Things Left Unsaid

Things Left Unsaid

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I come barreling into the hospital, nearly taking out a nurse. "Well someone's in a rush. What are you here for?" She questions me. "What room is Scarlet O'Dare in?" I beg. She gives me a grave look and looks down. "Follow me, Sir." She turned and walked towards the back. I stay on her heels all the way to ICU. My heart pounds in my chest. When I found out what happened, I left right away to see her. I needed to tell her how much I loved her. We stop walking and the nurse turns to me. "This is her room. I'm so sorry," she whispers so quietly I almost don't hear her. She walks away as I brace myself to open the door. I turn the handle and open the door to see Scarlet just laying there. I stand there, tears going down my face. There she is, but she looks so much smaller. Wires and pumps connected to her are all that's keeping her alive. Bandages are on her forearms covering them completely, but I know what's underneath. Cuts and scars. New ones and old ones. I know. A/N: All the characters are my own. Some of them are based on people I know. There are going to be some triggering themes in this story, such as self-harm, suicide attempts and thoughts, mature language, and abuse. I will put a warning before each chapter, so you have a warning.
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PROLOGUE A small boy lies curled up in his bed, trying to hide himself. The screams and shouts of his parents echoed throughout the empty, cold house. A small toddler girl, snuggled in his arms, fusses in her sleep. A loud crash, followed by a cry of pain, makes the boy flinch and tear up. He pulls the baby girl close and covers his ears. 'Dad is hurting mom again' The boy cries softly, so as not to be heard, weeping at the unfairness of the world. Hours later, his bedroom door opens, and a soft hand touches his cheek. "Ian, my baby boy, I've got to go for a while, ok?" A woman's voice calls softly. The boy sits up, wiping his tears. "How long will you be gone?" The boy sniffles. "Mom is going to live with Uncle Sam for a while, just so she can make dad's company bigger. Make sure you take good care of Naomi. Don't forget to clean up after yourself, and get good grades in school." The boy's mother ruffles his hair and kisses him on the cheek. "I love you buddy. I'll be back in a few years. I know that sounds like a long time but, I'll be back before you know it. I just have to make dad happy." The boy nods, refusing to cry. 'I have to protect Naomi. I'm alone now.' the boy thinks to himself, determined. His mother stands up and walks away, her feet softly padding down the hallway.

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