*book 1* The Nightmare They Call Life

Chapter 9

Pain. One word to describe how I'm feeling. Pain is everywhere and I can't get out of it. Everytime I breathe, move, or even blink I feel pain. I'm hating all this pain and suffering I have to go through just because my father was an asshole. I'm glad he's gone. I know that sounds horrible but look what he did to me, he deserves to fucking die.

"Ryan wake up." I say as I shake him.

"Huh? What's wrong?" He sounds so cute when he first wakes up in the morning.

"The pain is worsening and I think I should go to the hospital now. It hurts just to breathe."

"Ok let me get dressed and then I will drive you to the hospital. Ok?"

"Ok. Thank you."

"No problem sweetie and you can stop saying thank you all the time."

"Just letting you know how thankful I am."

"I already know."

"Ok."

He dresses really fast and then carries me to the car. He starts the engine and then drives to the hospital. He starts soothing me because he knows I'm in a lot of pain by how my facial expressions change.

He grabs my hand and interlocks out fingers together. He rubs small circles on my hands just to tell me to calm down. I lean my seat back so that I can have enough room so that I can atleast try to concentrate on something else other then the pain.

I feel like I'm going to sleep. Ryan looks over at me from time to time to make sure I'm ok. He notices I'm feeling tired and puts in a CD. I don't know what kind of music it is but I hope it's great. I listen to the music and sooner or later I ask what it is.

"Hey what type of music is this?"

"Well it's by a band called: Hollywood Undead."

"Ooh my god , no it's not."

"Yes it is."

"Oh my god I love Hollywood Undead."

"How's come you didn't recognize the song then?"

"I haven't listened to all of their music yet. I have it on my phone but I only listen to certain ones."

"Oh ok."

The next song played and I instantly knew what it was. "This one is called bottle and a gun" I stated, so that he would believe me when I said I listened to them.

"Wow you really do listen to them."

"Yeah. I wouldn't lie to you."

"I know."

"Ok."

As we blared the car full of music we finally arrived at the hospital. Ryan got out first and then he opened my door and carried me inside the hospital and set me down in a wheel chair.

"Do you want me to tell them what happened between you and your dad?" He asked whispering to me.

"Yeah it could help with why everything hurts."

"Ok."

Ryan rolled me into the front hospital doors and he went to the front desk. He asked for me to be waited on. Within a couple of minutes my doctor came and put me in a room so I could not scare the guests that were in the waiting room.

We arrive my room and my room number is 2304B. We enter the room and I just sit there waiting for the doctor to ask me questions on why I'm here. As I'm waiting I start to look around. Everything looks normal. It looks like a normal hospital, nothing to worry about, right?

"Mrs. Cross, how may I help you today."

"Well I've been experiencing some pain in my lower abdominal area and just everywhere else."

"Ok. What kind of pain was it like on a scale from 1-10?"

"Like a 9.5."

"Ok."

"I was getting better but I woke up and I could hardly breathe and it hurt to do anything else."

"Ok well let's get you X-rayed and we will go from there."

"Ok."

Ryan helped me stand up and the doctor just looked at me with confusion. Then he asked me questions about the pain I was feeling.

"What happened to cause you not to be able to walk from the pain?" The doctor asked.

"Umm I w-was r-raped." I said as there were tears forming in my eyes.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry, I didn't know. I just thought you were pregnant or something because a lot of pregnant women need help getting up and they experience pain in there lower abdominal areas."

"Oh."

That word shot a bullet at me. "Pregnant." Oh god I hope my father didn't get me pregnant. That would be gross and hard to explain to the doctors.