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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2011 0:44:57 GMT -8
The brunette stood in front of the hospital. She hated hospitals. She always had. Ever since she was a little girl. She didnt even know if it was real or a nightmare anymore. Being force fed iron by the woman...and then having her stomach pumped. She just didnt trust her memories anymore. She hated them though. When she was in it, she was more scared of being alone in the room than her attacker.
She felt like a bitchy sister. Megan was stuck in the hospital, and Hannah avoided visiting. She just hated being there. She did buy Megan a bunny. Yes, buy, not steal.
Her mind went back to what he said. That smile on his face. how's daddy Andre? she had only said that name around one person. That could only mean one thing. And as soon as she realized it, her mind went to her sister.
He had to know she would do this. Even if she never went to the police. And the whole police issue, if someone else turned him in she would be happy to back them up. But there was nobody else. She was all alone in this. She couldn't fucking fight him alone. But she would tell his girlfriend.
She looked at her feet. Time to go inside. But they were frozen in place. Hannah's hands were shaking. She wondered if there was a phobia named for this. Being afraid of hospitals. What would it be called? She watched the revolving door. It was hard, going in by herself. Slowly, she took a step forward.
Well, that was progress. She closed her eyes, thinking of her sister. Another step. No, don't plant in the ground again! Yes....she was walking. One hand clutched the bunny as the other took the handle of the door and went inside.
She already picked up on the smell. Hannah shuddered, looking around. Her eyes focused on a heavyset lady talkin on the phone. When the lady saw her, she scoffed "do you want something?"
Hannah swallowed "my sister....I need her room. She was hurt-I-I-I need to f-find her room" she explained softly.
"Name?" the lady asked her.
"uhm....Megan Del Rossi" she told her, pushing her hair behind her ears as she watched the lady type on her computer. She looked around. She could do this...
The lady looked up at her "take the elevator to the ninth floor, she is in room 917" Hannah nodded and backed away, running to the elevator without thanking her .
As she rode the elevator, Hannah chewed on her bottom lip. What was she supposed to say? Megan, sorry but your boyfriend is a murderer? Pretty much, but how did she word it? It wasn't an easy thing to tell.
As the doors opened, Hannah read the numbers. Maybe she'd be asleep. Maybe she wouldnt have to tell her! Maybe she'd read her mind. Yeah, Hannah, that'll happen. She spotted the room and stood in the doorway, taking a deep breathe. She could do this.
She watched as a nurse came out of the room. Hannah swallowed and stepped in the room, knocking "h-hey" she said, attempting a smile.
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Post by Megan Julia Del Rossi on May 22, 2011 1:23:14 GMT -8
Megan hated being here. Being stuck here. Hated it! But at th same time, she did not want to leave. Being out there, fearing her attacker, it scared the girl to death. She just did not know how to deal. How to get past this. Not this time. The girl was absolutely terrified. Of everything. And she was barely talking to anyone. Only her family. However, even then, she usually avoided talking about what she had gone through that night.
And when Hannah came in, Megan had been kind of dazed. She usually was lately. But her voice, it suddenly snapped the girl back to reality. And she looked up. "H-Hannah?" she bit her lip. She really did love and looked up to her sister. Even if she never acted like it. "I-I-I didn't think you would come...."
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2011 1:30:02 GMT -8
Hannah closed the door behind her. "yeah, sorry about that. Uhm- hospitals kinda freak me out a little" she took a seat by her and held up the bunny "this is for you" she said softly.
This was weird. Hannah looked down, shaking her head. "this is all my fault" she whispered. Looking up, she bit her lip "I have to tell you something. Just don't tell, ok? Even if you hate me for it?"
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Post by Megan Julia Del Rossi on May 22, 2011 2:55:04 GMT -8
Megan forced that same fragile and weak smile she had been giving to everyone. It was a broken smile. Not like her usual happy-go-lucky self. She took the bunny and set it on her lap, looking at it. "Thank you." she whispered, before hugging it to her chest, blinking back tears.
She then looked back up at Hannah and tilted her head. "I won't tell. But--I-I could-" she swallowed. "I could never hate you."
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2011 2:59:33 GMT -8
Hannah smiled wryly "never say never. You did when I first came here, remember?" she swallowed and fidgeted. "it's hard to say." she admitted and finally stood, turning her back to her. "you know how I couldn't remember who attacked me?" she looked back at her. "I remember now"
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Post by Megan Julia Del Rossi on May 22, 2011 3:01:29 GMT -8
Megan bit down on her lip and looked down. "W-who?" she whispered. Honestly? She didn't want to know. Okay, it wasn't that she didn't want to. It was more because she was afraid of the answer.
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2011 3:05:13 GMT -8
Hannah sighed and turned around. "I'm so sorry, Megan. It-it was Jack. I swear I'm not lying. I want you to be happy with your boyfriend. But you could be in danger"
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Post by Megan Julia Del Rossi on May 22, 2011 3:13:00 GMT -8
"J-J-Jack..." It was the first time that very name escaped her lips since coming here. She shook her head. "N-no...No, Hannah. Not you. You didn't deserve that. You-you could never-" Megan swallowed as tears fell from her eyes. "He-he was-I should-I-I could have protected you. If only-" she whimpered, looking away. "But I didn't see it. He-no...No...He-he was-he was my first boyfriend." She squeezed her eyes shut, thinking of that night. "Jack..no. I asked him not to. I tried to run. But-but he shot me. With a tranquilizer. I deserved what I got. not you. Never you. I never saw it coming. He forced me...he-he raped me. He tried to kill me. Hannah! I know! Jack--he lied to me. I thought he loved me. But no one could ever love me. Ever." She shook her head. "I'm sorry..." she whimpered. "Don't tell about-about me either. Don't tell that Jack almost killed me."
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2011 17:09:17 GMT -8
Hannah nodded, tears coming to her eyes. "Yeah. I won't. I promise" she reached out and took her sister's hand, finally letting out the sobs that she had been encouraged to let out. Her heart pounded and her head was spinning. She squeezed Megan's hand, desperate to not have to let go. When she finally calmed, she looked up at her. "Tell the truth. Do-do you think that if I remembered...you'd be in here?" she swallowed. "It's ok. I just-please just answer"
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Post by Megan Julia Del Rossi on May 22, 2011 21:19:46 GMT -8
Megan looked down at the hand that Hannah was holding and swallowed. Would she be here? It did no good to think of what if's. But that was all Megan ever thought. What if this and what if that. "Do you remember....? When you tried to tell me that Jack wasn't who I thought? I can't remember what you said exactly...but...I didn't want to believe it. I just didn't want to believe the truth...I didn't...This is my fault. All my fault. I was so in love that I couldn't see it. I felt...I felt like I couldn't trust him deep down. But I ignored it. I could have protected you. I could have...could have stopped it. But I didn't. You're my sister. And I've always loved you. Even if I act as though I hate you. It's my job...to protect my family. It always has been. And I hate myself for not being able to protect you. And I'm so sorry...so sorry..."
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Post by Deleted on May 23, 2011 2:58:21 GMT -8
Hannah scoffed "nobody could have protected me. I was random. But-I feel like if I remembered before you, there would be less to risk. I could have told." she looked at her with a smile. "we're both taking blame, I guess"
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Post by Megan Julia Del Rossi on May 24, 2011 12:06:19 GMT -8
"I-I guess we are." she spoke, softly, tears brimming her eyes. She'd seemed to be crying more than she had ever done before what happened with Jack. "Hannah...before...I had this bad feeling. This feeling saying tht I shouldn't trust him. But I didn't listen. I kept seeing him. And honestly, no one could have saved me. Why would I listen to you...when I wouldn't even listen to myself?"
Well, it was true, after all. And besides, Megan usually never believed in something if she did not want to. She wanted to pretend that everything was just fine, that her life was perfectly normal. "A part of me wishes that he had killed me. At least then I wouldn't be living in fear." She looked up at her sister and sighed, tzking a breath. "He came here...a couple days ago and basically threatened me letting me know what would happen if I talked."
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2011 2:36:00 GMT -8
Hannah shook her head. "don't say that. You have 9 brothers and sisters, our parents, plus about nine hundred and fifty cousins and second cousins and aunts and uncles. You don't think they'd mourn you? And if you say no, I'mma take dad's belt to you again." she said with a shake of her head. There was just too many things to live for. So many things to do and see. If Megan was going to die, she needed to see the world first.
Hannah looked at her sister and sighed, scooting closer. "besides. I lost my cat. I'm not losing my sister too" it was silly, comparing the cat with Megan. Still, the animal had been like family
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Post by Megan Julia Del Rossi on May 31, 2011 18:28:58 GMT -8
Megan swallowed, blinking back tears. She hated crying like this, talking like this. But she couldnt help it. She just couldn't! "I-I don't always know if my family would miss me. I don't--I--" she shook her head. "I-I-I'm sorry. I'm s-sorry that I'm such a terrible sister. A terrible daughter. A terrible person..."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2011 10:49:54 GMT -8
Hannah shook her head "you're not. You belong in this family. You got used to it. Four years later and I still haven't accepted that I'm staying and not being sent back," she froze and looked down. "I mean-" but she did mean it. And now she wanted to hide
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