Shattered Girl (Emmy)

"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.

I wanted this woman gone, I didnt care who she claimed to be. I didnt remember my mother, she had left before I was two years old 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 my good arm over to the bed railing and tapped the nurse call button. A few minutes later a nurse walked in followed by the doctor.

said in a gental voice. She efficently moved around my bed, bumping my mother further away me. She quietly began taking my vitals, and checking the various machines, and tubes that I was connected to, while the

are lucky they did not puncture your lungs,

down, then we will have a better idea of what

me doctor," my mother said pushing her way

this whole ordeal has been, I have had to cancle all of my appointments today, just to be here, and some of them. have taken

the doctor, a small smile

Peters, as I have told you already,

Emilia, not Emmy," my mother snapped, "if she has to live with us she will

bruised r*bs, a severely broken arm, a broken nose, and concussion, that caused a

the corner of the room, phone held to her

takes to get an appointment with Andrew? Its a three month wait, and I had to miss it. Now my hair wont be done the way I wanted for the campain dinner tonight." She sniffled patheticly into the phone. "I only have four