Make A Choice

Ana

Anna's POV
 
*Two years ago*
 

  Two months after the incident am finally out of the hospital, although am barely able to walk without any support I still had insisted on leaving the hospital. I totally hate those hospitals now after two months of having nothing else for company, it's as if the more I laid down there the sicker I got, so I had to insisted on going home to a more or less friendly environment.

  Waking up, sweating all over. The injuries have scarred and my room was changed but yet the nightmares were still consistent. Sometimes I start to believe that it will never stop, it is just one of those things that will never end but still I cannot accept that image of myself reliving my nightmares over anymore.

  Slowly beginning to drift back to sleep, am suddenly startled into full awareness as my alarm blasts out its usual tune. Turning over to lay on back, simply too lazy to get up by seven on a Saturday and besides it wasn't like I had things I could do any longer.....

  I still remember, couple of weeks after the incident, he just came busting into the hospital room that I had been in for weeks now bringing back with him memories of the one night I have been trying so hard to forget.

  "W..what are you doing here?", I asked as I faced that very face that has brought me nightmares for weeks....

  "What do you ?!", I repeated the question, slightly raising my voice when he didn't answer at first .

"You know... Lil sis.... I never got to finish what we started", he said, sending down my spine waves, after waves of terror that  I could barely stand even as I laid completely pale and paralyzed in every muscle in my body.

"Wh...what?"....

"Oh don't sound so surprise",he said as he took several steps to where I laid feeling completely trapped in my own flesh and unable to move. "Now, where was I?".......

  I snapped myself back to reality, always dreading going any deeper into what happened that night or the ones before then, I just could not bare to think of how my own so called brother could do all those things to me, the touching.....the beating.......the threatening text messages that no one ever knew about.....the incest......

  I just couldn't.........but then I didn't have to anymore because everyone keeps saying, "its the past now" in their own case but is mine really my past or is now the future that I will have to face eventually.

  Finally stopping myself from over thinking. I carefully got myself off the bed trying not to effect the now turned bruises on both of my sides, which is proving to be a really hard task right now.

Finally I make it to my bathroom and I begin stripping down as I got into the  freezing water trying to gentle down my sky rocketing temperature. Getting out of the bathroom several minutes later, feeling much more relaxed from my brief self - ministered massage. Yeah, am that good.

  Making my way down the steps, which also holds a lot of memories too. I pour myself a mug of the already made steaming coffee. It was probably made by my sister, she knows just how to get me going.

"Hey sis, I see you helped yourself", my sister said as she came back from her usual morning laps.

"Hey Em, Yh I did and thanks"

"Sure"

She sits beside me on the dining table with her own steaming mug. We both sat in an obvious comfortable silence. We were startled by the ring of the home tele, which was strange cause it's only our parents that ever uses that stuff and they were currently away on their numerous business trips.

"Go get it", Emma said after about it's third ring.

"You go get", I said back, totally having no intention whatsoever to touch that stuff, not after all the horror movies I have seen .

"Scared?"

"Geez, no am not"

"Then go get it"

"I said no Em, stop it"

"You are just sacred", she mumbled under her breath, obviously meant for me to hear. The phone had stopped ringing by now so I just shook off the comment.

Then it went off again. "What?", I asked as  Emma kept looking at me.

"Are you gonna get that?"

Finally giving in," sure".

Picking up the phone I initially did not hear anything but then, there it was....."Hello?"

"Hello?", the voice said again. That voice........oh God, I thought, not him again please........

"Anna?....", the voice came again this time more audible and even more familiar.

Its definitely him, I thought as I heard his voice more clearly this time. Not knowing what to say I turn to Emma as blood drained from my face as I dreaded the reality of this situation .

"Who is it ?", Emma said as she saw the look on my face.

All I could say was, "it's him........"