Jacqueline's Lesson In (Failed) Recovery

Crisis

"My mom thinks I can control my attacks and sh-sh..." Olivia begins, before crying harder, becoming hysterical. I cry also. Evelyn appears a little frustrated, there are too many people in a hysterical state for her to effectively help. "Go on." Evelyn says professionally. "She threatens me and m-my dad.........he...." Olivia cries. Evelyn needs the information, but she doesn't want Olivia to have a panic attack. She looks at the syringe sitting on the table. She picks it up, even though I'm trying to discreetly tell her no, I know being sedated will make this worse. "Evelyn, you need to listen to me. Don't." I say, knowing the truth. Olivia panics, looking at Evelyn. "No!" she cries. "It's a sedative, anti-anxiety medication mix that will calm you down and make it easier to talk about this trauma." Evelyn reassures her. I can feel her fear and pain. Evelyn quickly uncaps the syringe, sticking Olivia quickly, not giving time for objections. Evelyn gets up and puts the syringe in the appropriate container.
Olivia is crying, Evelyn was very......rude to do that. Olivia slowly calms down. She has a glazed look in her eyes. "Okay, what does your dad do?" Evelyn asks. "He beats me, leaving cuts, bruises, and scars. He uses a belt and punches and kicks me. He broke my wrist once and he burnt us a few times. He grabs me by the hair of my head and he yells in my face. He also raped me a few times." Olivia admits, talking freely. I mentally slap Olivia, and Evelyn looks like she was slapped in the face herself. "He raped you? Did he rape you too, Jackie?" Evelyn asks. I start crying, nodding. "How recent is this?" Evelyn asks. "He raped me a few months ago." Olivia says, I didn't know that, but he raped me right before he left. "And you, Jackie?" she asks. "Right b-before he left!!" I sob. Evelyn holds me, rubbing my hair as I cry. "Shh............shh............its alright.......you didn't do anything wrong, he took advantage of you.......nothing you did caused this.......don't even think that." Evelyn soothes me.
"You are okay, you and Olivia need to go to the hospital and be checked out. He could have hurt you very badly. Was it a violent rape?" Evelyn asks. We nod, me crying too hard to talk. "Well, let's have Meg take you girls to the hospital, I won't leave you guys, I'll be right here. I know it's embarrassing going to the hospital for this, but I promise they will be gentle and you won't have to speak to them." Evelyn explains. I shake my head, crying harder. Olivia is looking at us, not showing emotions. Evelyn pulls me into a hug, squeezing me gently as I cry on her shoulder. She's not worrying about boundaries at this point, she feels horrible for me and she's following her instincts. "Let's go." she whispers, helping us stand.
We walk out and Meg grabs Wendy, carrying her on one hip, holding Olivia up with her other arm. We get in the car and Evelyn assures us she'll meet us at the hospital. Meg looks confused, but she decides it's best not to argue with Evelyn, even though she is many years younger. We get to the hospital and as she said, Evelyn pulls in ten minutes after us. I haven't gotten enough courage to go inside yet. She stands outside Meg's car until she opens the door, seeing I'm too afraid. "Come on." she whispers. Meg helps Olivia out since she's barely able to stand from the sedative. I don't get out or move, I'm too scared. "Come on dear, this isn't going to be bad, I promise.....they're just going to check you out carefully." Evelyn says gently, taking my hand gently. I start crying again. Meg walks over and tries to help Evelyn get me out of the car while balancing Olivia. Olivia almost falls over. Evelyn releases my hand to catch Olivia. She hands her back to Meg before turning to help me out of the car. She pulls me out, trying not to hurt my cut arm.
I finally get out and we walk to the doors. "I'm scared." I whimper. Meg and Evelyn look sympathetic. "We know." Evelyn says gently. "I'm not sure." I panic, trying to pull away. "And you don't have to be because we are." Meg says. Evelyn brings us in, walking up to the desk. "I'm Evelyn, a certified psychiatrist who operates a counseling office about five minutes from here. I need these two young girls checked for injuries from abuse and rape." Evelyn says, letting me stand up. "Name dear?" she asks me. "Jacqueline Graham." I say, crying. The receptionist looks sad. "And her, the girl who looks like she's about to faint, her name is......" she trails off. "Olivia Graham." Evelyn answers. "I gave her ten ml of an antihistamine type sedative mixed with Zoloft, an anti-anxiety medication to sedate her in my office to get information. I need to speak with DSS and the police, also. I don't know if they're injured, so to be on the safe side get a trauma team." Evelyn explains. I lean against her, wanting support. "Jackie, listen to me, sweetie, listen! You're going to be okay! You're afraid ......it's alright. Just, please stop crying so you don't get sick." Evelyn says, holding me at arms' length.
"Olivia, Jacqueline, Evelyn, ma'am, follow me and we'll get these two checked." a nurse says, coming up to the desk a few moments later. We follow the nurse, me crying softly the whole time. "Alright, let's get them in separate cubicles. Evelyn, I'm guessing you'll stay with the girl who is already with you, and you will go with Olivia to the other cubicle available over there." the nurse explains, another nurse is standing by the cubicle she pointed to. Meg and Olivia walk over there. "Now, sweetie, let's get you in this gown. Take everything off." she says. I do as she says, trying to be modest. "Okay, now lay on the bed and I'll be back with an x-Ray machine to get some pictures of your insides to see if everything is alright inside." she says. I sit on the bed, crying.
A tall, well dressed woman with black hair appears at the curtain. "Sorry to intrude, but did someone request Social Services?" she asks, sounding bored and disinterested. Evelyn forces a smile, sitting down beside me. "Hi dear. I'm Evelyn, and yes I did request you because I need to report abuse of my patients. This recording has all the information needed, please meet with the police, my patients are too distressed to talk about anything, they are in my care and they told me the whole story. Thank you Miss for your time, the parents are on a business trip for a while, so it may be a long case, the girls will be in the care of their aunt Meg Graham. She's over there if you need to speak with her, good bye, have a great day." Evelyn says professionally. The woman leaves with the recording of us admitting everything.
The nurse returns. "Alright, lay down please." she says as she walks over to the phone. I don't lay down, I'm trying to stop crying. A few minutes later another woman comes in. I've finally stopped crying. "You called for a radiologist?" she asks. The nurse nods. I still haven't laid down yet, I'm too scared of the exam. "Okay, check for injuries from rape or abuse first?" she asks. I begin crying. "Would you like her sedated?" Evelyn asks. The nurse shakes her head. "We've worked with this before. She's just fine, she just needs to follow directions and if you can, distract her." the nurse says. Evelyn nods, sitting in the chair by the bed. "Now, sweetie, lay down please." the radiologist says. I do as they say, trembling. Evelyn and the nurse stand by the head of the bed. The radiologist x-Rays most of my body.
"Now, I'm going to go develop these and she will get your doctor." the radiologist says. I shake my head and try to sit up. The nurse and Evelyn put a hand on my shoulder, pushing me back down. I cry harder. "Stop!!" I sob. "Shh..........you're safe..............and it's time for your exam.........your doctor has to check some areas that might not be comfortable, but.......it's not the same as the rape......I promise." Evelyn explains. I look up and see a tall man that looks like my dad. I sit up quickly and hysterically cry. "Jackie, I'm not a mind reader, what is it?" Evelyn asks. "He looks like my dad!" I sob. "Can we see a female doctor?" Evelyn asks. The doctor and nurse nod. A while later the female doctor comes in. "Hi Jacqueline." she says kindly. "Hi." I whisper. "I'm Dr. Nicole, can you tell me what happened?" she asks. I panic, looking at Evelyn as the doctor listens to my heart and lungs. "She's in my care, she is too hysterical to speak of it. I've given the tape of her telling me what happened to DSS." Evelyn steps in as the doctor looks at me expectantly. "Okay, well, if I can get you to lay down sweetie, this will go by very quickly." Dr. Nicole says gently. I lay back, crying the whole time. "I'm going to have the nurse take blood to test for diseases while I take a look down here." she says. I shake my head, pulling my legs and arms into my body quickly. "You can keep one arm pulled in, but put your other arm and your legs back out." Evelyn says. I give in, wanting this to be over. I hear gloves snap, footsteps, and medical packaging open. "Bend your knees and let your legs fall apart. Also, the blood test is about to start." Dr. Nicole says. I do as she says and tense in expectation of a needle going in my vein. She begins touching my private parts carefully.
"You're doing very good. She's just looking and touching. Nothing hurts right now. You're secure. How's Wendy been doing since her extractions?" Evelyn asks, trying to tactfully distract me. I feel something try to slide deep inside me. I scream and try to move away. Dr. Nicole and Evelyn keep me in place. I start crying once again. "Answer me sweetie." Evelyn says, letting me hold her hand. "F-fine." I cry. "That's good. When do you start home schooling?" Evelyn asks. "It d-don't!! Jess canceled my request!" I cry. "What do you like to do that I don't know about?" Evelyn asks, trying to motion for the doctor to hurry. "Sing.....and write music." I say, calming down. Something hurts me inside. I cry out and squirm. "I was just getting tissue samples. I'm almost done. There's a lot of scar tissue. She might never have kids. He damaged her pretty bad." Dr. Nicole points out. I begin crying once again. My dad ruined my whole future!! "Nicole, I need a word outside when you're done." the radiologist says. "I'm scared. He ruined my life." I cry. Evelyn rubs my hair. "He'll go to jail for a very long time." Evelyn reassures me. I squeeze her hand as something else that hurts is done. "Just getting a sample of your dad's DNA that was inside you. It only hurts a sec......done." Dr. Nicole says. "And......I'm done!" Dr. Nicole says, peeling off her gloves and standing up.
"Pretty serious damage, I don't expect her to have kids, there's nothing I can do about it. I have to meet with the radiologist real quick, I'll be right back." she explains. I sit up and lay against Evelyn crying. I look at her and she's crying too. "Why're you crying?" I ask. "He did something terrible that will be horrible for you forever, but he doesn't have a second thought! This is going to help me help you heal, but it's a long and hard road." Evelyn cries. I lay against her sobbing. "She has a broken hand and wrist. I'll put her in a cast and she can leave." the radiologist explains. I bite my lip and wait for her to cast my hand and wrist. "You've been released. Good luck sweetie." Dr. Nicole says. Olivia is waiting with Meg. "She won't be able to have kids. Her hand and wrist is also broken. She's going to need a lot of therapy to deal with this, but that's where I come in. We'll start therapy tomorrow. I'm sorry you're going through this girls." Evelyn explains, walking us out. I get in the car and cry, feeling every feeling possible. Evelyn hugs me before going to her car. The ride is silent, except for my crying and Olivia's attempts to comfort me.
"They said I was fine." Olivia says. I'm begin to resent my sister. She tries to follow me to my room. "Get out!!! I hate you!! Never speak to me again! We aren't sisters!!!!!! I hate my life and everyone in it!!!!!" I scream, pushing Olivia. She falls, crying silently. I lock myself in my room, feeling guilty. I can't believe I just did that. I run up to Olivia's room and see her hanging on a rope from the fan. "No!!!!!!" I scream. I get her down and lay her in my lap. She's not breathing or moving. "Meg!!!!!" I scream before passing out from grief and emotional pain and shock.