Chapter 5

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*me*

All threw the ride home I was hurting really bad. But I didn't want to tell daddy that the bullys hurt me so I just stayed quit. I noticed that daddy was worried about me by his eyes. When all the sudden daddy took my hand in his and rubbed his thumb on the top of my hand.

"What's up baby your a little quite all the sudden?"

"D-daddy"

Dad heard crying in my voice and looked over a minute to see blood seeping threw my pant leg, wincing when he gripped my hand, and me rubbing around my ribs.

"Oh gosh (dad turned around and headed toward the hospital I'm guessing) did the bullys do this to you?"

"Y-yeah they said i-it's something to remember them by!"

"Worst way to remember them by . . . ."

"Daddy I in pain!'

"I know baby that's why I'm taking you to the hospital!"

I passed out while he was saying that and didn't wake up tell the next day. The next morning I woke up to already being in two cast one on my arm the other on my leg and a brace around my ribs. Daddy was beside me holding my good hand "Daddy?"

"Hey baby how are you feeling?"

"Weak!"

"That's to be expected with how much blood you lost but here. How about you eat the cookie and drink the orange juice? You'll feel better afterwords if you do!"

"Uh ah!"

"Layla please?"

"No . . . ."

The doctor came in a couple minutes later to check me out and noticed I haven't ate the cookie or drank any of the juice. So he said "sweetheart I know you have trouble eatting because of the disorder. But you need to try and eat the cookie and drink the juice so you'll have strength back!"

Daddy said "wait what?"

"The adoption center didn't tell you did they?"

"No!"

"Well she got this disorder because of not eatting right after her parent died in the car crash. She just wouldn't eat and it got worse when she got put into the center because they wouldn't feed her except for one meal each day!"

"That's stupid that they didn't feed her!"

"That's what I say but that's what they did . . . . May I talk to you outside a moment?"

"Sure . . . . Layla I'll be right back! Now when I get back I want the cookie gone and half the juice drunk ok?"

"Ok daddy!"

"Good girl (kissed my forhead)"

*John*

I walked out of layla hospital room with the doctor and the doctor told me that she's had a bunch of abuse. Plus something an 8 year old shouldn't go threw but I won't tell you about that. After the doctor told me that he said that layla would have to stay for a couple days at least! Which I'm fine with that, but I'm not sure if she will be. After that I was free to go back in laylas room. Right when I got in there I got a phone call from Tom.

"hello?"

"Hey John where are you the days already started for recording?"

"I'll be there in a minute!"

"Ok . . . ."

We ended the call and layla was halfway asleep. So I kissed her forehead not meaning to wake her but I did.

"Daddy?"

"Hi baby I have to go record an episode of dukes I'll be back later ok?"

"I wanna go! I wanna . . . ."

"Baby I would take you, but the doctor wants you to stay here for a couple days!"

"But daddy!"

"I promise I'll take you once you are able to get out of the hospital"

"Ok daddy . . . ."

"I'll be back after I'm finished ok baby?"

"Ok . . . . I love you daddy!"

"I love you to baby . . . ."

I left her room after kissing her head again. I really didn't want to leave her, but I had to. You can't have a Dukes episode with out me right? I got to work about a half an hour later. As I walked in I got tackled down by Catherine Bach.

"What the heck Cathy?"

"Sorry I was worried your never late. Where were you?"

"The hospital with my adopted daughter!"

Tom came out of his trailer and said "wait! Why the hospital?"

"Well the bullys got to her worse then we thought!"

"How bad?"

"Her right arm a couple of her ribs are broken. The worst of it is her left knee was cut open, now she has a metal knee cap!"

"Gosh how did we not notice it?"

"I'm not sure, but I wish I did!"

The Catherine interrupted and said "wait adopted daughter?"

I took out my phone and showed layla to her. "This is layla my daughter!"

"Oh my gosh she's so cute!"

Tom said "she defiantly is! You should have been there when he adopted her she kept calling John Bo. Even though I told her his name is John!"

"I wish I was there to see that!"

I said "Yeah Tom I found out stuff that layla or the owner didn't tell me when I adopted her!"

Tom said "what's that?"

"Well for one she has a eatting disorder she was abused really bad and um . . . . I don't know how to tell you this part!"

I just couldn't tell Tom and he didn't fight it out of me either. The day went pretty smoothly Cathy really wanted to come and meet layla. But I told her that layla was still a little weak. I'd bring layla to work in a couple days and she said "ok I can't wait to meet that cutie!"

After finishing up with the show today I headed toward a store. I bought  a stuffed animal for layla an apple juice and a lunchable to see if she'll eat. I went back to the hospital after that it was around 6pm when I got back so I was hoping layla was still awake. Luckily she was, she was just watching tv some show called winx club it's about fariys I think. I put the stuffed animal by her and she looked at it a minute then picked it up and hugged it.

"You like it?"

"Mhm . . . . my favorite stuffed animal bear!"

 my favorite stuffed animal bear!"

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"I was hoping you'd like it . . . . Now have you ate anything yet?"

"No but I'm not hungry daddy!"

"You have to eat baby! For me?"

"Ok I'll try to!" I handed layla the lunchable, and Apple juice she ate it slowly. But at least she actually ate something! After layla ate her supper I told her one more episode then time for bed which she said " aw daddy!" To that but she didnt fight me though because she barely made it threw the episode she started watching. I kissed her forehead good night then fell asleep my self in the chair beside the hospital bed.

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