Goodbye Hope

2

For some reason it felt like I couldn't breathe. I shot my eyes open to my step brothers sitting on me.

My step father just hovered over me all while glaring into my soul.

"I'm bringing a nurse to come examine you. If you say anything that makes us look bad you'll regret it." He said.

I did my best on nodding and the boys got up.

He then opens the door and let's the nurse in. "H-Hello my name is Mikan Tsumiki, and I am the ultimate nurse."

I sat up and greeted myself. "Hello my name is [Last, First Name]. Thank you for treating my wombs." Her eyes went wide.

I look over at the door, they didn't lock it. "Hey could you get me some water?" I whisper and she agrees.

I watch her leave the room and waited for her to come back. The door opened and she gave me my cup.

"Were there a lot of people out there?" I whispered again.

"Yes, I didn't even get past the next door before they came to me." I sighed.

"Why are you all bruised up like this? All over your body, new and old." She lowered her tone.

I avoided her gaze. "My family in the past seven months have done 489 torture methods on me. I can't escape."

Mikan was silent for a moment. "I'll see if my friends will help you out."

I didn't want to get her killed. I mean her being here is something I'm thankful for.

"No, you don't need to get involved. I don't want you to die because of me." I frowned.

Her smile was small. "It's okay. It'll take awhile, but I'll help you, because I know what this feels like."

She applied ointment and bandages all where she could. Nothing could be done about the old scars.

I wonder why he decided to have a nurse see me now. Never have I received treatment before.

The door flew open which startled us both. "Are you done yet?" My step father questioned her.

"Y-Yes sir!" She gathered her items and left. His blue eyes pierced through me.

I didn't know what to do. Mikan, she said she was an ultimate so maybe she attends Hope's Peak.

I tried to move my arms but the pain was heavily there still.

Night was approaching quickly and I still haven't seen my mom. "I guess she's just very busy."

I closed my eyes. "Why me? Why beat me, drown me, burn me."

"Because they want to kill you, then again I'm just guessing." I turned my head seeing myself.

Have I died? "That's not it." I told myself.

"If that was the case, why doesn't your mother have marks on her anywhere. Why don't you ever hear her screams?" The other me pondered.

"Because [Name], they're trying to kill you. No one here loves you or gives a shit about you."

I closed my eyes so she could go away.

"You've been ignoring that answer every time it's been asked. You've never guess things wrong, that's why you're the ultimate guesser."

"Shut up!" I shout. "If you keep doubting that truth, then you'll be in complete despair when light is shined on that situation."

The other me then left. "There's no way my mom would let them do that. She loves me so much, we're stuck together." I repeated that to myself until I feel asleep.