A/N: HI! I really don't know if this will show up in your inbox if you've subscribed to this, but I added to this chapter a little more. Thank you all for the lovely reviews, I really do appreciate them all (: If you haven't read what's on my profile, my mum has Juvenile Huntington's Chorea, and unfortunately having seizures is one of the delightful symptoms. I figure it doesn't matter too much if I'm open with you guys... I usually don't tell people but it's not like you know me in real life. So... Yeah.
Anyway, she's better now :D So I thought I'd add a little more.
Hopefully it's a little better.
Because of you I'm lying awake at night
All I'm seeing is pictures of you
As I close my eyes
I fade my way into the laws of my dream world.
Kirsty
"I don't know!" Tears sprang to my eyes as I tried desperately to recall the moments leading up to me falling down the stairs. The tubes helping me to breathe had been removed from my throat just an hour before, and my throat still hurt from the intrusion. My wrist and fingers were immobilised in a plaster cast, and I was being carefully monitored to ensure that the shards from my broken ribs couldn't cause me any problems. In reality, I just wanted to be left alone. Nita hadn't even been to visit me; she was staying at her friend's house and I felt like it was my fault for not being there.
PC Durrham gave me a look of unwanted sympathy.
"Are you sure you don't remember him pushing you?" I sighed.
"If I did, I'd have told you." I spat. He nodded.
"Okay. Has he ever hit you before?" I sank down a little underneath the blankets, and nodded silently. "I need a verbal response Mrs. Clements."
"Yes..." I muttered. He nodded, and scribbled something down on his notepad.
"All right. Has he ever abused you sexually?" Awkward silence hung in the air, and while Adam squeezed my hand reassuringly, Tess stared at me, expecting me to shake my head and say No, of course not.
I didn't.
It's a place of trust
Will you meet me there?
There's no time to spare
Come on show me you care
Here we can make anything become real.
Three hours later, the police had arrested Warren. It's funny how quickly the police will act when rape is involved, isn't it? I was told that as long as Adam took care of me and rang an ambulance if I had any problems, I could go home -with a truckload of painkillers.
We spent the afternoon lying in his bed, watching DVDs and napping, and in the early evening the doorbell rand. Adam answered. I had just been fading off to sleep again when a figure popped their head around the doorway, and said my name.
"Mum?" my eyes snapped open.
"Nita!" she launched at me, and for once I didn't care about the pain her weight caused.
"The hospital said you were here! I'm so sorry mum, I was just too scared to come see you..." I soothingly brushed hair hair back from her face.
"Shh... It's okay, I'm just so glad to see you darling." she looked up at me, worry lining her young features.
"Did the police really arrest dad?" she asked in a small voice. I looked away and nodded slowly.
"Yeah... I'm sorry, sweetheart. There's a lot of things that you won't understand, and one day I'll explain it to you. Just not right now." she nodded, resting her head against my chest. I fondly kissed the top of her head, breathing in the smell of the Herbal Essence shampoo she always insisted on using.
"Did he really push you down the stairs?" her voice was so quiet I had to strain my ears to hear her properly. I shrugged.
"I don't know Nita. I might have just tripped, I don't really remember. Try not to worry though, everything will turn out all right in the end."
"I know... But why does it have to happen this way?"
All of my dreams are all I see
Try not to wake me can't you see
All of my dreams are all I wanna see
Try not to wake me, try not to wake me
"You know what we should do?" I looked up at Adam, my eyes foggy as my latest dose of painkillers began to sink in.
"What?" He helped me to sit up and handed me a new glass of water.
"When all this is over, we should take a long break. Just you, me, and Nita. We could go anywhere you guys want." I smiled contentedly, my dosed up brain making his words float lightly in the air before me.
"Can we go to the countryside?" He cocked his head on one side, as if he was surprised I'd say that.
"Of course, if that's what you want. How about the French countryside? We could stay in a cottage, and go for long walks to see the beautiful scenery, or go to the patisserie and buy cakes for afternoon tea... You could take Nita shopping in the village." I reached my arms out despite the pain it caused in my ribs. He returned my embrace, stroking my hair and being careful so as not to hurt me.
"Thank you, for being so lovely." I murmured in his ear. He smiled at me, his eyes brimming with hope for the future. He leaned forward, and for just a brief moment, our lips brushed together. That was all it took.
"Mum, do you know if-" Nita froze mid sentence with her mouth hanging half open as she walked in on me and Adam kissing. He leapt away from me to stand in the middle of the living room, running a hasty hand through his dark and untidy hair. I flashed her a weak smile.
"Nita, darling! It's not what it looks like..." she regarded me with a look of disgust on her face.
"It's exactly what it looks like! Dad's barely been gone five minutes and you've already moved on to him?" She glared at Adam, who shifted uncomfortably in his already awkward stance.
"No, of course not sweetheart. But-" Adam interrupted me.
"Actually Nita, I care a lot about your mum, and for a long time..." He trailed off as I shot him a ferocious glare to join Nita's. She turned to face me again, and my heart churned at the sight of my livid daughter.
"Nita listen, it's not-" She cut me off in my terrible attempt to undo some of the damage.
"Stop it! Stop lying to me Mum! I bet dad never even hit you! You probably just made it all up so you could get poor dad arrested and run off with him!" My eyes filled with tears. I could not for a second comprehend just how difficult it must have been for her to accept that her dad was not the passive, friendly man she had always thought him to be... But surely she didn't think that I'd do such a thing as to make it all up, did she?
"Nita, please..." I whispered. She shook her head at me.
"I'm gonna go stay at Hannah's," she muttered. "Call me when you've finished with your sympathy crap and you've told the police the truth." She stormed out, and I struggled to get to my feet as I called after her.
"Kirsty," Adam came forward and gently but firmly pushed me back down. "Let her go." Hot tears spilled down my cheek, a steady stream of pain and longing.
"But she's my daughter!" I sobbed, struggling against his strong grip as the front door slammed shut.
"I know, I know." he soothed, pulling my resisting body into a comforting embrace. "I'm sure she didn't mean any of that. This is a lot for her to have to take in; she probably just needs to blow off some steam."
"But she's my daughter..." I repeated.
"When you've told the police the truth." she'd said.
Why is it that the truth is always so much more painful then anything else?
Because of you my tries to not think of you
They just end up in one million thoughts
It's way too much to mention
See what I mean, when you see my creation
All of my dreams are all I see
Try not to wake me let me be
All of my dreams are all I see
Try not to wake me can't you see
All of my dreams are all I wanna see
Try not to wake me, try not to wake me
All of my dreams are all I see
Try not to wake me can't you see
All of my dreams are all I wanna see
Try not to wake me, try not to wake me
A/N: Again, I know this one wasn't incredibly long in the end. But I figure it'll do for now, and I'll get started on chapter eleven after my biology module's over on Thursday. I'll be revising till then (:
So anyway, I really hope you enjoyed it, and please do drop me a review.
Oh, and before I forget, Kirsty-C (otherwise known as Meggi) has set up a forum for Casualty/Holby City. Considering she only just started it, it's awfully good, so I just thought I'd mention it so that you can maybe check it out sometime. The link is on her profile; I'm not gonna bother putting it in here because of the whole links for other websites being disallowed and all that jazz. But yeah, do have a look if you have time. It's really awesome :D
Cheers!
Kaia