Corrupted

Chapter 2

Felicity's POV:

We parked in the ER parking lot and Jake ran around the front of the car to the passenger side, my side. He put his left arm under my knees and his right under both my arms, lifting me up bridal style. I slung my arms around his neck, my head on his shoulder. My ribs hurt so bad, I was positive they were at least bruised. Aleks kicked me pretty darn hard.

He ran into the Emergency room and straight up to she front desk. "Uh, excuse me, ma'am?" Jake said, looking at the nurse.

"What happened, sweetheart?" she kindly asked me, probably seeing the distress on my face.

"Well, she-" Jake started, but I cut him off my clearing me throat. I didn't want people to know, I was ashamed. People would probably freak out, and I didn't want that to happen. I also don't want people to pity me, I hate that.

"She, uh," Jake stuttered, thinking of an excuse, "fell. She fell down the stairs."

The nurse looked me over, and back at him. Her eyes told me she didn't believe him. She wanted the truth, but I wasn't ready to give it to her, or anyone for that matter. It was mine, Aleks, and Jakes secret.

"Step in this room, please, the doctor will be with you shortly," the nurse said, showing us to room number 3. I heard the nurse whisper to Jake, "Could I speak to you outside the room?" Jake nodded his head, and off they went.

What could she be asking him? Ooh. He better not tell her a thing,  he knows my view on this.

About fifteen minutes had passed, and I sat there wondering when the stupid doctor would get in here. I had started o

to think he had forgot about me. I was looking out the window, when I heard a click of a door. I spun around, hurting my ribs. I flinched in pain, grabbing my side, only to cause more pain to myself. 

"Woah, it's alright. I'm only the doctor, calm down and face me," a man around his mid thirties said. I slid my legs over the side of the table and sat on the edge, trying to ease the pain by putting my body weight on my hands, not my torso.

"Your friend told me what happened," the doctor spoke. I assumed Jake told him the lie, that I fell down the stairs. "Yes, I am a bit clumsy. Those stairs were wet too, so it's not entirely my fault," I played off with a laugh.

He looked at me funny, and tilted his head to the side. "No, um, he told me the truth. About your boyfriend." My heart stopped. That little dick! Who the hell gave him permission to snitch like that?! Just wait till I see him, I'm gonna tear him a new one!

"How long has the abuse been going on? Have you harmed yourself in anyway because of this?" the doctor questioned.

"Oh, so now you're a psychiatrist, too? I am not here to answer this, just do something about my physical injuries," I spoke. I have never been rude to anyone trying to help me, but I was beyond pissed.

The doctor took my arms and pulled up the sleeves,  revealing my scars. Yes, I had self harmed. I couldn't deal with the pain of the abuse. His abuse was both mental and physical. He had called me many names, hurt me and put me down. I couldn't handle it. So, I dealt with it in my own way, still do actually.

The doctor just suggested I stay rested up and not return to the abuse, but I don't know where else I could even go. Jake came and put me in his car, driving back to the apartment complex.

"Where am I going to stay? Aleks won't want me back if all I do is lay around," I asked, a bit worried. Jake took his eyes off the road and looked at me, his eyes full of worry, also.

"Well, the doctor, he uhm.." Jake trailed off.

"Come on, spit it out, what did he say?"

"The doctor is sending you to a.. really nice place. It's for people who have had abusive relationships, so you will fit right in, Felicity. It could really help. We just need to go and get your clothes and pack your bags for the stay," Jake said, avoiding my eyes.

My only reply to that, was not words. I looked at him, and he looked back. At the moment, I didn't care what happened. I didn't care if he was driving or not, I socked that ass right in the nose.