Scarred For Life (Scream)

chapter xvii.

It had been two days since the attack and I hadn't spoken since those few words I had uttered to my mom in the ambulance. Two days of constant pain, torture, agony and memories. In the violence of it all and the fear, only when I had laid down had I felt the total extent of my injuries, as I was flopping on the windowledge. 

Five broken ribs, grade 3 concussion, bruised pelvis, severe internal and abdominal bleeding, deep lacerations to the back, chest and neck and severe post traumatic stress. Sam, Tara, Mindy, Chad and Mom had held a vigil over my bed since I had arrived. All of them tried to get me to talk, but I couldn't- I felt too guilty.

Last year, if I had just stopped fighting it and died, this probably wouldn't have happened because mom wouldn't of written the book, and hopefully Amber and Richie would have stopped in getting what they wanted. Then hopefully there wouldn't have been an inspiration in the new set of killers.

Like always, everything was just my fault. 

I was pulled out of my thoughts by a knock at my hospital door, they didn't wait for an answer, probably because they didn't think I'd reply and walked in. Mindy and Tara. Ethan hadn't really shown up to see me, he'd come after my surgery the first night but since then there had been no appearances. He'd been texting but, it wasn't the same level of comfort.

"Hey girly." Tara smiled as I waved and Mindy blew a platonic kiss. They had bags in their hands, atleast two each. "We brought snacks and gifts. Your mom said you should be here for around another week or so, so we thought let's have a girly marathon. Sam's coming later, she's with your mom, Bailey and Kirby." The black haired girl told me to which I nodded.

Slowly but carefully the two helped me onto my feet and quickly rearranged the bed, and then I laid in the middle, one friend on either side. They had gone all out just to distract me. There were bags of popcorn, chocolate (all nut free) and sweets. Then they'd brought my blanket from Wes and my dad's blanket. 

Tara had also grabbed a few pairs of my short and vest pajamas and Wes' hoodie and Ethan's hoodie and my slippers. Although I wanted to express my gratitude for the effort they had put into this, I couldn't bring myself to speak. I was too scared, but it was typical. When I couldn't speak after my throat was slit, all I wanted was to speak but now I can speak I don't want to.

I felt so guilty because if I had held on just that few moments longer Anika would be safe and Mindy wouldn't have to feel what I felt those few months ago in Woodsboro'. Because of me my friend was hurting, and badly at that. It was my fault.

Anika was dead because of me, Mindy was hurting because of me and Sam was blaming herself because of me. So, if I had died in Woodsboro' when they slit my throat then they would all be alive or happier. 

Mindy wrapped her arm around one of my shoulders whilst Tara wrapped hers round my other one, they rested the laptop on my lap and played harry potter and the philosophers stone as Tara pulled Wes' blanket over me and passed me sour patch kids, picking out the green ones for me because I hated them and she loved them. 

Tara ran her hands through my hair as we munched on the sweets during the film, I felt exhausted but wouldn't allow myself to fall asleep, I was too scared and in too much pain to relax. It was agony. But I couldn't tell anybody because they would then give me something to sleep and I didn't want to sleep because of the nightmares and panic attacks.

Ethan walked in slamming the door, making all three of us jump, I flinched as I felt somebody touching me as a small sob passed my lips, my eyes darted around the room in panic, I could see somebody holding their hands up towards me, I felt terrified. "D-don't hurt me p-please." I whispered as fear encased my voice.

After five minutes of constant flinching and tears I slowly felt my heartbeat slow slightly and could see Ethan looking freaked out and the girls on either side looking concerned. "Hey you guys..." He muttered sheepishly as he sat on a chair at the far end of the room, Mindy rolled her eyes and sighed as I took a gulp of water.

Still too scared to really talk and uphold or engage in conversation I waved at Ethan, a small fluttering in my heart. He scoffed whilst Tara glared at him. "You're not even gonna say hi to me?" He spoke as I looked at him confused, he knew what had happened to me, I was traumatized.

"You know she doesn't want to, Ethan. Leave her be." Mindy glared as she rubbed my arm gently, Tara rolled her eyes.

"I am her fucking boyfriend, she should talk to me! She's not a fucking mute nor is she death, or dead so why is she not using that mouth of hers?" He shouted, suddenly exploding, before the attack he had understood when I was quiet.

Mindy looked at me, but I shook my head at her, knowing what she wanted to do. "Yeah, and as her boyfriend, you should understand that she is scared and know what she is going through and respect that, respect her. Or clearly you're not the right guy for my girl." Mindy snapped as Ethan rolled his eyes at me.

Tara passed me my ear defenders so I could block it out, noticing it was triggering my PTSD, anxiety and getting overwhelming, but I shook my head, I wanted to know what he said. "No, I don't know what she's going through and I don't understand either. Because nobody has ever hated me that much to try and kill me, multiple fucking times." It felt like a knife in my chest, straight through my heart, at that, Tara stood up and started to slowly push him out of the room.

I didn't want to speak, but I was so angry. "Are you kidding me, Ethan?" I muttered, Mindy looking at me as if to check I was okay. When I started to speak again, I was cut off by Mindy.

"You don't have to speak A, he's being a baby." His eyes narrowed at her words, Tara still attempting to push him out the door.

"I really thought that you liked me, but just by that comment there, you've shown me that I was wrong. Get out." I cried, he immediately looked regretful and ashamed. "Get out!" I shouted, I threw whatever I had at him, a bottle, a pillow, a coat, a book and even my phone, which Tara caught as to not smash it.

Ethan started to push Tara back. "Get your fucking hands off of her!" My voice echoed in my ears as I slowly pushed myself out of the bed, and lost my temper, I pushed Ethan halfway out of the door and then slammed the door in his face. My energy seemed to have seeped out of my body, as well as blood as my stitches must have reopened from my thigh and stomach wounds.

Numbness spread through my body as my legs went numb and my knees gave way, I thudded to the floor as I sobbed. Mindy and Tara holding me up into a sitting position. The door opened and Mindy chucked a shoe at whoever it was, met by a shout. "Hey!?" Chad shouted as Tara smiled slightly, they smirked at each other, before he looked at me. "What the-?" Tee shook her head as he came over and helped to pick me up and lay me on the bed, before he noticed the blood coating his hands.

"Uhm- guys." He looked around at Tara as they all three stared at his hands and my stomach, what was just a small spots of blood was now three seperate patches of blood and a puddle of it on my nightgown. 

Four minutes later and a nurse was resewing my stomach and thigh stitches and giving me some more medication. "All done lovely, next time don't try and wander alone, if something happens come and get me or security." Chad thanked her as Mindy explained to her twin quietly what had happened outside my room as Tara rubbed my arm up and down.

"I- I thought he liked me..." A tear rolled down my cheek as I yawned, Tara pulling my head onto her shoulder. Not having enough energy to resist, I let my head flop onto hers and leant into her side as she wrapped an arm around my body. 

"He's not worth one nanogram of you. You are so much more than he is. He does not deserve the hot specimen that you are. You are a beautiful, independent, smart, hot and loving woman who is my favourite human in the world.

A small smile pulled at my lips as the twins walked back in, somehow holding even more snacks. "Did you rob a bank to get all the cash for this?" Tara asked as Chad shook his head. 

We resumed our film plus Chad moaning about it the whole time, and eventually I must have fallen asleep, because when I woke up, Tara was getting up. "Ssh. Visiting times are over, I promise I'll be back tomorrow at eight am sharp. Go back to sleep love." I nodded and closed my eyes, slipping into a nightmare ridden sleep.