Sorry I've been so long updating, but here it is, chapter 2.

The scream echoed through the apartment like a gun shot. Maureen raced through the rooms, yelling her daughter's names as she ran. Joanne grabbed Catalina by the hand and followed.

"Mia! Ruby! Where are you?" Maureen had never felt so scared in her life.

"Mommy!"

As she heard the voice, Maureen whipped around.

"Mommy! Momma!" Ruby rushed out and collided with Maureen.

Maureen grabbed her by the shoulders. "Ruby, baby what's wrong?"

Ruby grasped for the right words, tears starting to stream down her cheeks.

"It's Mia Mommy. We was playing on the bunk beds and she felled….there was blood on her and I tried but she-"

Maureen cut Ruby off, running towards the bedroom as though she'd never stop.

"Mia! Mia!"

The sight that greeted Maureen as she entered the room was devastating.

Her youngest daughter lay motionless on the floor, blood slowly seeping out of a cut along her arm and her head. Bits of splintered wood from the bed lay scattered around.

"Mia!" Maureen rushed to her daughter's side, tripping over toys and wood.

Fuck. She couldn't remember anything she'd been taught about first aid. It was all a blank.

Joanne arrived at the bedroom and began to plug the bleeding, carefully lifting the arm off the floor, where a pool of blood stained the pink carpet, clashing horribly.

Maureen rushed for the phone and called an ambulance, hysterically crying.

Mia was lifted into the ambulance, Joanne going with her. Maureen stayed behind with Ruby and Catalina. They would follow in the car, and then call the rest of the family.

The Loft

"SPEEAAKKK"

"Roger? Mark? Come on, I know one of you has to be there. Please pick up, there's been an accident…-"

Maureen was immediately cut off.

"Mo? What is it? Oh God, its not Cat is it?"



"No no, Roger Cat's fine. It's Mia, she fell off the bunk bed, please you have to get down here, we're in A&E."

"Hey, don't cry, I'll get Mark and Abi, call Mimi and be there as soon as I can."

"Oh thank you Roger, please hurry up!"

Roger put down the phone and raced around the apartment, grabbing Ryan and yelling for Mark.

Hospital

Maureen and Joanne sat, cradled in each other's arms on the plastic seats. Too small to understand, Catalina was happily playing with Ruby in the toy area. Mimi and Abi were being comforted by their respective husbands. They were the only ones in the waiting room.

A tall doctor with a scary white coat entered the room. Everyone looked up.

"Immediate family of Amelia Johnson-Jefferson?"

Maureen and Joanne stood. "We're her parents."

"Okay, well, do you want to go somewhere or….-"

Maureen interrupted. "They're our family. Anything we hear they hear."

"Well then. Amelia is in a stable condition, the wound on her arm was superficial, but her arm is broken, and a CT scan will tell if the bump to the head sustained any damage."

Joanne's head snapped up. "Any damage? As in, brain damage?"

"Yes. With any bump to the head on a child, there is a chance of brain damage."

Maureen's lip quivered. "How much chance?"

"In Amelia's case, when she hit her head hard twice, about 90 chance of permanent brain damage."

Not much of a cliffhanger but please review.

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