Disclaimer: I'm not Stephanie Meyer, nor do I want to be…I just want her to write the rest of my life…She can write me into the Cullen family anyway. Lol. I will be starting school soon, so all updates will probably slow down a little bit. I think. I may be able to write in between classes and junk. Reviews definitely help. Hope you guys are enjoying the story and such. This chapter is longer than usual to make up for the extra short one I uploaded yesterday. I felt like I needed to end it there. So, Anyway, on with the show…
BPOV
The door opened as the doctor came back in, shutting the door quietly behind him. Doctor Hale sat down, his face slightly twisted in anger and …worry?
It didn't matter. I had resolved to keep my mouth shut…I would get out of here, fixed and anonymous. Then, I'd figure out the James problem. I didn't anticipate his next words into my reasoning…
"You're not going to tell me anything are you?…. I could always figure out a way to keep you here until you talk…but that, I fear, would only further you distance from recovery. In all aspects. So, I'm going to start with simple questions, and hope that you'll answer them…"
'Keep me here?!' How could he keep me here?! James would be even more furious if I told. Getting treatment alone guaranteed me future punishment. I quickly ran through my options. Answer some questions and lie to get out of here….Or remain silent and have the possibility of having to stay against my will….It would only be a matter of time before James went looking for me. Seeing no other options, I quickly began formulating my lies…
"What do you want to know?" The words tore painfully through my lips, my bruised throat throbbing under the constant gulping I was doing.
"How you got those injuries? Are you going to tell me what happened to you?" His face was almost neutral, but his eyes were bright with authority and focus. Doctor Hale moved sat there as if he were a judge and jury rolled into one, and I was on trial. Anything I said can, and would be used against me.
"I was…um…mobbed. Some guy tried to take my purse and when a car drove by, he ran. I didn't see what he looked like." I kept my eyes focused on the wall behind him, afraid that if I looked into his eyes, he would see the truth. I was always a rotten liar, and my eyes almost constantly gave me away.
"Were you sexually assaulted?" My eyes snapped to his, the cool blue piercing, searching my expressions and taking in my reactions.
"Are you asking if I was raped?" His gaze didn't waver as he slightly nodded his head.
"No, I wasn't raped. I told you what happened. He tried to take my purse and then ran." I tried to make my voice and smooth and convincing as possible, focusing on my tone.
"Okay. Well, there will be a Detective coming in later, to get your official report. In the mean time, I want to do some scans." My eyes shot open. A DETECTIVE?! Shit! I had to get out of here. There was no way I would be able to avoid…detection…with…a damn detective! That's what they did, they freaken Detect! James would use my blood for finger-paint!
"NO! Um, There's…There's nothing to report. He got away!" My fingers twitched uncontrollably with the need to grab my stuff and make my escape.
"That's why a report is needed…So that they may catch him. It's not a big deal, just 'tell him the truth and sign your name' kind of deal." Currently, my inner dialogue consisted of: SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! How am I going to get out of here. I'm going to be sick…wait…
"I'm feeling kind of weird…Is there a bathroom I can use?" Not waiting for an answer, I got up, seizing my sweater and purse. If I could get to the bathroom, I could sneak out. I'll go somewhere else to get the damn ribs fixed…
"Define 'weird'. I really need to go an scan for internal damage, and bleeding." He grabbed his files, and began to shuffle the papers around. Hurry up. I have to get out of here! Damn it!
"I'll just be one moment. Be right back" I lunged for the door, ripping it open. To hell with this, I'm booking. While he looks around for junk, I'm going to make my escape to the 'bathroom'. I turned away from the doctor, only to slam into something.
Turning my head back, I came to face a wall of…muscle? I looked up, meeting a pair of liquid crystal eyes. Momentarily lost within them, I simply stared. My god…he's perfect…simply no other word to describe it…He was indescribable…
My eyes scanned the man before me, drinking in his appearance. His dark hair was shaped with unruly curls, cut short, giving him a dark halo. His face was angular and sharp, completely masculine. I could feel his sweet breath causing my hair to rustle and move after every exhale. He's too close…
I went to take a step back, tripping over my own feet. I closed my eyes, waiting for impact. When I didn't feel the jarring slam against the floor, I opened my eyes. Upon opening them, I was again met by the 'storm at sea' colored eyes. His face widened into a grin, complete with dimples, accentuating his full checks.
"Hello." His voice was like deep caress, sinfully rich. He helped raise me to a upright position, but kept his hands on my upper arms, that were thankfully, un-bruised.
"Emmett. About time you showed up. This is the woman I spoke to you about." I kept my eyes focused on the god before me. Emmett…his name was Emmett. I shook myself from the thoughts, similar those of a love stricken teen; needing to focus on the matter at hand. 'Spoke to you about?' Why would he talk to someone else about me, to whom would he talk?…
The man…Emmett…flickered his eyes to Doctor Hale, then snapped them back to mine. Only…They had changed…It looked almost as if he were angry. Then it came back to me…THE DAMN DETECTIVE! I quickly pulled myself out of his arms, trying to scurry around his large body.
"If you'll excuse me. I need to use the restroom." I looked up to his face, his vibrant eyes locking on mine once more.
"That's going to have to wait. Please have a seat, ma'am." He walked forward, leaving me no other course of action but to retreat backwards. Then he shut the door, the quiet click echoing in the room, sealing my fate.
Author's Note: I love the 'detect' thoughts. They seem like something I would say. It was meant with a slightly ironic/humorous tone. Lol. Tell me how you liked the chapter and hopefully, we will continue soon. There's already a twist I have planned for later. The clue is in this chapter….Can you find it??? Lol. Yes, I'm evil. Review! 3 Hugs and Kisses…EmmettsTeddyBear