Willpower

Cry baby

It wasn't until after we rounded the corner that I let go of Llexa's wrist. As soon as I did she turned towards me.
"Thank you SO much for that. I couldn't take all the stares anymore." The look in her eyes told me she didn't sleep much last night.
"You didn't sleep much last night didn't you?" I was plain and simple in asking her.
"No... Even before Maddie woke up and saw me I was on edge thinking Isa would find us." I pulled her into an empty room.
"Yeah. I know how you feel. The only reason I get sleep is because I get a sleeping pill to help." I had asked for one as soon as I got better. "Hopefully I get out of here soon. I hate hospitals."
"Lisha... Do you think the hatred of hospitals is from... You... What happened when we were younger?"
"It has everything to do with when we were younger." I could feel tears coming to the surface of my eyes. They burned like hand sanitizer on a cut. I never cry. Ever since I was younger I never cried. I would just get more abused. Llexa pulls me into a hug.
"It's ok Lisha. Go ahead. Cry. You're safe to cry now." With that I couldn't hold them back anymore. I was sobbing. Full on sobbing into Llexa's shirt. I also was tugged back into a flashback. Oh no. I haven't had one of these in forever. I thought I was done with them.

Flashback

"STOP! MOM! PLEASE! YOU'RE HURTING ME!" There was nothing I could do. It was just one of those nights. One of those nights I shouldn't be going through. I was only 6 years old, but nothing was holding them back. Pretty soon I black out. I don't know how much longer they beat me up or how long I was out but I was out. I woke up where I had fallen. I went upstairs and washed all the blood off of me. I covered up the bruises and rushed to the bus. A normal routine that shouldn't be normal, I'm only six and with 5 minutes I can cove up a NASTY bruise and scar. I got to school and no one suspected anything like usual. I got to class and unpacked my bag. I went to sit down at my desk to start my morning work. Oh no. It's ABC order. I suck at this. After 10 minutes of suffering through it the announcements come on... I'm saved. We stand to do the pledge and I feel dizzy. Shoot. I forgot to take painkillers to help with last night. I don't notice when announcements are over, but somehow I sat down with the rest of the class. I couldn't focus on anything. When it was time to go to the carpet for story time I was super dizzy. I managed to get up and start walking but then I fell and passed out again apparently. I woke up in the hospital with my teacher sitting in my room. She told me they couldn't get hold of my parents, but I had to come here. I was in critical condition. I had broken almost all my ribs, my skull got fractured, and that I had several mental illnesses. My teacher tried to get ahold of my parents once more but got my nanny instead. Once my nanny got here she signed all the papers and took me home. My parents were waiting. They grilled me with questions. I started to cry and they started to beat me up even worst than the night before, my dad ended up stripping me and raping me. All because I had gone to the hospital. Their number one rule? NEVER go to the hospital from injuries from them.

A/N: sorry it's so late. I started to write it but then got HUGE writers block.

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