On The Run

Chapter 4. Turning Off

¤¤¤¤ Song for the chapter "Scars" by Papa Roach ¤¤¤¤¤¤

"Im detective Nora Roberts." She says watching me, shes waiting for a reaction.Its got to be serious the way shes looking me over. " Your parents are saying you attacked them."

" no no I didn't. I had just gotten home from the post office, I had used my moms car to drop off all my stuff to mail out. I plan on taking summer courses at UCLA in California. My stuff is getting sent to my new apartment that my roommates waiting for. My father was home before me which is really bad for me. My father h
ates me. I asked my mom if I could use the car and she said to be back before five. I dont think she was expecting him to be home early. I didn't take long, I was back by one. When I realized he was home, I was just going to leave the keys on the table. He opened the door and pulled me in. He started screaming at me about the car and then started punching me. I looked down and  my mom was laying on the floor bleeding. I punched him back and when he went down I ran to check on her. He pushed me down and started kicking me in the chest. I felt like I couldnt breathe. I got up some how and pushed him thru the window. Thats it, after that I dont know. I past out. Im not going to do anything to jeopardise me leaving. My life is finally starting"

"I believe you, you want to tell me about the scars covering about seventy percent of your body? Id like it if you would let the docter to take more pictures. We want to build a case against your dad."

"Can we do it now before my mom comes tomorrow? "

" Your parents are not allowed near you. I have moved paperwork as fast as I can to make you a ward of the state since your birthday is not until October."

"I dont understand. I start classes in July. Im working on a scholarship and I have almost all my schooling paid for. I have to live there for a certain amount of time to qualify for the rest." Im feeling panicked, god this is going to ruin everything. 

"I will make sure you make it on time for your classes. Does it upset you about your parents? " she asks.

"no. They stopped being my parents when my older brother died. My dads drunk o'connell. He gets kicked out of Murphy's nightly."

"What happened to your brother?" She asks.

"Jack was hit by a drunk driver twelve years ago and my parents blame me since He was bringing me to get a video game when I was six. He was a great older brother but he left me with them. I dont like talking about him." I feel my face getting wet. I do wish it was my side that got hit and me that died, but I know the guilt would eat him alive. He was my protector nobody messed with me. When I got picked on in kindergarten for my stutter he protected me.

"Well I got to get back to the office. The doctor will be in to take the pictures. I will be back tonight. " She then gets up and leaves.

I fall asleep after she leaves with nightmares controlling my sleep. Im hoping once I get to L. A. they will go away. The pain wakes me up again.

The doctor walks in my room and looks down at me. "Are you ready? "

"Yeah" I mutter. A nurse comes in and carefully starts moving the hospital gown and rolls down my boxers so my hip bones are jutting out. She then unwraps the bandage from around my chest.This is making me uncomfortable. Its feeling hard to breathe as the anxiety fills.

He comes up to me starts taking pictures of my fresh bruises. He lifts my arm and sees the old cigarette and lighter burns down my side. He gasps alittle looking at how some are on top of each other. He starts looking at my legs and he sees the slices going down them. He looks to my arms and he keeps taking pictures. "Are these all from your father? "

"yeah, but their old. They healed. "

"Im going to have to get you up and standing to get your back." he tells me.

"ok" Im thinking its going to feel good to stand. My back hurts from laying down.

The nurses come on each side of me and slowly lift me up. Their trying to lift me without me feeling all the weight on my ribs. I cry out in pain as pushes thru my body taking me by surprise. The tears are rolling down my cheeks. He takes pictures of the scars and welts on my back. My head is hung. I feel disgusted with myself. The weekness I have shown. I cant even look up anymore. I turn myself off. Im not going to deal with it. I bury it in my mind and straighten myself out. Its not going to hurt me anymore. Im done and they dont matter.

They help set me down and put the sheet back on me. "Im going to send a nurse here to wash you and then dress your wounds" the doctor tells me and leaves.

A half hour goes and a really cute blonde nurse comes in with a table and locks the door. "hi Im mandy" she says all bubbly.

" hi" Im uncomfortable. She takes the sheet off me and starts taking off my boxers. My eyes widen watching her. Im now laying completely naked in front of her. She takes out a damp soapy cloth and starts wiping me down. My dick is getting hard. She looks down me and smiles. My face is red. She keeps washing my arms and then starts going down my chest. I cant even look at her. My dicks acting like an excited puppy dancing for her. My breathe catches as she washes the side's of my torso going down my legs. I see her watching my dick while shes washing my legs. Shes entertained by it. She goes up and touches it with the cloth and I couldn't even hold back the moan.

She sets down the cloth and grips me with her hand. She starts gliding her hand up and down me. Im no longer getting that sponge bath. As I strain against her hand, she starts moving her hand faster. Im scared to make a sound. I dont want her stop. The pressure is building and then just as suddenly her hand is gone. I give her the saddest look I think Ive ever given anyone. Just as suddenly as her hand is gone, her fat lips wrap around me. Shes sucking onto me like a straw. I cant stop moaning as my thighs tighten up. Oh dont worry honey, Im going to feeding you real soon. I cant even stop my hand from wrapping in her hair as shes acting like my dick in her mouth is a trip to Disney land. Shes moaning as shes sucking on me, going up and down. My hands are tightening in her hair and she starts taking me to the back of her throat. She keeps going faster. "fuck Mandy."

I cum all over her mouth and she licks me clean with a fucking giggle. I think I might like these bubbly girls. She straightens herself up. Finishes cleaning me, rewraps my chest and pulls the sheet over me. With a wink she leaves.

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