escape

ng. The child the doctor, "hmm...how long do I have to stay off my foot?" I ask, we were playing like I broke my foot, and she fix

lighting up as I play along. This is

then. I guess there won't be no wild parties the

ed like she meant every word. It was so funny I just couldn't contain my laughter. "Hey! What's so funny?" she asks. Olivi

ng the outburst of laughter, that probably s

boot so I had to use a blanket. Apparently, I can't put any weight on

a hand to her chin thinking. It makes my heart happy to see how he just play

t, I only told her that my stepdad wasn't the caring and naturing type. That I had a hard time after finally turning eighteen. Had I thought there would be anyway around not telling

er to stay in a hospital roo

I'm told. No need to go teaming up on me

rist, and you were still lifting over ten p

ith my right hand." I say and Alex looks at my right hand clearly thinking that it was the wrist

covers the worst of it. Honestly the scar is all the way down my arm but its two different scars it's just that they join together. After feeling the weight of his stare, I move my hand over to cover most of

towards me. my first response is to be I'm always pale but instead I say "yeah, I'm f

a sledgehammer. I had just made it in the doorway when my legs gave out. My office door was closed so no one was there to see or help me. I reached for the bookshelf to balance myself, but my vision swam; losing by balance all over again I fell to

't real and wasn't actually happening but the terror I experienced was still too raw for my brain to actually comprehend that fact. So as I watched my mother get abused and felt as the beatings transferred over to me the outside world–the real word– was completely gone I was stuck in this terrible fantasy

ness crawls at the edges of my vi

bove them. I can barely make out a figure shining one of those small lights to check the size of your

is moment. Thats when the memories came flooding back, even though I know it isn't possible it felt like they were coming faster than the speed of light. "I-I hear you. Can you please take that l

at goes in your nose. "What is Going on? Why am I hooked up to all this?" I ask calmly. I feel like i could pass out at any moment but I need to stay awake. Alex looks surpr

t is then I realize that besides him I

an take it. But to answer your question, it really is depending on what you're asking me to remember. I remember having another one of those vision thingi

e was bruised." my eyes widen in shock of what he said and despite of my reassurances I feel the familiar weight of panic twisting at my gut. I know I had a

t normal; it is the very definition of not normal. "Hey, it's ok, just tell me what y

ne, but I can't tell if that's just because of my panicked state or if that he really isn't lying. But as I gaze into his eyes my fear evaporates,

l comfortable with some guy I barely even know. One from Lond

d out. I mean it would make a whole lot more sense than what's going through my mind." I try to sk

as if dreading my answer, p

grabbed the shelf, it caused my vision to swim and the shelf broke spl

confused with America before I answer." he says, and I'm taken aback by how serious he seems about this and that he actually beli

ith my instincts and that's what their telling me." I say shyly that moment my mo

everything that was on it fell off. did it fall on top of you or...that would explain some of the cuts and possibly the

to panic." I mutter and he laughs. "Actua

really breathing when I found you in your office. So, I felt like you needed some oxygen." I no

ly need to finish renovating on my house

vernight just to make sure you don't have a concussion, because you had a cut on your head. . .

one did.

He was trying to make something up on my chart so it didn't look like I was going insane, and he could get by without

ain and don't know why I feel so dizzy and why my ears are ringing. "How many finge

w he's not holding up four

heart. "Hey, you're going to be okay, we got you awake we know you're alright. you're going to be fine; you may not get out tomorrow evening like I thought, it d

that goes on my chart, it wont be as simple as talking about flashbacks and nerves. "I was passed out, but like you said they could have come in when I was passed out, but I do

rm, not to mention I don't like talking about

what's going through this IV before I flip out. l

l out of it, "can you at least tell me why you ran away so fast out of Olivia's room

reason it isn't covered up is because it's my internal punishment." I say not looking at him but the scar wit

tory, one that's c

I'm from a new world entirely just know I'm here. ... I can se

er has been edi