A/N Open to suggestions on the characters (personality, development etc), plot, everything.
I've always hated anything and everything related to the hospital or the hospital since I was in and out of them due to being a premature baby and because of now.
Now is watching my newest friend struggle to breathe looking every part of broken she probably felt.
Watching Bella's chest rise at such a rapid pace, I wondered if her heart would burst from her chest. I was nearly sick at the striking contrast between her pale skin and the grim, blood and other things. Her torn jeans, bloody skin and bruised thighs scream rape, her dead eyes only confirm it. She looks like she's going into the daze like before.
"Bella, look at me." I shiver as her lackluster eyes stared into mine, I could only wonder what she was thinking or feeling.
"I'm going to grab your hand, okay?" Her left one, the one without bloody or the dripping pepper spray. I watch her slowly drop her head in a gentle nod, a grimace of a smile pulled at the corner of her lips for a sliver of a second.
Her hand is shaking and cold. I hold it tight as mine begins to shake too. I rub my thumb across the back of her hand to offer as much comfort as I can and to distract myself.
"How'd shopping go?"
I feel a smile coming on, "We went with the last dresses."
"The purple strappy one and satin pink one?" My heart swells a little knowing she had been paying attention earlier when we went shopping together.
"Yup, Jess even got the gloves with the little diamonds on the sleeve. I think you'd like them." I look at her and see her slowly climbing out of the daze.
"Probably." And her eyes drop to the floor of the ambulance.
"Why aren't you treating my cuts?" She askes the medic tilting her head towards her. The medic furrowed her eyebrows and frowns.
"To perform a rape kit we have to be at the hospital with a doctor and nurse. Only a doctor and registered nurse can perform a rape kit. To preserve all evidence and materials, victims are encouraged to not shower, change clothes or anything that could cross-contaminate the evidence. The female police officer that came to the scene should have told you this."
Bella and I both looked at each other and frowned as we recall Rebecca, the officer. I think the medic understood the mutual dislike, she said no more.
The ambulance jerked up with every bump and pounded on the cement with every pothole. Unaffected by it due to experience with it, I shrugged it off but Bella's complexion whitened even further from the already unhealthy shade.
"What kind of dress would you like?" I asked I hoped this would help distract her.
"Maybe-We're here." The medic interrupted Bella, with probably the best news.
I heard people outside the door before I was blinded by the fluorescent lighting of the hospital.