I have been in hospital, conscious anyway, for about a week now, my hips are bloody killing me! I have some advice for anyone who's getting bullied, if you are ever running away from them, look where you are going!

Mom came to visit me a few times, well, when I say 'visit' I mean, came after work after visiting hours and got sent out.

I haven't seen or heard from Jazzie since the accident, she is probably too busy with her new boyfriend, Bradley. Mom says they are completely obsessed with each other, she says it's 'cute'. I say she's too young, I mean she is 11! She should be playing with Barbie dolls!

Anyway, moving on, Dan is with me 24/7. He never leaves! I have my own room, so he showers and gets food here, the doctors tried to send him home but I throw a fit every time he leaves so they let him stay, ha-ha! Never underestimate the power of the girly fits!

Since Dan is back I have learnt to smile again, I smile and laugh more, and I am just generally happy now, well I was until…..

"Morning, Mr Poynter." A nurse said as she came around to do her usual morning check ups.

"Morning!" I said smiling. Dan was in the bathroom.

"Oh, yes, you have a visitor, are they allowed to come in now or later?" She asked pushing up my pillow so I can sit more comfortably.

"A visitor? Err, now, I guess."

I visitor? Mom doesn't usually see me in the morning, so I couldn't be her, could it? It could be Tom, but he has college today, so probably not. Jazzie? No, she wouldn't come and see me unless Mom told her that I was in extreme pain. Is Harry back yet? I hope so, I've been meaning to punch that dick in the face for leaving me, ok, ill give him the benefit of the doubt because his Auntie was ill, I wonder how she is?

She walked out of my room and started whispering to someone outside the door, I heard a low voice whispering back, it gave me shivers down my spine and I suddenly felt very fragile and scared. I saw a shadow come through the door and someone walked into the room. I gasped.

"Hello, Douglas."

"Get Out!" I screamed.

Not him! Not Now! Why is he here? Hasn't he destroyed me enough? No! No! This cant be happening, I'm having a nightmare, yeah, that's it, a very bad nightmare! Dan will wake me up in a second and tell me that I was screaming in my sleep, then he will hug me and tell me everything is ok, like he usually does. Any minute now…..

But No one did wake me up. It was real. He was here.

"Now, Dougie, is that any way to speak to your father?" Mom said as she walked in after him. She stood next to Dad, who was in front of my bed, looking down at me with his naturally glaring eyes.

"He is not my father!" I shouted back. I was trying so hard not to cry, but even the thought of him brings me to tears, and here he is, after all this time, Of course he would come and see me at a hospital, it's the weakest place he would find me.

"Well, Dougie, that is why we are here, we wanted to tell you that-" They smiled at each other and held hands. I had a weird knowing feeling about that they are about to say. "-me and your father are back together."

My mouth was open wide. I started to shake my head violently, eyes closed tightly shut.

"No! No!-"

As I was shouting, Dan walked out of the bathroom, with a towel wrapped around his head, drying his hair.

"Hey, Dougs, are you ok? I could hear a lot of shouting. Anyway, does this crap hole have a hairdry-" He opened the bathroom door and stood in shock, he was staring straight at my Dad, eyes wide in fear.

"Err, Right, umm, hmm, well, Who needs a hairdryer when you have a perfectly good towel, right?, I think I better go and, umm, leave you 3 alone, err, nice seeing you again, Mrs, and err, Mr Poynter, right, bye!" He said as he walked backwards into the bathroom, not taking his eyes off Dad, and slammed the door shut.

I shook my head in amusement.

"Dougie, sweetheart, hear you Dad out-" Mom started.

"No! Never! Why should I?"

"He's changed." Mom said calmly, she was always so calm. It was aggravating.

"No one changes! Once a Twat, Always a Twat!" I shouted glaring directly at Dad. I don't know where the sudden confidence came from, but I couldn't stop.

"You little-" Dad said and ran towards me, when Mom grabbed his shoulders.

"Richard! Calm." She said rubbing his shoulders, he relaxed.

"Yeah, he looks like he has changed." I said looking at Mom in disgust.

"He has! And if you have any decency you would give him a chance!"I shook my head.

"How could I have raised such a selfish child? All you ever do is think about yourself! What about me? Don't you care about me? About what I want?" Mom said glaring down at me.

"He beat me, Mom! He destroyed me! Can't you see that?"

I didn't care anymore, I let out all my feelings, and I didn't care who heard it. I was crying, no, more like sobbing. I couldn't stop it. I didn't want to stop it. He hurt me and I wanted the whole world to see, to see how a person like Dad couldn't change, people who do something like that to their own child, could never change. How could she just let him off like that? Doesn't she care about me? I guess, Mom was right, Maybe I am just her selfish child.

"Get Out." I muttered looking down.

"W-What?" Mom and Dad synchronised.

"Get Out!" I shouted pointing at the door.

I had snapped. Everything Mom and Dad had just said all synced in once, and they all had the same reaction. Anger.

Mom could see this and walked away, dragging Dad behind her. They shut the door loudly behind them.

I heard the bathroom door creak open slowly.

"Are they gone?" Dan whispered through the small gap in the door.

"Yeah." I said sniffing, wiping some of my tears on my quilt.

Dan sighed in relief and walked out, he looked at me sympathetically and sat on the edge of my bed.

"How could she do that? Say that?" I whimpered, looking straight at Dan with teary eyes.

Dan thought for a minute and sighed in frustration.

"I don't know what to say mate-" He looked guilty and I looked down sadly. "Other than both of our Mom's have a 'thing' for dicks!"

I looked up and laughed slightly. He smiled and patted my leg. He stood up and stretched.

"Things will work out in the end, mate, you just need to give it some time."

I shook my head. "I've waited long enough." I muttered.

"Hmm, you know what you need?-" He said thoughtfully, walking to the door. "-Fruit Pastilles!" He said enthusiastically and ran out the room.