HIM

chapter 16: freedom and memories

I was free, he saved me. But I killed his best friend. I heard someone say my name, I opened my eyes and saw Jack with food in his hands. “Here” he said, ''I took it. I only ate a little bit, I started shaking again. “Em, I'm not gonna hurt you alright. I just wanna talk. But only if you're okay with it.”

I thought for a moment and shook my head ‘no’  “I’m sorry” I said quietly. “For what?”
“I killed your best friend.”
“I would’ve done the same thing. You did what you had to, It isn’t your fault.” He said and pulled me into a hug. I hesitated for a moment but gave in.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” He asked. I don’t want to seem weak, but it can do some good talking about it, but I can't,  “I can't,” I said. He waited for a moment. Looking at all the scars, and bruises. “Why not?” he asked, “He said that if I told anyone what happened he would get Lilly and make us watch her suffer.” I said,

“Okay.” He examined me for a moment, trying to piece together what happened. He could tell I’ve been beaten and hurt badly, because he had seen it as well. Although he didn’t know what all happened. And I didn’t want to tell him, because some, I can’t remember. I was also embarrassed and ashamed.  I shouldn’t be.
Once he realized I wasn’t saying anything else. He decided it would be best to drop it. I didn’t want to go home, I wanted to run away. Jack knew Very little about my home life. I wanted to keep it that way. I Knew he would ask why I didn’t want to go home. I know that if I don’t tell someone what happened with Rick, I’ll have to tell the police. I’d go to jail for murder
I’m never going to get over this. I have to turn myself in.
We walked through the doors and I looked down. Worried that someone would come up to me, or people would stare at me. Jack went up to the desk and told them that I need to see a doctor as soon as possible. I sighed and we sat down. They called my name and we went back to the room.

“What are you here for?” the doctor said, trying to  see if she could figure out the reason before I even said it. “She needs a check up, x ray, basically a full exam.” Jack said before I could speak. “Alright. I’m going to ask you basic questions to get more information about you, then we will see what all we need to do.” She said getting her chart to take notes.

“Name?” She said, “Emma Dawson” I said quietly. “Age?”
“16” She continued to ask me questions. After a while of questioning, she looked at her chart. “So, I would like to do an X-ray, run a few tests, and a rape kit. Although since you’re 16, I have to contact your parents. And call the police, and get a hold of the Special Victims Unit. We also have to analyze your clothes, the ones you have on” She said, I felt my heart stop.
“W-what, that isn’t necessary.” I said hoping she wouldn’t contact anyone. I didn't want the police involved. I didn’t want my parents to be contacted. “Something we should know?” the doctor said looking at me with worry. “No, just not ready to see my parents, or tell the whole world what happened.” I said, not realizing I was getting mad. “Okay, calm down, we will take this at your speed.” The doctor said trying to calm me.

“Okay” I finally said after a while of thinking.  I didn’t want to see the look in Jack’s eyes. She sent Jack outside while we went to the place so I could get X-rayed. After we were done, we went back to the room. We did the other test, then the rape kit, which took forever. Once we were finally done I didn’t say much, I had felt violated all over again. I knew she was going to call my parents and the police, then the news reporters would be here.

I didn’t want any of this to happen. “We have the results from all the tests. Would you like to hear them?” I nodded. “Alright, from the X-ray, you have  two broken ribs. From the other test,  you need lots of rest. And for the rape kit, I’ll also have to give the results to the police. But there was evidence of tearing, swelling, bruising, sodomy, and the kit tested positive for fluids. The police would like to talk to you and get your statement.” She said, “How do we fix the broken ribs?” I asked.

“Just take it slow, heal, don’t do too many movements.” the doctor said. She walked out of the room, and Jack came back in. I tried understanding what she had said. She’s probably calling the police and my parents. “What did she say?” He said resting his hand on the bed. “She said that I have a few broken ribs, the kit tested positive for fluids, there was evidence of tearing, swelling, bruising, and sodomy. She told me to take it slow, get lots of rest, and the police will want to take my statement.” I said slowly.

He sighed and sat in the chair. I waited for him to speak, but he didn’t. The police will make me tell them everything that happened. I’m not ready, Will they listen, will they believe me?