Chapter 17
Echo's POV
Gulia left my room to get a tray of tea and crackers. The people that pulled Gannon and I out of the pool were guards. The others were screaming and made a lot of noise gaining the attention. Marco found out, and seemed angry, but calm. Vinny and Clara were sent somewhere in the house, and I was brought to my room immediately by Ethan. He didn't let me walk, and I got his clothes wet. Gulia was with him, and helped start the shower, but I said I was fine. I almost got away with not letting them see the bruises I suppose started to form, or the cuts, but Clara barged in right as I slipped on my underwear, and saw them.
She refused to leave my room and forced me to let the doctor that was called to fix me up. I have been sitting in my comfortable sweats watching the doctor clean up my hand, and stitch it up for the past 30 minutes. I fell onto the glass shards and it was cut open at several different spots, and was all cut up, and then along my forearm, on the back side where the bone is on both arms. My sides were bruised, as well as my back. My face looked horrible. The bottle hit me in the left side of my face so I had a black eye, cuts on my cheek/cheekbone, cuts on my eyebrow/forehead area, and a good amount of bruising.
I would cry if I hadn't cried all my tears in the shower, and then didn't have people around me. I'm close to it though, just the thought makes me so sick. I caused pain, and discomfort to those I cared about and they suffered silently.
"Stop that." I heard Gulia speak sharply. I looked up and she shook her head as she walked in. She set the tray down and sat on my bed. "This is not your fault. They had no right to say, or do anything they did. The blame is on my husband and I for allowing minors to drink. Do not sit here and blame yourself. Do you understand me Echo?" She said gently holding my chin. I nodded, but my eyes started to well up with water and she shook her head and sighed when I started crying again.
She brought me into a hug, and I couldn't stop the tears once they started. I spent hours, upon hours just crying, trying to get it out of my system. I tried to stop, but I just couldn't. Good thing the doctor was done, because I was up into the late morning, early afternoon crying, being upset, and just being depressed. Clara ended up being told to leave by her mother, and her mother ended up falling asleep in a chair when she thought I fell asleep. I locked myself in the bathroom for a while and cried, then made my way to the bed. I didn't sleep, I was kind of scared. Gulia eventually woke up because her husband came in and woke her, she saw that I was awake and kissed my head before leaving.
I laid in bed, with the door locked, and Jack and Ethan outside, until night fell. I ignored Luke, and Clara, and Vinny. I ignored all attempts to coax me out of the room, or out of bed. I just wanted to stay in bed and wallow right now. When my family was taken, I didn't cry. I kept going, I pushed myself through school, and when Ethan died, I was depressed, and then Gannon came along but that was a lie. Here come the tears again.
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Mistress Of Fortune
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