Finding My Precious Little Sister

Part 4

        I couldn't believe my eyes there she was standing there looking as if she had never been in a car crash at all. She looked so beautiful, yet if I was able to see her that meant that I was either dead or dreaming. I was hoping for the latter because my job wasn't done I still had to take care of my sister and protect her. I wasn't ready to die. That's when I heard my mother's voice. " You have choice son. You can come to heaven or you can go back down to earth to be with your father and sister"  Turning to look at my mother I could tell se already knew my answer, but she was smiling and came to give me a hug. " I was hoping you would choose to go back. You're still too young to cross over to me. Right now your need to go and watch over your sister. Let her and your father know I'm still reunited. I love you my dear child now get your butt in gear and return to the world of the living."  With that said I felt like I was falling like Alice when she fell down the rabbit hole except bumpier and scarier. I could feel myself connecting back to my body. It was like my body was waking up after every muscle in my body had fallen asleep. here were pins and needles spreading all over my body and everything was more distinct; I could smell my father's aftershave, the cent of antiseptic and hear all the machines beeping and whirring as they were trying to keep me alive and in that moment I felt more alive than I hade ever felt before.

    In the next moment I was opening my eyes to find that my father and sister were dozing off. I looked sown at Briar first noticing that she was still in the same clothes that she was wearing when we rescued her and that she hadn't had a bath as well because her hair was disgustingly greasy to the touch. I went to make a sound to wake either of them up, but my throat was so dry it was hard to make an sound. Knowing how heavily my family members can sleep I looked foe that stupid nurse call button each room is suppose to have, but to my dismay it happened to be wrapped up in my sister's arms as if it were a teddy bear. By this point I was really thirsty so I decided to just shake her awake. That was a very bad idea.   

     She woke up and let out one of her ear piercing wails screaming " Daddy wake up ! He's awake ! He's awake !" I'm surprised I didn't go deaf because for such a small size year old she could be quite the loud one if she wanted to be. Her screaming had even alerted the nurse that had been waiting outside of my room just in case something for the worst was to develop while I was being observed. " Finally I can get a glass of water." Is what I thought and it seems as if the nurse read my mind because the next thing I know is she was handing me one of those hospital cups that you can take hone that come equipped with a straw. I downed the water all inn one go because of just how thirsty I was at that moment. I didn't get to relish the soothing therapy of the water on my dry throat for long because the next thing I knew was that the nurse and doctor that had arriver were tryin to take my sister away to be examined. She started to scream bloody murder because the doctor who happened to be male just suddenly grabbed her from where she was comfortable by my side on the bed. With my good arm I quickly disengaged his hands from her and spoke to him about the situation at hand. After explaining everything he understood and gave her a lollipop along with some apple juice in a similar cup to mine the only difference was that it was decorated with little butterflies while mine was simply clear with the hospitals logo on it. This seemed to calm her down and make her happy. Even after that she still didn't want to get checked out so they decided to get me into a wheelchair so that she would be more willing to go. All she wanted to do was be by my side at the moment and they didn't blame her after all the hectic stuff that has happened. Once I was situated we made our way to the exam rooms to get her checked out.

     When we arrived in the exam room they promptly had her change into a teddy bear print gown. They first checked for any external damage. There was none except for a few bruises on her wrist from restraints and a few chipped teeth where she used her mouth to remove her restraints and promptly run to the ensuite bathroom to hide. She was a bit malnourished because seemingly they barely fed her anything while they had her captive. Internally she was okay as well they hadn't gotten the chance to violate her. The psychological damage was unknown only if and when she decided to open up would we know the true extent of the damage done.

          About a week later we were both discharged from the hospital and allowed to go home except we stayed at my grandmothers house because at that moment in time our house was still a crime scene because the police were still looking for evidence to use in the case against my wicked step-mother and accomplices. They all were currently being charged with kidnapping, child pornography, child endangerment, and sexual abuse charges The guy who shot me was facing all of those as well as attempted murder. Life had relatively returned to normal except for the fact tat I now hade a scar on my shoulder from the bullet, my father was filing for divorce, and my sweet little sister was now going through therapy to help her get through what happened to her other than that it was normal.