Misunderstood

Chapter 4: Coffee

Siobhan was sitting in the office when a knock sounded, making everyone look up.

"Hiya! Just came to bring some coffee for everyone. I dropped Jamie off just now." Vivian's voice sounded in the room and Siobhan rolled her eyes, going back to her work, typing away.

"Awww well thank you, my love." Marjorie's voice was heard.

"Darling, want some?" Vivian stood in front of Siobhan's desk now, looking at her worriedly.

"I suppose I'll indulge for once." She looked up, locking eyes with the parent. She reached for the coffee with her non-bandaged hand and took a sip. "Black Americano?"

"I figured you weren't one for milk or sugar. I'm assuming I was correct."

Siobhan nodded and looked away. Her wrist was painfully throbbing but she had to ignore it for now.

"How's your wrist? I know it's been a while since I last checked it. May I?" Viv spoke, taking a seat across from the woman. Siobhan just held her arm out, allowing the nurse to unwrap it from its bandages.

"Siobhan, what ever did happen to your wrist?" Marjorie asked, tilting her head curiously.

"I uhm... fell down the stairs. Dislocated my shoulder and broke my wrist in three different spots." She spoke quietly, Autumn raised a brow as Marjorie gasped, a hand over her heart. Siobhan just rolled her eyes.

"This one's quite the fighter when getting her arm popped back into place. Broke my assistant's nose in the process." Viv joked. "Darling, this hasn't healed a bit! If anything, it's worse, what have you been doing?!" Viv whispered quietly to the woman, inspecting the purple and blue wrist.

She knew exactly what was happening but she couldn't do anything until Siobhan actually told her.

The blonde just sipped her coffee quietly and avoided everyone's stares, most importantly Autumn's. She knew she'd break down if they held eye contact long enough.

"What is my father doing to you, Siobhan?" Autumn spoke, her voice echoing through the room. Marjorie could see her fist clench and unclench.

"Nothing, I'm fine, we're fine, I'm just clumsy." Siobhan rushed out, looking at the floor.

"My love, if something is happening, you can tell us and we can help." Marjorie walked over and kneeled beside her.

Siobhan looked around and suddenly the room felt small. She put her coffee down and stood, rushing out of the room. She gasped and tears ran down her face as she locked herself in the bathroom.

Autumn stood but Vivian stopped her.

"I've got it. I know a little about what she may be going through. Been through it myself." Vivian left out leaving a worried Marjorie and Autumn behind.

Siobhan had crouched in the far corner of the loo, her breathing raged and labored. Tears rolling down her cheeks, great now her makeup would be smudged. Somehow, even her clothes got overstimulating and she kicked her shoes off, snatching her jacket off.

Vivian managed to pick the lock and slip in without anyone seeing, immediately going over to Siobhan who had by now started to sob. She had by now, yanked her shirt off and was struggling with her skirt. Vivian just ignored that part.

"Darling, it's just me. Can you focus on my voice?" Viv sat in front of her, gently grabbing her hands. The blonde just shook her head, trying to get away. "Hey hey, shhh it's just Viv, okay? I'm not gonna hurt you. Listen to my voice."

"You are safe here. Nobody is able to hurt you anymore, you have a whole village behind you, ready for battle. I know you don't think so but I know so. I've witnessed it before and I'm sure I'll witness it again. Angel, look at me."

Siobhan made eye contact and whimpered quietly, her hands shaking as she gripped Vivian tightly.

"There you go, love. You're alright, I'm here and I'll protect you in any way I can. Can I hug you?" The black haired woman slowly inched closer and Siobhan nodded, her tears slowing but not stopping.

Vivian wrapped her arms around the blonde and stroked her hair, whispering sweet affirmations in her ear. Slowly, Siobhan calmed, her body curling into Viv's.

"I've got you, no one can hurt you when you're with me." She whispered. Siobhan shivered now, her adrenaline running low. "Aww darling, are you chilly?"

The nurse reached for the long discarded sweater and laid it over Siobhan's body, feeling her relax further.

"Thank you." The blonde spoke quietly, looking at Viv.

"That hurt to say, didn't it?" Autumn spoke, she had been standing there silently, scaring both women. "Siobhan, I called my brother. We'll handle my father for you. We will get you out of there safely and you won't need to fear him anymore."

"He'll kill me if he finds out I told." Siobhan's eyes widened.

"Luckily, you didn't tell us anything. We assumed and we assumed correctly." Vivian assured, her hand stroking Shibby's back, keeping her calm.

"You don't even have to go back to his home. We'll get all your things and move them to Marjorie's house for the time being. Since she doesn't live there anymore, it's vacant. She's already signed off on it since she lives with my brother now. Charlotte and Marjorie will help pack your things whilst Reece, Mia, and I will deal with him."

"A-are you sure? I just-"

"Aut, Roger's here and Reece is waiting in the office. Keep her in here." Charlotte peaked her head in and Siobhan's eyes widened as she scrambled to hide.

"Thank you, Charlotte. I'll be right out." Autumn nodded and Char shot Siobhan a sympathetic smile.

Vivian just helped Siobhan put her clothes back on, now that they weren't overstimulating her anymore. She grabbed a paper towel and wet it, wiping the smudged makeup softly.

"You're safe, Autumn and Reece will make sure of that but so will I. He can't and won't hurt you anymore." Vivian spoke quietly, her hand cupping Siobhan's cheek. "Look at me, darling."

Siobhan looked up, her eyes locking with Viv's. The nurse continued cleaning her face up, revealing the set of freckles covering her cheeks and the bridge of her nose.

"Right, you are absolutely gorgeous. Don't let that ugly old man say otherwise, angel." Vivian pressed a kiss to her forehead and Siobhan wrapped her arms around the nurse, tucking her head into her chest.

"Thank you."

"Your ears are red, darling."

"Shut up."