Naia' POV

I was sent home with a confirmation was two broken ribs, a sprained wrist, and some ibuprofen for the pain. Dr. Manning also suggested icing my ribs to help with the pain and swelling.

"See, that wasn't so bad." Sylvie said on our way back. Gabby had offered to drive so Sylvie sat in the back with me. "Now I think you should tell Gabby or Matt what happened."

"I second that!" Gabby said.

I shook my head stubbornly and Sylvie sighed.

"Sorry Gabby! I tried!" Sylvie called out and I heard Gabby groan from the front.

I laughed a little bit but that quickly turned into a wince. My ribs were supposed to heal by themselves and according to Dr. Manning, that could take anywhere from three to six weeks.

When we got back to the firehouse, everybody immediately started bombarding me with questions.

"Are you okay?"

"How many ribs did you break?"

"Was the wrist sprained or broken?"

"What happened?"

My head was swimming with confusion and Gabby put a hand on my shoulder, guiding me to the couch. I sat down next to Foster who gave me a sympathetic smile.

"She has two broken ribs, and a sprained wrist. The ribs should heal on their own since it wasn't too severe of a break and the sprained wrist should heal pretty fast as well." Gabby said, taking a seat on my other side.

Herrmann nodded, "So how did this all happen?" Everybody waited for my response but I didn't say anything. Shay and Sylvie looked like they were bursting to say but I trusted that they wouldn't since they promised. The air around us turned awkward from the silence.

"I'll get some ice for her wrist, that should help right?" Stella asked trying to break the tension. Gabby nodded and we both thanked her at the same time.

Everybody went back to their own conversations and Matt came over to where Gabby and I were sitting.

"So you wanna tell me what happened Munchkin?" Matt asked, crouching in front of me.

I looked away, "Not really."

"Look, I know Gabby really well and she's not going to stop pestering you until you tell her what happened. My advice to you would be to get it over with." Matt said gently. "If you want a more private place we can go to my office."

Deciding that I couldn't keep this from them forever, I reluctantly nodded. "Okay...but you have to promise you won't be mad."

Gabby and Matt both promised and I followed them to Matt's office. Gabby and I took a seat on the tiny bed while Matt sat down on his chair.

"Whenever you're ready." Matt said, leaning back.

I bit my lip, "You promise you won't be mad."

"We promise." Gabby said from beside me.

I nodded and then took a deep breath. "Some boys beat me up at school during lunch. They pushed me against the bleachers and then started kicking me." There. It was out.

The silence that followed was awful. I closed my eyes, not wanting to disappoint them.

"Why would we be mad?" Matt asked. "Well I mean, I'm not mad at you."

I shrugged, looking down, "I let it happen."

"Sweetie, its not your fault. Do you know the boys' names." She asked.

I shook my head, "You're not going to tell anyone, including the principal or any of my teachers or anyone at my school. Nobody can know."

"How long has it been going on?" Matt asked.

"This was the first time. It started off as just pushing around, you know, knocking books out of my hand. But the teasing and name calling started way back when I first came to live you guys." I said.

Gabby looked confused, "If we don't tell anyone at your school, then how are things going to get better?"

"Telling them won't make anything better. It'll just make things worse. I'd be a snitch." I said. There was a knock on the door and we looked up to see Stella standing there. She smiled and held up a bag of ice wrapped in a thin towel. Matt beckoned her in and she opened the door.

"I brought some ice for your wrist." Stella explained and handed me the ice. I thanked her and she left.

Matt stood up, "We should probably go back. Are you okay with the house knowing what happened because they'll definitely ask."

I nodded, "Yeah, I mean, it's too late know."

Gabby and I got up and all of us followed Stella back out to the kitchen.