World Turned Black
I DON'T OWN ANYTHING BESIDES MY CHARACTERS!
A/N Thank you so0o0o much to everyone who reviewed you guys are awsome:-) i comepletely forgot to write last time why Elaine was asking like if Scott was aright, it wasn't her being like caring, it was more supposed to be like her concerned that maybe they had gone too far because Scott wasn't like moving. lol sorry that was like ch.15 and i forgot about it!
Chapter 17
"Now Scott, I need you to tell me the truth." The social worker said, trying to stay calm
Scott too was bacoming irritated, and through clenched teeth said, "I already told you the truth."
She needed a break, she had been sitting with Scott for and hour and it was going no where. Normally, she would leave after asking the patient who is suspected to have been abused, but the owner of the school he attends had asked her to try and get him to talk because it wasn't the first time he Scott was abused, "I'll be back in a little while alright?"
"Why bother? I already told you what happened." Scott said exasperated
She walked out, when she entered the waiting room, the man stood up and walked over to her, shaking her hand he said, "How is he?"
"Mr..."
"Peter, please."
"Ok, Peter, he is sticking to the story that he was buying drugs and a group of kids jumped him."
Peter sighed, "I'll try to talk to him."
"Yea, good luck with that, he is adamant to not talk about it. Maybe he is telling the truth?"
"No, he is covering for someone who I'm positive is his father. Plus the doctor said the amount of injuries and what the are just doesn't make the scenario plausible."
"Ok, well I have some other things to do, I'll give it one more try in a little while, but then I have to move on, if he isn't willing to talk about it then there isn't anything I can do."
"Thank you."
When she walked away, Peter turned to look at a sleeping Shelby, she had refused to leave and Peter had agreed to let her stay one more day. He walked over to the front desk, when a nurse noticed him she said, "Can I help you?"
"I'm going to see Scott Barringer, can you have someone keep an eye on her," He pointed to Shelby, "Just until I get out?"
She smiled, "Sure."
"Thank you." He said and walked to room 107 where Scott was tranfered after he was taken out of the intensive care unit.
Peter knocked, but there was no answer so he opened the door slowly to find Scott sleeping. After the drugs had worn off, the doctors were able to determine that he had a minor head injury but no concussion and no memory loss or brain damage to the relief of Peter. Scott was made to do breathing and coughing exercises every few hours to prevent an infection from getting to his lungs since they were collapsed. Because when he did he was in excruiating pain, the nurses showed him that holding a pillow tightly against his chest helped to ease the pain however slightly. Scott was sleeping with a heating pad against his chest to relieve some pain also, he was taken off most of the medicines, but still was on some the fought infections and a drip along with his iv that gave pain medication slowly.
When he sat next to the bed, Peter made sure not to hit into the tube running into Scott's chest, although his lung had reinflated, the doctors kept it there to drain a fluid blockup that had formed in him. Peter was informed as was anyone who visited with Scott that he should not cough, sing, talk loudly, or laugh for a while because it increases pressure in the lungs which could cause his lung to collapse again.
As Peter sat thinking of how hard it would be to get him to talk, Scott began moving, Peter was about to speak when he noticed Scott was still sleeping, he was having another nightmare.
"I'm sorry! please stop!" He flinched and tears began flowing from his eyes, Peter was getting nervous that he would hurt himself worse moving so much, he tried to wake him up.
"Scott, come on and wake up, come on, your alright."
"PLEASE DON'T!" he yelled, sobbing
Peter knew he had to get him up, "Scott wake up!" He shook him lightly which did the trick, Scott went to jolt up, but Peter held him down so the tube didn't completely rip out from his side.
"It's ok, your ok."
Scott was breathing heavily, trying to compose himself
"You want to talk about it?"
"No." Scott said sternly, he couldn't
"Why are you protecting them?"
"Who?" he said with faked confusion
"Your father, Elaine, both of them, I know they did this."
Scott shook his head, "You don't know anything."
"Scott while on the hike you said.."
"Can we not talk about that hike?"
"You said that being destroyed not telling a secret is better than what would happen if you did tell, is this really better."
In the heat of the moment Scott said, "Yes, I have my life and that is better by far than being dead!" When he realized what he said, Scott clammed up
Peter looked shocked, "Oh my God, is that why you won't tell, he threatened to kill you?"
Scott just looked away and cursed to himself in his head.
"Scoot look at me," When he did Peter continued, "You are safe, I won't let anything happen to you, but you have to tell me what happened."
"Don't you get it?" He asked annoyed
Peter was confused and his face showed it, "Get what?"
He was silent for a moment then said without emotion, "You can't protect me, no one can protect me."
"Yes Scott, yes we can."
Scott began to sob silently then mocked an expression he had said the first day arriving at Horizon, "I just want to be left alone," He said looking directly into Peter's eyes, and Peter could feel his pain so clearly, "Why can't you just leave me alone?"
"Because we all care to much to see you in this much pain to leave you alone," Peter said softly, "We just want to help."
"I don't need help!" Scott cried, "I'm doing fine by myself."
"No Scott, you are NOT fine, this is NOT fine."
Scott's sobs had become audible and more frequent, he turned his head, he felt so vulnerable in the situation. He was talking to Peter, but there was no way he could just walk around the room. The only way to get away from the conversation was to turn his head.
Then Peter thought of the other thing he had found out about Scott's summer, "Scott, why didn't you tell me about you mother's death?"
Scott turned suddenly wth anger in his eyes, no longer crying he said, "Shelby told you?"
"No, when I called your father, I asked for her new phone number because I couldn't get in contact with her old one and he told me." When he had found out, Martin was absolutely devoid of emotion, it had made Peter sick. He had pretended he cared about Scott, but Peter could tell it was all an act.
Scott looked slightly relieved that Shelby hadn't told like she promised and felt bad for even thinking she had, Peter's voice brought him back, "What'd you say?"
"I said how come you didn't tell me?"
"I wasn't ready to tell just anyone."
"You told Shelby." He pointed out and although he knew that to Scott she wasn't just anyone, she was everything, but he needed to talk
"You know what I mea, and besides, it's not that big of a deal, she died, talking about it isn't going to bring her back."
"That's true, but it will make it easier to cope with her death."
"I don't want it to be easier, I don't want to have to do it at all!"
"I understand, and you probably feel like it was your fault?" By Scott's reaction he could tell he was right
Scott's eyes filled up with tears again, he didn't want to talk about it, everytime he did it was like his heart was being ripped out and stepped on, but Peter was persistent.
"No," This suprised Peter but then he continued, "I don't feel like it was my fault, I know it was."
"No Scott, it wasn't."
"How would you know, you don't even know what happened!"
"Then tell me Scott, tell me what happened, why was it you fault?" He said soothenly
"She was coming to take me to live with he for the summer."
"Why?" Peter asked trying to get Scott to talk about his father without realizing it
"I couldn't handle living there anymore." He said quietly, staring at an unseen spot on the ceiling
"Why?" He asked again
Scott closed his eyes tight and let out a large breathe then opened his eyes again, "Elaine was still a skank." he said calmly
"Scott what did she do?" He didn't answer, "Did she do something?"
Scott looked at Peter for a moment and could see the concern in his face, then he turned back to the ceiling, "She didn't have a chance, I called my mom to get me."
"Is that the only reason you wanted to leave?"
"Is it ever?"
"Then what else?"
"He lied to me about everything."
"Who?" Peter asked seeing if he would answer
"Peter I'm talking like you wanted, don't play dumb, you know who I'm talking about."
"Fair enough." He was happy Scott was talking, "What did he do?"
"He didn't and still doesn't care about what I say happened with her, she is his wife and he believes anything that she says."
"Scott, after your mom died, did Elaine do anything?" He asked cautiously
"Peter, if I wanted to talk to CPS, I would call them myself."
A/N This is getting so sad cause it's almost over :tear: lol, this was my first fic and so now it's like really upsetting lol I hope you are all still enjoying it! please review:-)