Chapter6 Darkest Hour
Once again I'm sorry about the delay in this update. I've just had so much preparation to do for these teaching interviews. I've my first one tomorrow in Edinburgh I'm really nervous. Once again can I beg you to review?
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Sands stared at the building before him, he couldn't do this. Why was this happening to him again? He couldn't freak out, he couldn't let her see him freak out. He couldn't show his weakness. Was it weakness that brought him here again? He wasn't sure but he planned to make sure he never showed a sign of weakness again.
"Come on Sheldon," Emma said gently. Although she would never let it show her heart was silently breaking for the poor boy before her. He may have felt a need to grow up a lot faster because of his situation. Part of her believed he grown ups didn't hurt as much as children. The only thing he had perhaps gained from this was he had mastered to a greater degree of most adults was the ability to hide the hurt people had caused him.
This was something she had to put a stop to. It wasn't good for him. She had to get him to face the things that upset him and confront him. She knew if he didn't get the help he needed soon he would go off the rails perhaps to an extent where he would be beyond the realms of the help she so wanted to give him.
"No," he snarled. He wasn't going there. She couldn't make him. Deep down he knew he couldn't stay in her car but it was all he had for now.
"Please Sheldon. Come on you know this isn't going to make any of this any easier on yourself if anything you are only making it more difficult," she said pleading with him to get out the car.
"I'm not getting out and don't even think about touching me or I'll have you done for assault," he yelled as she moved closer to him in an attempt to guide him from the car.
Emma sighed what was she going to do? She couldn't drag him from the car but she couldn't leave him there. She was about to try and persuade him again when she heard a voice from behind her.
"Is there a problem Emma?" he asked
Emma turned round to face the man who had spoken. "No, no everything's fine," she said. She didn't want to make a big thing about this she knew that would only make Sands more upset.
"Get away from me! I'm not going in that fucking place," Sands yelled.
"Sheldon sshh," Emma begged. The doctor was looking suspiciously at them.
He refused to silence inspite of Emma's best efforts. He was getting more and more worked up. After he began to turn aggressive to a stage that it looked as if he was about to attack Emma the doctor finally intervened.
"That's it!" he said taking a step forward. "Right son that's enough of this," he said firmly.
"Don't you call me son you're not my fucking father!" Sands roared.
The doctor made a move to remove Sands from the car but Sands was faster. He kneed the doctor in the crotch sending him sprawling to the ground rolling around in agony.
A few other doctors saw this and ran to his aid. Emma was cast aside. They all ignored her pleas as she tried to explain to them that this wasn't going to help Sands. Sands struggled, kicked and punched as he was dragged out of the car. "I've had enough of this," a doctor muttered after receiving a harsh kick in the shins. He produced and injection.
"No!" Emma said. "Please understand this is not helping him!" she protested.
"Don't touch me with your fucking drugs!" Sands yelled lashing out all the more violently that the doctors struggled to keep a hold on him.
The doctor pushed the needle into Sand's neck. After a few more minutes of weakening struggling he fell limp so the doctors were able to carry him into the building.
