Broken Star // Chandler Riggs Fanfiction

Chapter 5

I stumbled a little and fell to the floor. I cut myself on some glass shards. I felt another painful kick to my side.

I had to get up. I dodged his next kick. My vision was getting fuzzy and I stood up, stumbling to the living room. I felt dizzy, and I could hear my dads heavy footsteps thundering after me.

I felt someone grab my wrist but I yanked my hand away and ran as well as I could to the home phone.

I quickly dialed Wes's number.

"Ashley?" I heard his familiar voice.

"Wes I need your help, it's my dad," I stammered.

"What's happening? Ashley?" His voice sounded alarmed as my dad snatched the phone. He threw the entire cable box at the wall, leaving a dent.

I lay on the couch watching his fuzzy figure come towards me.

I closed my eyes.

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I heard the steady beeping of a heart monitor. It felt like it took a lot of effort to open my eyes. Eventually I did.

I was in a stiff hospital bed. Every part of my body ached. I felt too weak to sit up, but I looked around me.

I was in a hospital room, a few flower vases were on my nightstand. There was a plate of macaroni and a plastic cup of water on my nightstand.

I sat up a little and sipped the water. I was parched and gulped it down. I ate the macaroni, which was cold, but tasted good in my empty stomache.

There was a tv in front of my bed and it was coincidentally playing the walking dead.

I saw some bandages on my arm and legs. I looked inside my nightgown to see I had some weird bandage on my stomache. Right underneath the bandage I could see my little cuts lining up with each other.

I'm hoping that they didn't see them.

My hand felt cold, and I saw an IV on my hand, connected to a water bag.

The door opened and I quickly closed my eyes pretending I was asleep.

"Sir you guys can't be here, she hasn't woken yet," I guessed that was the doctor.

"Please we're good friends of hers, everyone out there cares about her," I recognized Normans voice.

"Norman," I said, my voice came out hoarse. Norman was faced me, he broke out into a grin. Chandler was standing next to him looking worried. There was a blond kid standing behind Norman.

"Do you know these people?" The doctor looked at me and I nodded.

"Alright, but only one at a time, especially with the crowd you've got," the doctor raised an eyebrow.

Norman waved off chandler and the blond kid.

"What crowd?" I asked.

"The entire cast came, chandler will tell them to leave since you don't know them that well, and it's not that great for them to meet you like this," he smiled and sat in a chair.

"What happened to my dad?" I asked my eyes widening.

"They've taken him into custody," Norman said sincerely.

"Norman I need to live with him, or else I'll have to move and I'll have to quit the walking dead and leave everyone," I felt tears coming to my eyes.

"No, I volunteered to foster you and eventually adopt you," he said looking at me to see my reaction.

"You did?" I asked shocked. He nodded.