LOST

Five

Thursday 12th November
12:05pm
London,
Hospital

Haydee

It's been hours since I was told that my father was coming to get me. Why would they agree to take me in if they didn't even want me in the first place. Weirdos.

Doctors and nurses have been coming in and out to check on me and the police officer who I now know is Officer Cavanaugh, was standing guard for some reason outside my door.

Hospital food is very disgusting I do not recommend. The look of it alone was disgusting, I would even settle for the stale bread I received from Andrew and that is saying something.

After one bite, I felt sick and haven't touched the food since.

Officer Cavanaugh knocked on my door before walking in to inform me that my dad was here.

Dad and Cedric walked in with big smiles on their faces.

"Hello sœur" Cedric said sitting down on the chair next to me. "Hi" I whispered back.

"Guess what! You finally get to leave this place." dad said making my mood light up a bit. This place was sooo boringgg. "I've already signed the release papers so we'll just take you to your house to collect your things then we will be off."

My house. Shit i forgot! My blood must still be on the floor. That must be a nasty sight and the police saw that??

I can't let them go inside.

"Mr Monet I would like to speak to you outside." Officer Cavanaugh said in a stern voice. Hah he spoke nicer to me.

Dad left leaving me alone with Cedric.

"tu nous as tous tellement manqué, chérie." he spoke in french. I don't understand French!

Taking in my confusion, he chuckled. "I said we've all missed you so much." liar.

I hummed in response looking out the window.

" so uh how has life been treating you?" He asked nervously. Is he being serious?

"Well what do you think?" I said motioning to all the wires attached to me. "Which one are you i forgot." I didn't need to let them know that I remember them.

I saw a look of hurt cross his eye but it left as fast as it came.

"My names Cedric, I'm your eldest brother and I am 26." he smiled like a freak.

"You're so old." i mumbled feeling a bit tired. "And you're so small mon bébé!" he said ruffling my hair. If I wasn't so tired I would have flinched when he lifted his hand.
(Translation : my baby)

Dad walked back in and whispered something in french to Cedric before turning to face me.

"The doctor will be here in a minute to remove everything so you'll be set to go home." he sounded more happy than I was...which was weird for someone who didn't even want me.

At the house
1:25pm

"Um can you..wait here? Please? I won't be long I promise." I asked keeping my eyes in the house as if taking my eyes off of it would reveal all my secrets.