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A Little Piece Of Heaven

Hospitals and Bad News

Chapter Thirty-Eight:

I heard Eric slam the front door before everything started to go black. I’m so cold. I’m so tired. I just want to sleep. I need to rest.

My body jerked. I can’t sleep yet. I need help. I need to call for help. Where’s my phone? I forced myself to roll onto my stomach and I army crawled around the living room. It hurts so much but I can’t stop. I can’t die. I won’t die.

Everything is so dark. It’s so hard to see. I hit the coffee table. How could I not see that? I’m losing too much blood. I pushed my arms back up and tried to my find way to the couch. I think I dropped my purse there earlier. Please let it be there. It felt like miles away. I can’t stop. I have to keep going. I finally hit something big and soft. It’s the couch – thank God. I felt around for my purse and pulled it down. I fumbled with the zipper and grabbed my cell out of the top.

I put it as close to my face as possible. I made out Jared’s number. I hit send. I listened to it ring. Thank God.

“Baby girl, are you okay?” He asked. I cried and coughed something up. Shit. It’s worse than I thought.

“I’m bleeding out, J-Jared. Stabbed me. I’m calling the police. Meet me at the hospital. Got to go.” I hung up. It took all of my strength to dial 9-1-1.

“911, what is your emergency?” A male voice asked me.

“I was assaulted and stabbed. Please. Help me.” I sobbed.

“What’s your location?”

“8437 Shady Oaks Lane, Mira Mesa, California.” I breathed.

“Is your attacker still in the house?” He asked.

“No, he left. Please, hurry. I don’t know when he’ll be back. Eric Stronghold, my stepfather, attacked me.” I cried. I’m delirious.

“Stay on the line. Help is on the way.”

“I’m scared.”

“Help is on the way. I’ll stay on the line with you, while you wait. How bad are your injuries?” He asked me.

“I’m coughing up blood. He stabbed me with something. He r-raped me. It’s so hard to stay awake. I’m so tired.” I told him. He said something that I couldn’t really hear. I’m so tired. Maybe if I just sleep, just for a little while, it’ll be okay.

-.-

“I’ve got her! She’s in here!” Someone screamed. “We need a stretcher!” They yelled. My eyes fluttered open. They’re so loud. Someone lifted me up and put on something.

“I don’t wanna die.” I told someone. Everything’s too fuzzy to make out. “Please. Don’t let him hurt me.”

“You’re not going to die, sweetie. We’re taking you to the hospital.” Someone assured me.

“Not Eric. Don’t let him hurt me.”

“She’s hysterical. She needs a sedative.”

-.-

“Angela, baby, don’t die on me. Don’t give up on me.” Jared’s voice floated into my ears. I forced my eyes open.

“You came.” I whispered. “I’m so tired. So tired.” I told him.

“Baby girl, I promise you, he is going to jail for what he did to you.” He vowed.

“Sir, please, we need to get her into surgery. You have to let us do our jobs.” Someone else spoke up.

“Take care of her.” Jared told them.

-.-

I eyes feel so heavy. My mouth feels like it’s full of cotton. Where am I? It’s so quiet here. After what felt like ages, I forced my eyes open. God, it’s so fucking bright. Where am I? I tried to sit up, only to be met with excruciating pain. I gasped and let myself fall back onto the bed. What? I tried to pull off my blankets and I saw IVs coming out my arms. My eyes darted across the room. I’m in a hospital. I don’t remember what happened. What happened? I can’t breathe. My hand flew to my chest. I can’t breathe. A doctor ran into the room.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

“Can’t breathe.” I choked out.

“You’re having a panic attack. Try to breathe slowly. Think of something that makes you happy.” He suggested. I thought about Jace and Matt. Eventually, my breathing began to slow.

“Thanks.” I told the mystery person.

“I’m Dr. Cooper.”

“I want to talk to Dr. Sullivan. I trust Dr. Sullivan.” I told him. He looked taken aback. “Or Denise Sanders. No offense, but I don’t know you.” I told him.

“Okay. I can get them for you. Do you have their numbers?” He asked. I nodded.

“They’re in my phone.” I told him.

“Do you know why you’re here Miss Summers?” He asked. I shook my head. “You were attacked.” He reminded me. Flashes of what happened flooded my mind. I remembered Eric tying me to bed and stabbing me and leaving me for dead. Tears poured down my cheeks.

“How bad is it?” I asked him.

“We were able to repair most of the damage. It was touch and go for a while. You were out for a few days.” He told me.

“Thank you.” I told him. He still looked grim, especially for a younger doctor.

“How long has he been hurting you?” He asked. “Some of your fractures and breaks healed long before you got here.”

“A few years. Is there any residual damage from the assault?” I asked him.

“You’ll have to take it easy for a long while. The rest, you may want company while you hear the news.” He warned.

“Okay. Can I give you the numbers? I don’t want to be the one to call them.”

“Of course.”

“Is Jared here?” I asked. He nodded. I grabbed my phone off the small table and scribbled down the numbers for him. “Can you send him in please? I want to see him.” Dr. Cooper took the paper and left the room. Jared walked in, his eyes red.

“Baby girl, how are you holding up?” He asked me. He looked afraid to touch me.

“I’ve been worse.” I joked. He didn’t smile. “Did they find Eric?” I asked him.

“There was a warrant out for his arrest. They picked him up yesterday. He was hiding with one of his friends. I’ve been awarded temporary custody of you, due to the circumstances.” He told me. I smiled, immediately regretting it. Blood trickled down my chin. I wiped at it, cursing. He frowned and handed me a tissue. “I’m so sorry. That never should have happened to you. I should have been there to stop it.” He apologized.

“It’s done. You can’t change it.” I told him. “Is he going to stay in jail?” I asked him.

“They found semen mixed in with your blood, in your stab wounds. If that matches his, then yes. They found the ice pick he stabbed you with, covered in his finger prints.”

“Thank God.” I breathed. “Does that mean it’ll finally be over?” I asked him. He nodded.

“I really hope so.”

“Dr. Cooper said he bad news. Do you know what it is?” I asked him. He shook his head.

“They wanted to tell us together.” He told me.

“Okay.” I don’t want to know what it is. “Is Gwen here? Is Jace here? I want to see them.” I told him. He nodded.

“I’ll get Gwen for you. I think it’d be best if she talked with you first. Jace has taken it really hard.” Jared kissed my forehead and left. Gwen came in a few minutes later. I noticed how weird I was feeling. They must have me doped up on some heavy-duty pain killers.

“Hey baby,” she came in. She started crying when she saw me. I frowned.

“Don’t cry, Momma G.” I told her. She smiled and wiped her face.

“You’re always so brave, Angela.” She told me, sitting in the chair next to the hospital bed.

“I’m never brave.” I corrected her.

“You’re stronger than most of the people I know that are my age. No one should have to go through what you’ve gone through.” She told me. I didn’t say anything. “You could have died, baby. You almost did.”

“But, I didn’t.” I told her.

“You scared us so bad, baby. You were in a coma for five days.” She told me. I looked up at her, surprised.

“The doctor made it sound shorter.”

“He probably didn’t want to worry you. He said that you were asking for your doctor and Matt’s mom.”

“I trust Dr. Sullivan. He’s always been straight with me. And I’m not really sure why I asked for Matt’s mom. I’m just so tired of being around people I can’t trust.”

“I understand. Jace wants to see you. He’s been in really rough shape.”

“How bad?”

“It’s been hard to get him to go home and sleep. He’s been here every day. We all have, but he’s barely left. Matt and Brian have both been by.” She told me.

“Okay. I don’t want to think about Matt right now. He broke my heart once already.”

“Alright, baby. I’m gonna get Jace.” She disappeared and I leaned back and closed my eyes. Everything’s just too much.

-.-

“Gel,” Jace whispered. I jumped awake. I saw him staring at me. “Don’t ever scare me like that again. It hurt too much.” He whispered. He kissed my cheek and forehead.

“I’m sorry.” I told him.

“You were so pale. They didn’t think you were going to pull through for awhile.” He told me. I nodded. He wiped at his eyes. “I would die if I lost you, Angela.” He told me.

“You won’t lose me, Jay. I’m too damn stubborn.”

“It better stay that way. I love you. You’re my girl.” He told me.

“I love you, too. You helped get me through.” I told him.

“I, I know that I was trying to push you into a relationship with me. And I’m not blind. I know that you’re still into Matt, even though he broke things off. I’m going to back off. For real this time. I just, honest to God, more than anything, I just want you to be happy. You deserve to be happy.” He promised. I felt tears trickle down my face. I leaned up and touched my lips to his, softly.

“Thank you. Can we be buds again?” I asked him. He chuckled and nodded. I think he needed that goodbye kiss for closure. I know I did.

“Of course. Sidekicks for life.” He promised.

“Fuck yeah.” I smiled. I feel like a giant burden has been lifted off of my shoulders. The room door opened and Dr. Sullivan walked inside. I saw Denise hesitate. I waved her inside.

“I’ll give you guys a minute.” Jace told me. I nodded.

“Thanks.” I told him.

“How are you feeling, Angela?” Dr. Sullivan asked me. I shrugged.

“I’ve been better.”

“Dr. Cooper briefed me.” He sighed. “Is it alright to speak freely in front of Ms. Sanders?” He asked me. I nodded. “I heard about Eric. I’m happy that you’ll be safe.” He smiled. “I thought it might be best if I gave you the news, but I’ll wait until Mr. Morgan returns. He left to get some coffee.” He told me. “I’ll be outside until he returns.” He excused himself. Denise watched him go before she said anything.

“I had a feeling that there something more to your injuries. I’m sorry to hear about your stepfather.” She apologized. I can tell that she means it, just by looking at her. “I’m not sure what went on between you and my son. He wouldn’t say much about it, but I do know that he cares about you, very much. I’ve never seen him act the way he does with you, with anyone else.” She told me.

“I don’t think he still feels that way. He ended things last weekend.” I told her. She didn’t say anything.

“Men are complicated creatures.” She told me.

“Sometimes, I think it’d be easier to be a lesbian.” I mused. She chuckled.

“Even if things don’t work out between you and Matt, if you ever need a shoulder to cry on or just a girl friend to talk to, I’m here. That doesn’t change because my son had a lapse in judgment.” She promised.

“Thank you.” It wouldn’t make things any easier if I gave her the gory details of our break-up. “Can you ask Gwen to come in with Jared when he gets back? I’d feel better with her in here, too, when I get the news.”

“Of course, sweetheart.” She smiled and left.

-.-

“Baby girl, wake up.” I heard Jared talking to me. I forced my eyes open. I don’t understand why I’m still so tired. “It’s time to hear the news.” He told me. I nodded, trying to wake up.

“It’s not good, I’m afraid.” Dr. Sullivan stalled.

“Dr. Sullivan, please, just tell me.” I asked.

“Please, call me Mark.” He corrected.

“Mark, please,” I tried again. He sighed.

“With all of the damage that was done to your abdomen and your uterus… I’m afraid you won’t be able to have children.” He told me. “I’m so sorry.” He apologized. Tears welled in my eyes. Everything’s blurred.

“Can I just have some time to myself, please?” I asked them all. They all shuffled out of my room. I waited until the door closed to lose it. Even when he’s locked up, Eric is still controlling my life. He got what he wanted. I won’t be able to bear children, because I didn’t want his. I didn’t realize how badly I wanted to be a mother until he took it away. I would be an awesome mom. I would never beat my children. I’d raise them right. I’d raise them like Gwen raised Jace. I’d love them and let know that they were loved. I would let them know that they were worth the world. I would give them everything that I was never able to have growing up.

I laid on my side and sobbed into my pillow. I don’t remember ever hurting this bad, mentally or physically. I feel so violated. I must have been an awful person in my previous life to deserve this. I try to be a pretty good person to people, but in the end I still get screwed over.

I wanna be done with everything, just for a little while. I can’t stand dealing with the world right now. I want to feel like I’m not always alone. Everyone wants to sympathize, but they don’t really understand. They can’t know what you’re going through.

He finally broke me.

Notes

Alright, all, there will probably be around 10 or so chapters left in this story. Just to clear up any confusion. I'm not sure if there is going to be a sequel or not, just yet.

I'm working on the next chapter. I'll try to have it up soon.

Thank you all for the comments. Y'all are awesome!

Comments

This is an amazing story. Some chapters were hard to read but I was hooked. Thank you for sharing it.

OMG! Freaking amazing story! I started reading at about 11:30pm and only just finished (05:40am) in some aspects this story reflects my life, think that is why I was hooked! I read the first chapters of 'almost easy' then found this one

Crimson day Crimson day
2/15/17

@Amy Summers
Thank you, doll!:)

I really love this story. Well done!

Amy Summers Amy Summers
4/18/14

@Deathbat_foREVer

Awesome! :) I hope you enjoy it! It's still in progress and is turning out to be longer than this one was. Stay excellent! <3