I heard faded voices in the distance, deep voices.
"she's waking up", i heard one say but still couldn't make out who it was.
"emily, I'm going to need u to wake up now", the deep voice was closer, as a hand was grazing up and down my arm.
"I'm up, I'm up", i screamed but still no sound was coming out.
"doc when is she going to wake", i heard the voice again. and u new that voice that voice was so familar.
what was he talking about doc where the he'll am I.
"she'll be up any minute, I'll leave you to to talk when she wakes. I'll be back in in a bit to give her, her meds", the unrecognizable voice said that I assumed to be the "doctor".
"okay thanks", the deep voice spoke again and......wait that voice that liam. oh my god.
"l-l-l-liam", u forced the words out little by little my eyes still nit able to open.
"emily, can you here me", he said I felt him move closer to me.
I nodded my head, still trying to open my eyes.
"can you open your eyes love", he said softly taking my hand in his.
"I-i-i-i cant", i started panicking.
"calm down, just breath and try. open your eyes for me please", he soothed and i inched my eyes open with every breath I took.
my vision was blurred as the figure in front of me came into view.
"liam", i said my voice raspy.
"oh my god, your okay", he said rushing in for a hug.
"what do you mean, w-w-where are we ", i said trying to sit up but failed.
"love you've got to rest", he said pushing me back down gently.
"liam, where are we", i demanded a awnser.
"at the hospital", he said pushing a strand of hair behind my ear.
my eyes went wide my breathing stopped for a second, I i can't be hear i need to leave.
"NO, NO, NO LIAM WE NEED TO LEAVE BEFORE BEFORE LI---"
"calm down, it's just the hospital, why are you so afraid of", he said and I felt the ends of my eyes pick up.
"please I'm begging you we need to leave", i begged.
"we cant, your little cut (he put infuses on cut bending his pointer and middle finger up and down) was not just a cut, your ribs were cracked and on the side of your stomach was cut open a bit, when i tryed to wake you at the gas station you wouldn't wake, you where sweating and that's when I saw all the blood spilling onto you clothes", he said frowning.
I gasped i didn't know it was that bad but, I'd rather die than let my father find out I'm here.
"your okay ju-----"
liam was cut off by the door swinging violently open. We both snapped our heads towards the door.
"oh emily", my father said through gritted teeth rage in his eyes.
my eyes went wide, my breath hitched in my throat as i examend my father.
hus expression changed to soft and, he straight end out himeself once he noticed liam sitting on the edge of the bed.
"oh emily, how are you", he's voice changed dramatically.
"I-i-i uh I'm fine", i said gulping down my fear.
he ran over to the bed wrapping hus arms around me. I haven't hugged my father since I was 12 years old before my mother died.
"your dead", he whisperd into my ears as hus fingers dug into my skin, leaning on my stomach were my cut was.
I whimperd letting slow crys escape my mouth.
"oh I'm sorry", he said pulling away giving me an evil look.
liam starred at him in suspicion then back at me in confusion.
The doctor walked in with a clipboard looking up at us.
"miss emily cross, how are you feeling", the doctor said walking over to me as my father moved out the way giving him access.
"I've been better", i gave a small smile as the end of the tethascope touched different places on my chest.
"well so you suppose, you would like to tell me how thus happend", the doctor said starring at me lifting an eyebrow.
my father starred at me with arched eyebrows, shaking his head. I starred back in fear.
liam noticed my change and mood, as he followed what I was staring at turning towards my dad.
my father's expression changed from devil to worried.
"emily are you okay", the doctor said bringing me back from my daze.
"oh yeah", I said fixing my eyes back on the doctor.
"she fell down the steps, isn't that right emily", my father said gesturing for me to go along with his lie.
The doctor took a quick look at my father than back to me.
"is that true", he said pulling his glasses down his nose slightly as his peering blue eyes starred in mine.
I quickly nodded my head trying to avoid any conflict.
"okay well, you must have some really hard steps for you to have gotten that bad of a cut", the doctor said oveously not buying it.
"she bumped into a sharp peace of wood at the bottom of the steps", my father continued the lie.
The doctor starred at my father for a bit before nodding his head and staring back at the clipboard.
"okay well, you missy can go in about an hour, after we give you the anobiotics", the doctor said as he edged close to the door.
"okay", i nodded and he disappeared from the room.
"well I have to get to work", my father said clapping his hands together. He was lying he never works I've been working 2 jobs ever since I was 16, and i don't even get to keep the money. He threatens to choke me to death if I hadn't given it to him.
"but she's your daughter, she needs you hear", liam said and my father stopped by the door walking back in the room.
"but emily knows how much I car about my work, don't you", he said through gritted teeth.
"yea, he's very umm serious, umm bye father", i said frightened.
he smiled wickedly.
"I'll see you at home", he said walking out the door.
"well he was a nice guy", liam said chuckling. I didn't laugh i just starred into the distance to still frightened by what might happen when I get home.
"hey, you okay", liam said walking over to me.
"yeah, yeah im fine", i told him rolling over on my side.
"I just need some rest before we leave", i told him shutting my eyes as a single tear feel down my cheek.
"okay, well I'll wake u up when the doctor says it's okay for you to leave", he said, and i was happy when his voice faded in the distance. i didn't want him to see me crying.
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Bullied by Niam [au]
FanficMy name is Emily and I've been bullied at school in many ways that you can't imagine. I've been abused brutally, by people I call love ones. There is nothing and no one else to live for. No one cares about me. So why not die? Copywrite: All rights...