Beautiful misery

Part 2

I woke up to an on-going beeping sound and a buzz of voices coming from all sides. At first I couldn't see so well and i'm guessing my hearing wasn't exactly perfect either but it slowly sharpened up until I realized I was in a Hospital.

"doctor Marcels, the young miss Grahams has woken up". Said a faint voice in the background. She was talking about me.

"Ok, see how she is while I go see if she has any family here that might want to see her".

The nurse came over to me and smiled.

"Hello there miss Grahams. How are you feeling?" She asked.

I looked at her not wanting to answer. I was feeling terrible. I've felt terrible all my life. Instead of answering her question I asked her something else.

"How did I get here?"

Her eyes showed a flicker of disappointment when I didn't answer her question but kept her smile on her face.

"Well honey, you were found yesterday night lying on the streets in a pleasant neighborhood. You were in a very bad condition and got driven straight to the hospital. But don't worry now, you'll be fine." She said.

I suddenly had a flash-back of yesterday night, I could barely remember anything but one thing that had stayed quite clear in my head was that big fist charging towards me. I remember the fear. Those 3 seconds of killer fear. And then, just a bunch of kicks and slaps and punches... That's all I remember... But then to end up on the streets... I'm guessing my dad brought me over there quickly just to try and get rid of me thinking I was maybe dead..?

"We were hoping you could tell us what you remember though from last night. Any important memories you would like to tell us?"

"No." I lied.

In truth I wanted to tell them everything. From the day I was born to this day in hospital but I was afraid. Afraid they might not believe me, afraid they might think i'm crazy, afraid my dad would torture me... I hadn't told this to anyone, no one knows how awful my life is. I don't have any friend because i don't go to school and well my dad is really the only person I know of in my family. Quite honestly he's the only person I know in this world !

"Alright honey, don't worry about the questions now, I think you need a little more rest. If ever you need anything just ask. Oh and you have some food just on your right."

With that, she smiled one last time and walked away. I looked to my right and surely enough there was a platter full of food. I was so hungry! I grabbed the piece of bread and began to nibble away when I heard something that completely took my attention off the food:

"I found miss Grahams dad. He looked quite concerned and was wondering what happened to her. I told him all I knew and he wants to see her."

I gasped. I could feel my heart beating fast and suddenly had no more appetite. How could the doctor not notice how fake my dad's concern was?! I watched as the nurse walked over to me.

"Miss Grahams, your dad will be coming to see you in just a few minutes."

"Uh-uh-okay.." I stuttered. My heart beating faster than lightning. Seeing him was the last thing I wanted to do right now. I didn't know what he would say but I knew it was gonna be bad... I felt so safe here surrounded by people who were here to make me feel better, but knowing my dad was in this very building made my heart sink like it always did whenever I heard him stomping up those stairs to my bedroom. And to think I would be going back there. I couldn't even imagine what he would do to me.

I looked up and saw my dad glaring at me obviously furious. He wasn't drunk anymore or was hiding it well. He quickly looked around to see if anyone was looking and put on a fake smile. UGH It was one uggggllyyy sight! His teeth were yellow and some even black and his breath stunk like nothing you could even imagine! He leaned down next to me and whispered:

"You ought to keep that hole in your face shut, you hear me?! Because if you spill one word out of that ugly hole i will beat you till you don't see the light of day ever again. CLEAR?!"

I simply gulped down the lump that had formed itself in my throte and nodded.

He smirked with a satisfied look on his face and walked over to one of the nurses in the hall.

"Excuse me." He said, putting on another fake smile and acting all nice. "Could you tell me when my daughter here will be coming out of the hospital?" He asked pointing at me.

"Well let me take a look at her file" She said as both of them walked out of the room.

A few minutes later they both came back file in had and sat by me.

"hmmm... Well she's in quite a bad condition. She has a light amnesia, a fractured thigh and a broked arm so I would say about 2 months and then she can go home. But her arm won't be completely recovered so she will need a cast. I was going to explain she might have a few difficulties at school with her work as it is her right arm that got broken but I see she don't go to school? Would you care to explain M.Grahams?"

I could see my dad get mad at her question but answered as calmly as possible.

"Well I home school her. I find it more... effective"

The nurse looked sceptical. "And I assume you have to work too as you are her only parent. How can you have time for both?"

My dad was getting more and more furious. "You are getting extremely personal with your questions! I don't feel the need to explain my damn life to you!!"

The nurse had a suspicious look in her eyes. "Well sir I could always call a social worker but I don't find that necessary quite yet. So yes do explain how you manage to work full time and home school your daughter."

By then my dad looked like he was about to explode. "I work only part time and home school my daughter Tuesdays and Thursdays." He answered, lying once more.

"Well sir, I would recommend you put your daughter in a school because two days a week isn't enough for her and she is in a depression due to loneliness. She needs to find more friends and socialize more. And you will need to find yourself a full-time job to provide enough money for the family needs as I can see your daughter hasn't been eating enough lately." She took a deep breath. "We will also need to discuss last nights events as I can see your daughter has been beaten up not only last night but in the past too. The police will come over tomorrow morning to question you and your daughter. So we should be expecting you at 10 am. thank you for your time." She said coldly and looked back at me giving me a warm smile before walking away.

My dad cursed to himself and gave me a death glare.

"You better remember what I said earlier you little f***er." He whispered and then left.