Ruins.

Chapter 11~"Brent, why?"

Thursday, 1:46pm.
I watch the needle drain blood from my arm and then go into a small tube. I tickles slightly but doesn't hurt.
"You're a watcher?" I have a different nurse today then who I would normally have.
"I'm just not used to seeing it, I guess." I say quietly. She removes the tube screws the lid on and gently takes the needle out of my arm.
"There may be a little bit of bruising." She grabs the two other tubes filled with blood, her clipboard, then she leaves.

My phone starts to ring.
"Hey, I'm bringing you lunch. What do you want?" Ron says demandingly.
"I'm not even sure what I'm allowed to eat." I laugh a little.
"I'll just get you something light."
"Okay, I'll pay-" he hangs up before I can finish.

I just want to get out of here, this room seems to be getting smaller, this bed is getting uncomfortable, I miss my boyfriend and my kid. Just get me out of here, please.

I see Ron walk in with a huge salad.
"I got you something to eat." He hands me the salad and then sits down.
"Caesar?" He laughs.
"What else was I supposed to get? Some vegan avocado salad what ever the hell its called." We both laugh.
I eat the salad and Ron makes stupid jokes the entire time.
"What kind of bagel can fly?" His smile keeps getting bigger.
"I don't know.."
"A plain bagel" he has a huge grin on his face.
"No." I wait for another joke. About five minutes pass and he's still quiet.
"Did the adoption go okay?" I ask.
"It was good, a little confusing but we're welcoming Rosely into the Wellman family." He smiles and I start to get excited.
"How old is she?" I ask sitting up straight.
"She's only four months old, we do have to wait till next week to bring her into our home. We're getting pretty impatient." He says.
"I'm so happy for you! Maybe once you guys settle in, you can come over and hang out for a bit?" Please say yes.
"For sure. We've gotta get you out of this hospital first." Get me out of here now.
"Do you know when you'll be allowed out?" He checks his phone.
"Oh probably not for another six months." A nurse walks in.

                  Friday, 7:28pm.
         Brent was able to convince the doctor to let me out of the hospital for a night, however I do have to go back tomorrow afternoon. I sit on the couch, Kaiden sits on my lap and plays with my messy hair. Brent sits beside me with a smile on his face.
"So you're okay?" Brent looks at me worriedly. I look to Kaiden and smile, and back to Brent. I don't answer.
"Come on Kaiden lets go to bed." He gets up and attempts to walk. I hold his hand. We slowly make it to his room, I change his diaper and put him in new pyjamas. He has no trouble lying down in his crib and settling down but as soon as I leave he starts to scream.
"You'll be okay..." I whisper, while shutting the door. I quietly walk into my bedroom and look around. The beds made just as I remember, the crappy curtains that still let light in, and the dresser with a mirror cluttered with all kinds of stuff. I lye on the foot of the bed.
Why did it happen to me? Why did my dad hire someone to torture me? Why did he hate me so much? I thought mom loved me, that was a lie. Maybe I am actually supposed to just be dead.
I feel my eyes get puffy. I stand up and rub my eyes. I pull out a pair of sweat pants from the dresser and put them on. I pull my shirt up and look at the scar on my stomach.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Brent asks with a quiet voice.
"Oh nothing..." I trail off thinking of what to say. He can tell somethings wrong.
"I love you, Madeline." He says and walks over to hug me.
"I love you, Brent." He laughs a little. My breathing doesn't stay in a pattern.
"What's wrong?" He warps his arms around my waist.
"It's nothing." I walk over to the window.
"I get that you're under a lot of stress, but what it is?" Just stop asking.
"I said its nothing!" I start to yell. He walks over and puts his hand on my shoulder.
"Don't touch me!" Leave me alone.
"Madeline?" He says softly.
"Why does Kaiden look like you? He doesn't look like me at all! Explain that!" His facial expression drops.