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'Oh crap!' I thought in my head. 'What a great way to embarrass myself!'

"She is laying very still, are you sure she's going to be ok?" a familiar voice asked.

"She took quite the beating, I'm amazed she even still is alive, but she's pulling through." said a women closer to me. "She should be awake any minute now…" she added.

Then someone, I'm guessing it was the man flipped a cell phone open and dialed a number I didn't recognize.

"Hey Liv? She's going to wake up soon, I suggest you get down here." He said.

The pain shot through me as if I willingly jumped into a pool of below freezing water. I was waking up.

"What the hell…?" I muttered hoarsely as my vision came back to me.

There was sudden movement in the far corner of the room, I glanced toward it; I should have known, It was none other than Elliot Stabler, the man I met on the street.

"How long have been in here?" I asked the doctor, who I now recognized as my doctor, Dr. Franagan .

She stared at me with a questionable look on her face, as if she was deciding on telling me the truth or not. I waited.

"Two days…" Elliot said quietly. "All of it unconscious until now.." he added.

"Oh wow…" I muttered sarcastically. "My step dad is going to kill me…"

A beeping noise came from Dr. Franagan's pocket, she nodded to Elliot and left. Elliot looked at me with a sympathetic look on his face when the doctor closed the door.

"What do you mean 'Your step dad is going to kill you'?" he asked as he walked toward the bed a bit.

I fidgeted. "He gets mad easy…" I said looking down at my hands.

"Did he do this to you?"

"No but sort of; we got in a fight that night, that's why I left the house, I couldn't stand another minute around him."

"What was the fight about?"

"he always finds some stupid reason to yell at me." I said. "This time it was because I wasn't doing the chores fast enough."

"How many chores do you do around the house?"

"All of them, he gets me up 5:30 in the morning, and I never usually get them done 'till about 1:00am."

Anger rose in Elliot's face. "He only lets you get 4 hours of sleep a day?"

I nodded.

"Hmmmm….."

We both turned our heads slightly more towards the door. Even with it closed you could still hear the commotion going on outside. I stiffened, I knew who it was….