Never Look Back (justice crew fanfic)

Chapter 6 - Home Coming

*2 months later*

~ 2 months later ~

“… Broken femur, kneecap cracked, right arm broken, cracked skull, five broken ribs, multiple infected cuts, one collapsed lung and a stomach ulcer. Three dislocated fingers, five wrongly healed bones and starvation.” I heard the nurse list off all my injuries to Claudia and Emmanuel, again. She then told them what she’s done to cure my sickness and re-set my bones.

“Oh my, Sum, you’ve been through hell and back.” Claudia whispered quietly from where she was sitting on the bed beside me, looking over the clipboard with all my injuries on it. John and Lenny where sitting in chairs near the window, staring into space. They had told me they’d killed their dad and that they feel so bad that words can’t describe it. I want to believe them but I need more time for them to earn my trust back.

I try my best to keep those memories in the back of my mind but they haunt me when I’m not pushing them away, haunting my nightmares. Every night, I wake up in a cold sweat, panting. They are all the same: me in that horrid room, Eammon always lurking in the dark shadows, the cold night air blowing through the glass-less window. Slowly, Eammon would creep forwards into the moon light streaming through the window, holding a knife or a gun. He would then say something to me, something that he’d said to me before, and then he’d be only a breath away from killing me when I’d awake.

That’s what happens most nights, some, though, are more vivid and nurses have run into the room, wondering what all the screaming was coming from. They tell me, when they wake me up, I look like I’ve seen a ghost, pale white and eyes wide and empty.

The worse part, though, is when someone tries to touch me. They try to rub my back, hold my hand, and try to hug me, even just eye contact. Every time that happens, I instantly stiffen and flinch away from them and look elsewhere. I feel so bad but it’s out of instinct. The counsellor, that comes to me every Monday and Friday afternoons, after my physio, tells me it’s only natural. Victims that have been through what I have are usually the same as me and hate physical contact. I can’t even stand the nurse resting a hand on my arm while taking shots and injecting medicine. My throat closes up and I can’t breathe. When they take too long, I have to try so hard to keep the tears in.

The only touch, from anyone, that I can stand is Lenny’s. He hardly ever touches me though. He knows that I hate it yet he is different. He seems to have the opposite effect on me. I feel safe and happy when he holds my hand or just stares into my eyes. I feel at ease and can see all his love and devotion to me, it’s like I can see through his bright green eyes and into his soul.

Lenny. Whenever I hear his name, it brings shivers down my back and makes me feel blissful. Even though he hasn’t earned his trust back yet, I can’t help but think of him all the time. When he’s not at the hospital, in my room (if he didn’t have to go to work with his crew and if the hospital didn’t have visitor hours, that’d be 24/7) I’m wishing he were there with me. And I can’t help but think that I’m falling for him. He seems like the perfect boyfriend. I’m trying to forget that him and John are the reason I’m in this uncomfortable hospital bed but I’m sort of glad they’d chose me instead of Justice Crew.

During the past two months that I’d been here, all of the Justice Crew have come to visit me. They are all so happy to be around. Samson had brought in his sister, Desiree (from Dance in the Rain, my other book). Desiree was really nice and they’d come up from Tasmania. Dezz and I got along straight away and got to know each other heaps. She made me laugh with some stupid stories she told me from her childhood. She showed me some photos of her friends from New Zealand and I fell in love with her accent, as well as Samson’s. I must say though, some of her guy friends were pretty hot but they were only around sixteen, seventeen years old – way too young for me plus I had my Lenny.

Paulie and Kid-Taz had come in together, the next week, and brought me some music to listen to. They stayed the whole day and show me some dance moves. The things they said and the things they did had me cracking up laughing. At the end of the day, I swear I had a six-pack from laughing so much and my cheeks hurt so much.

A couple of days later, Solo, Scrappy and Lucas had come to meet me. They had brought a video camera and recorded me talking about my life. They were all yelling at each other all the time – especially Scrappy. Scrappy was so loud. He’d win every argument they had – which was quite a lot – even if he was wrong, he’d win. They were arguing just about the whole time and they were kind of funny, it wasn’t annoying at all. They’d tease me about the relationship between me and Lenny and they didn’t once try to bring up what happened. They were trying to distract me, and it worked. They visited me a couple of times after that, once all of them came together and did a dance for me, almost knocking me out of my bed and the drip off it’s stand. I had to be on a drip to get me back into shape. I had only had minimal amounts of food while I was… away and was on the verge of anorexia. 

At the moment, it was eleven o’clock at night and I was trying to get to sleep, which hard, because rain was belting on my window and making a lot of noise. There was someone next door crying and I could hear him or her through the thin walls here at the hospital. My phone beeped on my nightstand and I looked at it. Emmanuel had brought me a new phone since I’d lost my old one. I checked the message, which was from Lenny,

‘u awake? Sorry if I awoke u… :(‘ I smiled and replied,

‘no, cant from this stupid rain and sum1s crying next door D:’ I sent the message and sunk into the covers more.

He replied quickly, ‘yea, the rain is annoying. U want me to sneak in there?’ I laughed out loud at that. He was always trying to hide when my main nurse came in to tell him to go home. She’d come to realise that he’s hiding in the

‘no, they would catch you and you need to sleep. Ur always over here!’