A/N : I'm feeling nice today, so you guys get 2 chapters uploaded ! I made sure I uploaded the right chapter this time.
Elijah's POV
I woke up in a daze and pushed up.
"I wouldn't do that if I wear you." I hear a familiar voice say pushing me back down.
"Where…" I huffed trying to find my voice. "Where am I?" I asked
"You passed out and we brought you to the hospital." The voice replies placing a cup in my hand.
"Elijah, its okay to open your eyes." My eyes flashed open. I blinked ad few times letting my eyes adjust to the lighting in the room. I sat up just a little.
"I'm Emily." She says with sadness in her eyes. I pulled the oxygen tube out my nose rubbing the sleep out my eyes.
"What happened exactly?" I asked glancing around the room.
"We're not sure but the doctor will ask." She replied refilling my cup. "That's Sam, Billy, Old Quil and Aunt Sue." She say noticing I was glancing around my room.
"Elijah can you tell me what happened?" Ms. Sue says sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"It's fuzzy. I remember he was going on one of his rants. We exchanged a few words, a few punches before I bolted for the door." I rubbed my side as I took a breath. "I hit the trees running full speed, and then I hit the beach, saw the fire and ran towards it, where I meet you all." I replied rubbing my eyes.
"Okay, calm." Ms. Sue says. I noticed my heart rate raised a little. I took a few deep breaths. "Good, take a few more." I did as I was told. "I'm going to get the doctor so we can further discuss the situation at hand." I nodded and she got up.
"Thank you." I whispered.
"You're welcome." Sam says watching me. "Elijah, if you don't mind us asking what was your mother's name?"
"Sarah." I replied watching him now.
"Do you know her last name by any chance?" Sam pondered.
"Black." I replied. I heard a growl and saw Billy roll out the room. My heart rate increased.
"Was it something I said? I'm sorry." I started panicking.
"No, no sweet child. Calm down, everything is okay." Old Quil says taking Sue's place. Something about him calmed me almost instantly. I sat in silence.
"Your father, was that him chasing you?" Sam asked, I nodded as the tears rolled.
"Don't cry." Emily says whipping her tears.
"I'm sorry, it's just whenever I think about all the fights he always blames me for killing her. He blames me for almost everything. And I just got so mad. I couldn't take the taunting anymore and so I finally snapped back." I say pouring my heart out to these people.
"Elijah?" I hear a new voice ask. I wiped my tears and looked up. "I'm Dr. Cullen, but please call me Carlisle, I have questions and if you don't mind I need them answered." I just nodded. He cleared the room.
"This one is very easy, what's your full name sweetheart?" He asked readying his clip board.
"Elijah Carter Uley." He nodded not saying a word.
"What's your date of birth?"
"March 14th 1995." I replied. He nodding writing it down.
"Do you remember anything from the last few hours?" He asked sitting his clip board down and walking over to me.
"It's still a little fuzzy to me. But I do remember he was going on one of his rants. We exchanged a few words, a few punches before I bolted for the door…I hit the trees running full speed, and then I hit the beach, saw the fire and ran towards it, where I meet them." I sighed repeating what I told Emily.
"This next question is critical." I nodded "Did he ever harm you in anyway?"
"Besides physical beatings… No." I say.
"Has he tried anything sexual?" Dr. Cullen ask, his eyes watching me. I shook my head no. "Elijah if he did, I need to know. Aside from the bruises and broken ankle you can put him away for a long time if he did." The tears spilled over as I rested my head in my hands sobbing.
"He has… 4 times." I sobbed out. Carlisle was standing next to me.
"Elijah I need to know when, I have to hand this report over to the police."
"The first time it happened, I was 8. The second I was 11, the third I was 14 and the last time was last year around Christmas." I choked out. I had never told anyone, not even my trainer Matt and he was like my best friend.
Carlisle sighed and placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Elijah I'm sorry." He Carlisle says, that only made me feel worse. I need to puke. All the bad I pushed into the back of my mind were benign brought up again.
"I'll send them back in." I just nodded. He picked up the clip board and left. I laid down letting silent tears fall.
I couldn't even speak again after that. I ended up spending 15 minutes in the bathroom puking my guts out because finally I had enough of holding it all in.
"Elijah you should eat." Emily tried for the 3rd time since they been here. I shook my head no
A few minutes after Carlisle had left; I had to repeat to the cops in detail what happened. I watched as their faces masked anything from horrified to pure shock.
Sam excused himself in haste. This only caused more tears. Nothing was my fault but yet I felt so guilty.
"Don't cry." Old Quil says reaching for my hand. I let him comfort me rubbing small circles on my hand…
Could my life get much worse right now?
A/N: I could only think of my birthday, since im planning a huge party. Pisces RULE ! LOL
Anyways... Thanks for reading.