Hearts and Daggers

Chapter Thirteen

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Halloween series in anyway =(. But I DO own Katarzyna and my other OCs.

Chapter Thirteen

  

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It wasn’t long until the mixture of crying and my pain medicine had successfully knocked me out. When I woke up, I felt even more exhausted than I had all week. Through my blurred vision, I saw Loomis sitting in his usual seat, reading a book.

“What time is it?” my voice was scratchy thanks to my dry throat. Loomis looked up from his reading and offered me a small smile. He passed me a full cup of water from my food tray and I gladly drank every drop.

“A little past twelve,” he answered, “The doctor should be coming soon to check how you’re healing before discharging you,”

I nodded, suddenly feeling sick at the thought of returning to that house. Sighing, I looked over at my nightstand where more flowers were placed. That’s when I noticed it.

My dagger was stabbed nearly halfway into the wooden surface. A piece of paper was being held in place by the blade and with a shaky hand, I carefully pulled it away with a loud tear breaking the silence.

It was crumpled with splotches of what looked like red paint. My stomach twisted as I tried not to think of what it, most likely, really was.  I recognized Michael’s handwriting immediately in bold, black crayon.

LIAR

Liar? What the hell was he playing at now? Half of me wanted to be angry and hunt him down, while the other half reminded me why I was in the hospital in the first place. I hadn’t even realized Loomis had stood up and made his way to my side until he spoke.

“Are you going to be okay?” he asked softly. I didn’t know how to answer as a lump formed in my throat. I opened my mouth just as the door opened and Dr. Ashton and a nurse walked in. I hid the paper in my fist and took a few deep breaths to calm myself.

“Good afternoon Katarzyna,” he smiled, “How are we feeling today?”

“Tired,” I replied as he looked over my chart before pulling my gown down just enough to see my bandages, “Will I be going home today?”

“Yeah, I think you are well enough for a discharge,” he smiled, “But you need to take it easy; any internal damage is slower at healing, no matter how superficial it is,”

“Will I be able to continue my classes at the college?” I asked.

“I don’t see why not,” he said, “but I think it is best that you don’t walk there. See if you can get a ride with someone until your side heals. You’re going to be pretty sore for a while,”

“I can drive you to your classes Kat,” Loomis said from his seat. I gave a small grateful smile before turning back to Dr. Ashton.

“Okay, well I will write a prescription for some pain medicine because that cut of yours is going to be hurting. Again, take it easy, no heavy lifting. I know you have a child living with you so I don’t want you picking her up or anything like that until those stitches are out and everything is healed,”

“Yes doctor,” I said politely.

“I will see you back here in ten days to check your stitches,” he said as the nurse relieved me of all my needles, “Take care,” he smiled before leaving the room. The door opened a few minutes later and a smiling Emmy bounded in with Laurie behind her, holding a set of clothes for me.