Warning: Abuse

Ella May POV

I ran out of the room, urgent to get out of the tense atmosphere. I'm not quite sure which would be worse. Going to gym after what happened yesterday or staying in the classroom with Paul. I was terrified most of the time I had to spend with him. I also got the feeling that I would be doing this for a while.

I dropped off my books in my locker and started towards the gym. I walked into the locker room just to see Mindy leaving to go into the gym with her little cult of followers. I quickly grabbed my clothes and went to change. I walked out into the gym to see that we were playing soccer. Good. A sport that I can avoid any and all participation.

I stayed out of the way for almost the entire game. The ball hit me in the head near the end of class and our teacher let me leave early.

I quickly changed out of my gym clothes and went to grab my stuff from my locker. I had to go to the grocery store, which was about a two mile walk and then about 3 miles to get home. I pulled on my jacket and left the school. I started walking down the road. It was raining pretty hard and I knew I was going to end up getting sick. My luck was not very good. As I hit the half way spot, a car drove past me and splashed a ton of muddy water on me. So not only was I soaking wet, I was muddy.

I finally got to the store and practically ran inside. Way to make an entrance I thought to my self as everyone in the store seemed to look my way. I quickly went about my business and gathered everything I needed. I grabbed a box of tissues and stuff to make soup, knowing I would need it tomorrow. I always had to be careful about how much I bought because I had to carry it all home. I went to the cashier and handed over the precious money from my savings. I had gotten it last night knowing I would not be able to get any more from good ole Rick.

I walked out of the store and started on my way home. It took longer to get home because about 10 minutes into walk I could no longer feel my feet. I stumbled into the house and walked into the kitchen. I set everything down on the counter and turned around to go take off my jacket and shoes. I also wanted to change out of my wet clothes. As I turned I felt my head snap to the side. I gasped in pain and looked back in front of me to see daddy dearest standing there fuming. I started backing up, not wanting to be so close to him when he was that angry.

"Why the hell is my diner not ready?! We you out being a little tramp? Sleeping around like a whore, just like your mother?!"

I didn't respond, just kept backing away from him. I eventually ran into the counter with no where left to go. He grabbed me and threw me to the ground. I landed on the wrist that was already hurting. I heard it snap under my weight. I curled up into a ball as he began kicking me. At some point I blacked out. I woke up to an empty house. He must have gone out to drink a little more of his life and money away.

I didn't feel like making anything to eat and decided to just go to bed. I quickly put away the groceries. I needed to shower because I was still dirty from the walk home. My wrist was definitely broken at this point. I couldn't use it at all. I knew I should go to the doctor tonight but I decided to just wait until tomorrow. I rolled into bed after cleaning up and brushing my teeth. I quickly fell asleep anticipating my long walk to the hospital tomorrow.

I woke up early the next morning with a stuffy nose and sore throat. I got dressed and ready for the day. I couldn't hear anything down stairs or in the room next door and knew Rick either wasn't home or wasn't awake. I went down stairs and grabbed a granola bar for breakfast. Getting ready took longer than normal because I couldn't use my one arm at all.

Before I left the house, I called the school to let them know I wouldn't be in today. I grabbed some tissues and started my walk. Forks General Hospital was significantly farther away than the rez doctor but they also knew nothing about me and had better facilities to treat me with. I knew it would be a bit more expensive so I took all the money I had saved up. We had health insurance but it wasn't very good.

After a good two hours of walking, I finally made it to the hospital. I couldn't complain to much; it wasn't raining outside so other then sweat, I was dry. I walked to the front desk and told the nurse what was wrong. She handed me a clip-board with paper work and I sat down to fill them out.

After about 20 minutes I was called to go into the examination room. I was careful not to wince when I stood up. My sides were hurting from being kicked but I knew nothing else was broken. I walked into the room after the nurse and she did all the necessary nurse stuff, blood pressure, height, weight, excreta. She left saying the doctor would be in soon.

A man came in a few minutes later. As he looked up I realized how attractive he was. He had blond hair and caramel colored eyes.

"Hello, Miss Henderson. I'm Dr. Cullen. Let's have a look at that wrist shall we?" He said as he sat on rolling stool. He rolled over to me and gently took my wrist into his hands. I couldn't tell if I was really hot or if it was him, but his hands were freezing. Dr. Cullen touched my wrist and I flinched. "I'm sorry, but your wrist is definitely broken. Can you tell me how this happened and when," he requested.

"I tripped last night when I got home and landed on it the wrong way. I was late so I just decided to wait to come in," I responded smoothly.

He seemed to accept the answer easily enough. "Alright, well let's get an x-ray to see exactly where it is broken and if we need to readjust anything."

We walked to a different room and took the x-ray. Dr. Cullen told me to head on back and he would grab everything he needed to cast my arm. He asked what color I wanted it to be and I told him blue. I walked back to the examination room and sat waiting patiently. Dr. Cullen walked back in with the x-ray. I could tell by his face that the break was bad.

"Ella, do you mind if I call you that?" he asked. I shook my head no. "The break in your wrist is pretty bad," he said as he was putting the x-ray on the board with the light so we could see it. "If you look very carefully there are actually two different breaks. You will need to have it casted for about 4 months. In a month I would like for you to come back so we can check your progress."

I nodded my head, showing that I understood. He quickly casted my wrist and explained to me that if it got wet, it would be okay but it may begin to smell or itch. "I will see you in one week okay, Ella?"

"Okay Doc." With that I walked out the door and went to the front desk to pay. Surprisingly, it didn't take all of my money to pay for the visit. I still wasn't feeling good and was starting to cough. I walked, made some soup for myself, and decided to go to bed, hoping Rick wouldn't disturb me. I fell asleep but woke up every hour, sneezing and coughing. When Thursday morning rolled around, called the school again, telling them I wouldn't be in again. I got back in bed and quickly fell back asleep.

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