Vampire Protection Program

Chapter 4 :WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER?

Here you go! This is just for you Cuz. You have been bugging me to death for me to publish this chapter, so here it is. Now you will just have to wait for next week to get chapter 5. Love you and all of my readers!

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"So when will she be able to go home?" my dad asked Rick as he stood up from checking my vitals. I was feeling less pain that I had when I first woke up here and they had told me when I woke up that first time, after a day and a half already being here, after I lost consciousness, I was out for two days, and they'd kept me here two more, so I had been here almost five days and I wasn't sure I wanted to be here any longer.

And I still couldn't remember.

Not that they weren't taking care of me or anything, because they were doing an amazing job at it, but I was ready to leave. I didn't want to be here anymore. I wanted to get back out and move around (they had made me do some of that yesterday. It hurt to do it, but they needed to make sure that I could walk at least a little. My back was fine so they told me that I should be good to move around more) and try to get back to as much of a normal life as I could. Being here was, while helping me recuperate and heal, holding me back from my regular activities and I really wanted to get back to that.

"Well, seeing as her vitals are good..." Rick said and we all looked at him. "And she was moving pretty well yesterday, she can walk which is a miracle, and I suggest working on walking without so much support next time..." he pointed that at me. "...but I don't see why she can't go home later this afternoon after she eats a little something. She hasn't had much and I am worried about that."

"I don't normally eat much." I said with a slight shrug, which wasn't the best idea, but I wasn't worried much about the pain that it gave right now. I was ready to go. "I don't have a big appetite. I never have."

"I understand, but you eat way less than you need and in order to get back to full strength, you are going to need to eat better as well as rest and move around." I sighed and closed my eyes. "I want you to eat something and then you are free to go, but until you do, I won't let you. You need to eat better." I groaned in defeat and looked at Dad.

"What do you want Baby Girl?" he asked me as he held my hand. I shrugged, not knowing what they had really and he got that. "I'll just get you something." I nodded and he stood. "I'll be back soon."

"Okay." I answered and he and Tanya left. I looked at Sebastian in the far corner of the room. He was looking down at his hands again (he seemed to be doing that a lot and I knew that it wasn't good. He just couldn't stop blaming himself for what happened to me) and it made me sad that he kept doing that.

"Sam." I looked at Rick and he sat back down on the bed beside my legs. "I didn't want to ask this while your Dad or mom were in here, because I wanted you to be completely truthful with me." I scowled. "Tanya is your step mom right? And Sebastian is your step brother?" I looked at Sebastian who was now looking at Rick with confusion. I looked at Rick again and then slowly nodded.

"Sam... did your Dad beat you when you were younger?" I tensed and it hurt as I stared wide eyed at me. How would he have known that? There is no way that he could have ever know that. That was in the past. I looked at Sebastian who was looking at me now. He scowled and then looked at Rick once more before he looked at me again.

"Di-did he Sammie?" he asked quietly.

"I know that it is a big jump from this..." Rick whispered as he made me look at him, "...but I need you to tell me. You can be completely honest with me okay..." slowly, I looked down at my hands and Sebastian breathed shakily as he stood and started pacing the room. I closed my eyes and shuddered. "Does he still-"