It's not what you think

Ouch! My arm!

"Well there's good news and then there's bad news. Which do you want first?"  The doctor ,mr. Emerald, had just finished examining my x-rays and MRI and just got back.

"The bad news." I stated firmly. He let out a sigh and moved over to my bed.

"Your arm has been broken in seven different places and there are three fractures in your arm. And you might need surgery if it gets any worse. The good news is you will eventually be fine and you can go back to your regular life after it heals. But I wouldn't recommend doing any sports until at least a year after it has fully healed." He said this like it was a routine thing to say and like he said it all the time.

"Okay so when can I go home?" I hate hospitals they are so crammed and crazy and annoying. I give credit to all the doctors who come here every day.

"Tomorrow night. I think it's safest here. The person who did this could be looking for you." He was right but how did he know that someone did this?

"How do you know someone did this to me? I never told you." He laughed slightly.

"You have bruises in the shape of hands and the points where it's broken or fractured is in line perfectly with the hand prints." He was very good at his job. That sucks for me I was going to go with I fell. Oh well.

"Oh" was all I said. I didn't talk the rest of the time he was in here. And eventually I fell asleep.

•••••the next week •••••
Austin avoids me during school and after school too. He had no idea that he did this to me. The only person who did was Lela. She's now my best friend and we hangout almost every day. My arm is getting better slowly but surely. If feels no different than it did a week ago but that's why I have pain medication. I was in my seventh period at this time and mr. Brenalds was talking about the Persian war. This was my least favorite class because his voice never changes. He's like a robot. It was truly annoying. I also didn't really like learning about history it was boring. After he was done speaking I raised my hand to go to the bathroom.  He excused me and I left. The hallways were empty and It was colder out in the Hallway than it was in the classroom. I was just about to the bathroom when someone grabbed me from behind. I kicked at the person and held my arm away from harm.

"Shhhhh stop Mel it's just me!" He whispered softly. I knew who it was immediately. Austin. This caused me to kick harder and punch at him with my good arm not caring if my other got hurt as long as I was hurting him. He wrapped his legs tightly around mine which made it impossible for me to keep kicking him. Then he grabbed for my good arm and steadied it until I could no longer hit him. He took me into a closet and set me down on a shelf and began speaking. "Why are you so mad at me? Yes we broke up but I left your house as soon as possible and I went over to Justin's house. Him and I got drunk I guess because I don't remember the rest of that night really expect for taking a shower and having my ribs hurt. Why did you kick harder when I grabbed you? Did I do something while I was drunk?" He sounded like he truly didn't care. I tying he was just trying to get in my pants.

"I'm mad because I hate you. I kicked harder because I hate you. And you did do something while you were drunk. You came to my house and beat the shit out of me. You broke my arm a bunch of times and fractured it too. We had to fight you off and then I went straight to the hospital. You don't give a fuck Austin. You just want sex. And as for Justin you can count on me never talking to him again. I hope you are happy that you ruined my life. I hope you get aids. Go fuck yourself and goodbye." I got off the shelf and pushed open the door. I still had to pee really bad and I needed to clean myself up because that room was disgusting. And after I finished another man I didn't want to talk to walked up to me. Justin. He was the one who got Austin drunk and he was apparently a good friend of his. He's the one who helped get me in this position and he's the one who has been lying to me since day one. I covered my face and walked past him. I had to get back to class before my teacher started to get suspicious. I walked as fast as I could and about a minute after I sat down in the class the bell rang. I gathered my bags and went off to my eight period but then I was stopped by mr. Brenalds. "Yes sir?" I asked confused about why he would stop me.

"Why were you in that bathroom so long?" He asked suspiciously.

"I was having lady problems. It's kinda hard to put a tampon in with only one hand. " his eyes widened and he just pushed me out of the classroom. I was a fast thinker and I knew he wouldn't have liked that response. My eighth period class was boring and I slept through it. The teacher didn't seem to care. Half the class was out when I finally woke up to the bells ringing. I got up quickly and I rushed out the door. I had been riding with Lela home from school and we would do our homework together. It was rather enjoyable.

A/n : so sorry I haven't been updating but I have been busy with back to school and also another apology that it was so short I just really needed to update. Please comment and vote on this book! I have also started a new book called mr. Him but I won't be publishing it after this book is finished. It's about a girl who works at a little jewelry store and one night getting off work something crazy and supernatural happens. It's more interesting than it sounds but it's late at night and my brain is slowly descending into sleep so I'm having trouble thinking but I should really go now. Bye!!!

~me!!!