Chapter Six-
My question was answered in the next diary entry.
December 7th 2006
My next door neighbour found me.
I was at the hospital for a week; but my injury wasn't serious enough for a whole week in the hospital. Apparently I hadn't severed the main artery in my wrist, but the minor one that runs alongside it, so my condition had been critical when I was brought in, but quickly stabilised.
They wouldn't let me go- endless questions; "Did you do it yourself?" "Are you a self-harmer?" "Do your parents know?" That's why I was in there so long; they couldn't track down my father.
In the end I simply sank into my numbness- I was relieved that I could now sink into it again- and tuned the people out. Eventually they gave up on me and pummelled my father when they eventually found him for information instead.
He said he didn't know, and that I would see a therapist and yes, he would sort me out and make sure I understood how dangerous the consequences of my little stunt were.
And he got away with it. They believed him, but then again, Roger has always been excellent at manipulating the people around him.
He did that again when we returned to the house- my punishment.
He's done that to me twice now.
I highly doubt it will be the last, but least I have my numbness to protect me again- but it's still shaky, and I get moments where it disappears completely.
I am making a promise to myself- never under any circumstances, must Hermione find out that Rodger does that to me.
Ever.
C
Oh, and just as an afterthought you might want to know, this story is set in 2007, so the entries will only be going up to 2007.
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