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Why? Ch. 4 Hospital Visit

Chapter 4: Hospital Visit

Emilia's POV

I got ready for school that day having a feeling that something very bad will happen.

I wasn't even half way to the door, when a hand gripped my wrist aggressively. I yelped in pain and surprise. I then turned my head and looked at my dad. He had a dangerous glint in his eyes that told me instantly that I wouldn't be able to go to school that day.

He smirked and asked,"Where do you think you're going Emilia dear?" I shivered at the coldness of his voice and eyes. I immediately felt helpless and scared.

I managed to stammer out,"I...I...I a..am g...going to school." He smirked again when he noticed my helpless voice.

His smirk quickly turned into a frown and he glared at me."Well, think again. You think I'm going to let you get away after not getting your daily dose of discipline yesterday? I saw your little happy dance when you thought I was asleep."

I gasped and asked,"You were awake?" My foster dad never let me be happy around him. He thinks happiness is freedom and freedom means that I get less discipline, so I never smiled around him. I only have a blank, sad or scared face when I'm home.

"Yes. I was only half awake. But still, awake. I will not tolerate you dancing around here, happy." He had that look in his eyes, just right before he was going to beat me. I prepared for the worst.

He then started to punch me at the face, torso, stomach and other body parts. I grunted in pain every time he hit me. He punched me in the gut so hard, that I doubled over in pain. I rolled around the floor and he started kicking me and saying that I was worthless which brought tears in my eyes.

He kept saying things like this and kept beating me. He started hitting me with a bat and hit my head. My heart beat was slowing down, but it was still there. He hit me in the head and then everything went black.

I felt sore all over. I tried opening my eyes but I can't, so I just kept them shut until I fell asleep again.

I jerked awake after my nightmare and all I saw was white. I wondered where I was and adjusted my eyes to the light. I saw white walls, white doors, a white duvet over me and the white bed I was lying on.

I heard someone say,"Oh. You're awake. Thank goodness."

"Huh? Where am I?" I was totally confused. Last thing I remembered was being beaten by my dad.

She must've seen my confused expression and said,"You're at the hospital dear."

My eyes bulged out when I heard the word 'hospital'. I panicked and asked her,"How'd I get here?"

"You're father rushed you here when he saw you all bruised up. You were unconscious and your heart beat was slowing down so we covered you up. He didn't know who did this to you though."

She had a questioning face, asking if I knew who did this, but I hardly noticed because this was the first time I got rushed to the hospital after getting beaten. My father never cared that much to bring me here. Must have been between life and death. But, I wondered why he still bothered to bring me here if I was close to death. He would've been happy that I died.

She cleared her throat and I jerked my head up to her in surprise. My head suddenly throbbed in pain and I held it. She rushed over to me and gave me medicine.

She said in a soft voice,"You need to rest. I'll ask you this when you wake up. I'll alert your father of your awakening." I only nodded and fell asleep the moment my head hit the pillow.

I jerked awake when a voice said,"Wake up you worthless piece of meat!" I looked up to my dad. "You are going to tell them that you got beat by big guys who had masks on so you couldn't recognize them and say that they knew where you lived and you blacked out after they left you at home okay?!" He said in a harsh tone. I nodded quickly and he softened his gaze into a caring one when we heard the door open and he said,"Are you sure you're okay?"

I wanted to snort at his sudden change of mood, but held it in and said,"Yes, dad. I'm okay now. A little sore here and there. But, I'm fine."

The one who entered was the nurse who I saw the first time I woke up. I never really got her name. I was pulled out of my thoughts when she said,"Hello. I'm nurse Thea. I'm the one who called you to inform you for Emilia's awakening." She said to my father. She continued looking at me this time,"I'm here to ask you what happened to you that you got so beat up." I looked at my father and he sent me a warning glance.

I cleared my throat and said,"I got beat up by two guys in an alley when I walked home. I couldn't recognize them 'cuz they had masks on. It was dark in the alley so I couldn't see their masks. After they beat me, they took me home. They knew where I lived, so they just left me there. I blacked out after that. It's okay though. I won't press charges so don't bother the police trying to find them." She seemed to fall for my lie.

"Do you know why they beat you? Do you have any enemies?" She asked me.

"No. I don't know why. I think they were just drunk or something. And I don't have any enemies. What so ever." I answered.

"Oh. Okay. Are you sure you don't want to find them?" She asked, worried.

"Yes. I'm sure. It's okay." I sent her a little smile and she returned it.

"Well, okay then. I'll leave you two. And Emilia, you have to stay here for a week to let your bruises and broken ribs to heal." She said turning away.

"Okay. Thank you." I looked at my father and he sent me an approving nod for lying.

I felt exhausted after that and fell asleep.

I was just laying on my bed and watching t.v. when I don't have to take my medicine or getting checked up. I was bored out of my mind. I kinda missed school a bit.

I was there on my bed at the last day of being admitted to the hospital. I was thinking about my life. What I wanted to do when I grow up. My childhood memories with my real parents and foster parents when everything was still okay. To after my foster mom left my foster dad and I. I was having a whirlwind of thoughts.

I was thinking about school and my thoughts drifted to Tristan. How he was now and if he missed me.

I shook my head at that thought. How could he miss me? I'm just a loner and a loser that he met.

That thought sent a pang through my heart. What was that feeling? Ugh. My life is a mess.

With that, I fell asleep.

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Hey there! Fourth chapter! Thank you for all the reads! We appreciate it! Sorry there isn't a Tristan's POV here. =( Anyway.......vote or comment. You don't have to. It's just there. I'm just rambling. Okay.....

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