Destined

20.

Amber's lab tests had been completed soon after the nurse came, but we were told to exit the room for Amber's forensic exam to see if she had been sexually assaulted.

"Isn't she done with everything?" Adrian asks me, eagerly waiting to see her.

"Now Adrian you have to wait for the doctors to tell us that it's okay to go back in here. Her body is under some serious stress right now, there's a small chance she'll be completely delirious." Carl tells him.

"Yes Adrian. Relax, your sister just needs some time," Betha says, blowing her nose once more.

"Damn it Betha, you've been blowing your nose since we got to the hospital. You need to relax quicker than Adrian does. When we go back in there you can't cry in front of her, she's already under enough turmoil and you're only stressing yourself out more," Carl says, shaking his head.

"Carl this isn't the time!" Betha hollers, throwing her tissue away to the nearest bin.

He looks at her angrily and begins to walk away. He stands on the other end of the waiting room we all were seated in, and Adrian flashes a look towards me.

"They do this a lot," Adrian mumbles.

"They shouldn't," I whisper.

"I know," he whispers back.

Doctor Kelvin comes back out into the waiting room, greeting us with a tired smile. He looks at his clip board, squinting closely to the next name on it.

"Koles?" He half yells, looking around the small area.

Both of them make their ways to the door, while me and Adrian follow them.

"I'm sorry kids, but only the parent and guardians are allowed past this point," he tells me and Adrian immediately.

"I'm her best friend, not a kid," I try to shove past him, but he grabs my arm softly. "Please," I look into his eyes pitifully. He hesitates before letting me go, leading me in the direction Amber's parents had went.

Adrian had chosen to stay outside the room, not trying to cause any trouble I assume. I was glad he was mature enough to obey orders now, because that use to be a horrible problem he had.

As me and the Koles made our way inside Amber's room for the second time, we were greeted by an African American woman dressed in all black alongside a blonde nurse in scrubs. They looked at us carefully before shaking our hands. "Hello to you all. This is the nurse that examined Amber for substantial injuries regarding her reproductive organs. I'm detective Lavii."

"Well?" I anticipate. I wasn't trying to be rude, but I needed to know what they found. I was glad that the hospital had made the clinical judgment to call the police for us. I hadn't even thought about doing that because I was in such shock at the park.

"Sorry about her—she's our daughter's best friend. It's nice to meet you. And thank you for the help. I'm Carl, this is my wife Betha. What did you find?" Carl speaks. Betha stayed silent but you could tell she wasn't in the mood for small talk either.

"It's okay. I totally get the anxiousness, but we found that Amber was indeed sexually assaulted. We haven't had the chance to run the DNA that was in her into our system to find out who it could have been yet, but I will have more information about that in the morning. I wanted to let you know that I'll be the detective working on her case and I'm confident that we'll bring your daughter justice. Here is my card just in case anything new pops up or Amber has more to tell us when she's awake," Lavii tells us. "We won't know if she is pregnant until a few weeks from now, as it's too early to tell." She hands a card with her number on it to the each of us. "Do you guys have any questions for me?"