Chapter 2

​”Ok then,” I mumbled, closing my eyes again. First my abusive father beats me unconsious. Now this woman who is a complete stranger, and claiming to be my mother, was standing in the corner of my room, growling and hissing into her phone.

”I can’t understand why you would want her anywhere near your house,” she complainied “Its going to completly disrupt our lives, not to mention your campain and think about the boys, this is still their home, when they come back on leave or during breaks from college they don’t need some broken worthless girl, who is obviously trouble being thrown into their peaceful home.” her voice changed from angry growls, to concerned loving parent like the flick of a switch.

I groaned quietly, wondering if I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep she would go away. I did just that and must have acutally fallen asleep, because I was startled awake by the loud click of a heal tapping angrly on the floor.

”Well its about time, were you planning on sleeping the whole day?” she snapped

”Ummm, Im in the hospital, what else am I supposed to be doing?” I snap, “ I’m having a shit day, Im obvously hurt, and Im supposed to be resting” If I could have flipped her off I would have but even that small amount of movement was to painful.

according to my father, anything that she left behind had been destroyed so I didnt even know what she looked like. There had been no trace of her left in the house. I slowly moved

mother further away me. She quietly began taking my vitals, and checking the various machines, and tubes that I was connected

r*bs are badly broken, and you are lucky they did not puncture your lungs, Several others have small fractures or brusies.” he paused to gently move aside a corner of the gown to check the

down, then we will have a better idea of what needs to be done.” He poked at my

my mother said pushing her way

how inconvient this whole ordeal has been, I have had to cancle all of my appointments today,

to the doctor, a small smile appeared on his

Well Mrs. Peters, as I have told you

my mother snapped, “if she has to live with us she will use her proper name, not some

my mothers outburst. “She has broken and bruised r*bs, a severely broken arm, a broken nose, and concussion, that caused a loss of consciousness, shes not

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