The lost girl

Chapter 7

"Wake up" I blunt voice woke me up.
"Mmm no" a turned over pulling the blanket higher up my body.
"Hey! I said wake up, now let's go" the guy said clapping his hands at the last part.
"Davey?" I questioned.
"Well done you can remember. Now get up". Damn he's just as grumpy as me.
"That's not very nice" I mumble.
"Yeah well life's not very nice. You if all people should know that!" He said pulling away my bed sheets.
"Hey!" Well now my arms and legs are cold, I was already annoyed at him, me being emotional in the mornings just made it ten times worse.
"I won't repeat myself again, now get up little girl" he's completely ignoring what he said to me before. That was horrible. He's horrible! I'd rather not be reminded of my shitty life. That really didn't make me feel good.

Sitting up, I bring my knees to my chest. He's still stood here, bastard. He went and opened the curtain to the small window in my hut.
"Please shut it" I whispered, kinda loudly. I need him to hear, because I don't open curtains until I want to, it's a weird power thing, I know.
"No" he said bluntly, walking towards me, I got out of my position and went towards the window to shut it, and to get away from him.
"Hey! I said no!" The raised volume making me wince.
"Stop!" I shouted, surprisingly he stopped where he was, but he still looked pretty damn angry.
"You do not tell me what to do little girl, I make the rules not you. Now come with me or I will enforce rules" davey said calmly, a forced calmly, at that. It's not fair, how dare he even imply that he'll spank after everything he's said! He put his hand out for me, but no way in hell am I holding his hand after everything he said to me!

I started walking a pace behind him, he roughly grabbed my hand, even with my whines of protest. "Peter told me to wake you and to check your arms and thighs" he said practically dragging me to the medical hut.
"No. You're not doing it" I squirmed.
"Yes I am. And you will sit there and not make a fuss" we came to the medical hut, I went in and I sat up on the bed crossing my arms. Tears brimming in my eyes, what he said was so mean, and intended to hurt me.
"Give me your arms" davey asked getting more angry.
"No, you don't care so why should you have to do it!"
"If I don't care, then what's it going to matter if I do it. Are you doing it just for attention? So people will care about your sob story life" he snarled, forcefully grabbing bandages and alcohol to clean it.
"I-" I was speechless. My mind was going fuzzy and and felt sick to my stomach. He wasn't right. I know he wasn't. But I just couldn't handle that when he was meant to be doing something caring, I would be showing him something that I didn't like showing, a raw part of me that has too many traumatic events behind it, he wasn't just cold and heartless, he was nasty, so mean and cruel. I couldn't hear what he was saying anymore. I went ridged, there was no way he could pry my arm open. I stood up everything still whirling around me. I let the tears fall, he was turned around still getting things out of the cupboard. I started to leave trying to run, he grabbed me and I screamed, not like scream, but just crying a lot harder. I ripped myself out of his grip. I ran and saw Peter, walking out of a little pathway from the woods. I ran to him he looked surprised to see me, I catapulted myself into his torso, wrapping my hands around him, I sobbed into his chest, the tears immediately making a visible wet spot on his shirt.

I could hardly breath, listening to his heart beat my crying slowed just a little, my head was becoming clearer the more I listening to his heart, he was rubbing circles on my back making it better.
"David, what the fuck happened" Peter growled.
"She refused and rude, only said what she deserved" he scoffed crossing his arms.
"What the fuck did you say?" Peter was still hugging me as I cried, still, wow my brain really doesn't wanna cooperate.
"Just about her her slitting herself open was really an attempt at attention seeking" I just put my head back into Peter's chest.
"You said it meaner than that" I cried. I emphasised 'that' as what he said was horrible to.
"What did he say little one?" Peter whispered. "Take a deep breath and talk, ok?"
"He said if I don't care, then what's it going to matter if I do it. Are you doing it just for attention? So people will care about your sob story life" stuttering to get my words out I was upset and angry. I could feel myself feeling very small and weak compared to them both.
"I'm sorry. Just don't hit me" I hid behind Peter, grabbing his shirt, as I watched Davey get more angry.

"Davey go cool off in the woods. You're clearly scaring her and making her feel unsafe. I will assign you extra jobs afterwards as your punishment." Peter said putting his hand on my shoulder making him have to twist.
"What I stuck up brat" he muttered to himself.
"GO!" Peter bellowed. Making me flinch I little as birds flew out of near by trees.

Peter turned around and crouched to my level. "Are you ok?" He asked with both hands on my shoulders. I weakly nodded.
"Come on. Your cuts will get infected if we don't do anything soon" he took my hand and led me back to the medical hut.

As I was sat on the bed thing I moved my legs about, trying to rid of the anxiety I felt at the pit of my stomach.
"He hates me" I sigh. As peter grabbed the things Davey had got out he turns to me.
"He just needs time to adjust. I won't go into detail as it's not my place to say. But Davey's abusers and bullies were women, all throughout his childhood until he came here. And considering he has been here little over "80 years" without any women it's a lot to take in. I know that he is in the wrong but just know it was never personal" he smiles at me.
"80 years!" I say shocked. Peter laughed.
"Time moves a lot slower here so although it feels like a regular day. It really isn't" well you learn something new everyday huh? 

"Oh".
Peter started to re-bandage my arms, my thighs are getting better, so they don't need re-doing.
"Today I'm gonna show you round all of the work places and what we do, and what you will do" Peter said finishing up.
"Ok, cool" I hopped down off the bench.
"But first you need breakfast" I groaned but followed him. I grabbed some cereal and started eating it. I got about half way through the bowl and I couldn't eat anymore. Peter watched me intently the whole time.
"I'm done"
"You positive" I couldn't look at the food anymore, as I nodded.

"Right let's go then" Peter grabbed my hand as we walked into the woodland path that I hadn't seen yet.
"So first we'll visit the boys and then I'll show you where you will work. And I promise we won't leave you alone for too long one of the boys will work with you just so you're not too lonely" he smiled looking up at the tree branches where a bird family sat.

"This place is so beautiful. I hope I like it as much as a do now considering I'll be here for a while" I say smiling, taking in the warm air.