I wake up in the hospital with Kian holding my hand.
"Hey, beautiful," he says "how are you feeling?" He asks
"I'm fine, I'm just confused," I try to get up but Kian gently pushes me back down.
"Well... You have 13 stitches behind your ear and a really bad head injury," he says
"How? What happened?"
"You don't remember?" I shake my head
"Well Sam was being rough with you and we saw you start to cry and he was laughing. So Nash was heading over to see if you were okay. Then the next minute Sam had pushed you into a table and you hit your head and fainted. Nash was so scared he tackled Sam and Cam carried you all the way to the hospital," he said
"But Sam didn't push me... He didn't do anything! Don't punish him! DONT!" I start to panic and cry.
"On shhhh don't worry we aren't punishing Sam. We didn't get the police involved. We just said Sam is going to have a break from you for awhile." He said
"But but!"
"Shhh" he says. I settle down and he starts talking again.
"We aren't mad at Sam. Not at all. We just want what's best for you and Addy. We don't want you taken away,"
"I don't want to be either, I love it here and I love everyone, where's Addy?"
"She's at home...."
"Wait how long have I been here? How long have I been out?"
"Ummmm three days I believe"
"Woah" Then there comes the awful awkward silence. I start to drift off again when Kian starts whispering.
"Hello?" Pause "Yeah I think she's asleep," he says " yeah she's doing great, poor thing," pause "yeah I love her too," pause "Cam, all you and Nash do is worry" pause "yes Dallas I told you she's alright," pause "how's Addy?" pause "okay good good," pause "yeah Zoe misses her a lot too, I can tell" pause "yeah" pause "okay I got to get going and give princess her beauty sleep" pause "thanks Cam, See ya." Then he hangs up.
I start to drift off to the sound of my heart monitor going beep..... Beep ..... Beep.... But before I just started to sleep I feel my hand being taken and squeezed and Kian's quiet whimpers. Then beep.... Beep.... Beep....
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Life
Художественная прозаWhen ten year old, Zoe, tells her orphanage story, will her life ever change? Read to find out.