Chapter 4

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Austin's POV

I was moving. I could feel it. I must be in a car. I was laying down. I could hear voices talking, but they were unfamiliar. I heard sirens too. I had a pounding headache and my body was sore. I could taste the blood in my mouth. What happened? Slowly everything started to flood back to me. My dad hit me with a bat and punched me in the face, he pushed me down two flights of stairs, I hit my head, then blacked out. I started to open my eyes, only to find myself staring at the top of an ambulance. I started to stir and then before I knew it,2 men where trying to keep me calm.

"Hey, calm down. Calm down. We're not going to hurt you, we're trying to help." one of the men told me. I started to calm down and stop moving. The man had a sympathetic look to his face. Did I really look that banged up? 

"Hey can you tell me your name?" he asked me. I think he was just trying to distract me because I felt a needle going into my arm. I'm used to pain so I just went along with it. 

"Austin Winston." I answered. 

"How old are you?" he asked.

"14."

"Do you remember what happened to you?" 

I told him everything that happened, but I kept having to stop talking because I was in so much pain. Eventually they gave me drugs that made me pass out and help with the pain.


When I woke up again this time I was actually in a room. Ugh, hospitals. I hate them. The fact that I know that other people have come here for help, and the doctors take their money, but then sometimes they wind up dead in the end. The fact that they had hope they were going to be ok and did all they could. 

"Hi, Austin. How are you feeling." a man's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I'm assuming he was the doctor.

"Um my head still hurts a little, and it hurts to breathe." he wrote it down "How long have I been out for?" I continued.

"Oh only 3 hours." he replied as if it was no big deal.

"Ok. So what exactly is wrong with me? And when can I get out of this place?" I asked wanting him to get right to the point so I could leave as soon as possible. 

"Umm ok. You have a minor concoction which is why your head hurts. 3 broken ribs, which is also why you have pain in your chest from breathing. And other scrapes and bruises. You're free to leave whenever, all you have to do is sign yourself out. Everything has already been paid for. Just take it easy the next few days." he responded. Thank god I don't have to stay here.

"Ok, thank you Doctor." I replied while getting up to get dressed out of the gown. He just nodded and walked off.

I walked out of the room only to be greeted by two officers with a lady and the guy from the ambulance that I talked to. I'm guessing he was a nurse since he had scrubs on.

"Hi are you Ms. Austin Winston?" one officer asked. I responded with a nod. 

"Well I'm here to confirmed if what you told Mr. Dash about your father in the ambulance is true." he said pointing to the guy.

"I told him that I woke up to my father beating me with a bat and punching me. And then pushing me down two flights of stairs, hitting my head and blacking out. Yes it is true. My father has been abusive to me for the past 7 years." I told them. Both officers nodded and walked away after thanking me for my time and telling me that my father will be put in jail for probably the rest of his life. The nurse guy walked away leaving me with the lady.

"Hi, I'm Mrs. Walsh. I'm from social services to inform you that I will be bringing you back to your house to pack up your things and then driving you to Tulsa, Oklahoma to live with your brother, Dallas Winston early tomorrow morning." she told me. I was so excited. I haven't seen Dally in 7 years, and my father was being put in jail. Win win. I just nodded and she led me to her car after I signed myself out. 

When I got back to the apartment there was still my blood on the wall from where I hit my head. Before I did anything I went straight to the phone and called Jessie and Ashley and told them to come over ASAP. I started packing as much as I could. I packed all of my clothes. When I went to the bathroom to get more stuff I looked in the mirror. I saw cuts and bruises all over my face along with my lip busted open. I heard a nock on the door and ran. When I opened the door bth Ashley and Jessie bombarded me with hugs. We stood there in a group hug for a solid 2 minutes. 

"What happened to you? When we came by this place was trashed and no one was home." Ashely told me with a worried but now relieved voice. 

"Long story, but my dad beat me again and I woke up in the hospital. He's going to jail but I have to move to Tulsa to live with Dallas. A social worker lady is coming to pick me up in the morning." I said then hugged them both again. Ashley started tearing up a little and Jessie had a sad look to his face. I started to tear up a little too. 

These were my two best friends that have been there for me every single time I was hurt or needed a friend and now I was being shipped off away from them. I gave Jessie a kiss and he pulled me closer to him. It was so passionate, and not like any of our other kisses. 

"I love you so much. And I'm going to miss being able to give you a kiss when I see your beautiful face everyday." he said. I started to cry. That was the first time he ever said 'I love you', and it might be the last. 

"I love you too, Jessie." I said and then kissed him one more time on the lips. 

I turned to Ashley who was still crying. I hugged her again. 

"I love you too, ok Ash." I told her. She nodded her head. I'm going to miss this. These little moments with them that mean the most. I'm going to miss being able to kiss Jessie and hug Ashley. I'm going to miss laughing with them. 

"Can you guys spend the night? I want to be with you guys my last day in New York." I asked them. They both nodded. We headed upstairs and they helped me finish packing. When we were done we all crammed in my queen sized bed. I was in the middle holding hands with both of them as we fell asleep. 

I know that this was a really sad moment and I'm not going to see them for a long time, but the only thing on my mind as I fell asleep was, how is Dallas going to react?




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