"Yes"
"Are my parents looking for me" I asked hoping I knew the answer.
"No" I don't know why but the reply made my chest ache.
"They didn't love me?" My eyebrows furrowed trying to understand what I'm being told.
"Your mom did" oh, at least there's someone.
"Why did you take me" I have no idea why I'm so comfortable asking him questions. Is it because he's been here for me? Cared about me?
"Hmmm, because I wanted to" I can't say that I'm shocked he seems like a pretty blunt person.
I slightly nod and turn back towards the sun.
I like that I can forget about the trauma I experienced for just a little bit. A small smile makes its way to my face as the wind blows through my hair.
"I like that" Harry stated out of the blue.
"Like what?"
"Your smile"
Why is my face hot? Am I blushing? At the guy who took me away from my life. I guess I can't directly blame him for the torture considering he killed the person that did it.
"I-I wanna go back in please" he stands up my hands make their way back to his arms pulling myself up
"I'll come back tomorrow as well" he said as I sat on my bed
A part of me wants to ask him to stay. I sit quietly my mind racing. Why do I feel this way.
"Can you-" the door had already closed before I could get my answer out.
Why am I sad?
YOU ARE READING
Gone
Fanfiction"She can't just be gone David" "Well she is, you need to grieve" "She's still out there I know she is" "Beth she's gone" A story from the eyes of a girl kept from the world.
