Saving Seelie

Chapter 7

I woke up because of an irritated beeping sound coming from somewhere close to me. i opened my eyes but closed them almost instantly because of the bright light. i counted to ten before slowly opening them again wincing as the light hirt my eyes.

I slowly took in my surroundings: sickly sea foam green walls surrounded the small room, white tile on the floor, i was in a hospital, i had an i.v. in my arm and the heart monitor was what was causing the irritating beeping sound.

i heard my door open and a man who looked really familair but i couldnt place where i had seen him before stuck his head in the room and once he noticed i was awake came in and started checking me out.

i then finally took in my condition. the doctor said i had 5 broken ribs, a broken wrist(my right one so it should be a pain in the ass to write at school with) i also had a concussion.

"how long have i been out" i asked the doctor slowly scared to know the answer.

"well, your mother said you fell down the stairs," i almost laughed out loud at the blatent lie she had told the doctor but i managed to keep my face composed. "and with how calm you are acting since you woke up...how long have you been up do you think before i came in to check on you?" he asked looking at me questioningly.

"maybe 5 minutes, i just woke up not long ago." i looked at him expecting him to answer my question.

"Seelie...you have been out for 2 weeks," he said and paused when he saw my horror struck face. "Seelie, we found evidence of healed fracturs on your arms, legs, and on your ribs..." he said he seemed like he wanted to ask me something but was scared of my reaction.

"doctor....." i said trying to look for a name tag. "Dr. Gryffen..."huh...thats weird...and sounds really familar. "what are you trying to say?" i asked him.

"Seelie...are you being abused at home? i know its just your mother and you..." he looked at me looking extremely uncomfortable, this wasnt effecting me much since i had been in and out of the hospital alot in my life, "does your mother abuse you?" he asked looking me straight in the eye, seeming like he could see right through me.

I took a minute and thought to myself, this is my chance...but i had other chances before why would i take this one. even if my mom hurts me and my life is a living hell...she still needs me....

i sighed deeply and looked at him "No...im just an extremely clumsy person, theres nothing to worry about." i was so used to this, i could lie so well now.

I guess it took me alot longer than i thought it did to answer him because he looked at me long and hard and started rummaging in his pockets for something.

he pulled out a small white post-it note and jotted down something on it.

"Seelie, if you EVER need anything call this number." I looked at him confused. so he continued explaining. "If....you have any more 'accidents' no matter how small....call this number...me or my brother will pick up. and we will come get you okay?" i still looked at him confused.

"Seelie, i cant do anything for you unless you want me to. i know your not that clumsy. no one is. i know something is going on." he said looking at me in the eye. "you for whatever reason dont want to tell me the truth so i cant do anything. just call if you need any help. i wont ask questions. okay?" he said looking at me deadly serious.

"Im not---" i was cut off by a sharp look he gave me. i gulped and nodded my head slowly. he nodded and gave me a sympothetic stare before leaving the room.

I layed back on my bed, i looked over at the table beside the bed and saw that my ipod was there so i grabbed it and quickly put it on shuffle. the first song almost made me laugh out loud at the irony.