Chapter 11
All Mikaela could think was "Oh shit, Oh shit, Oh shit" as she backed up in the manager's office to get away from her father. His eyes narrowed on her as she moved. She couldn't believe he was here. Was he following her? Did he know that she was staying at Sam's house? Did he stop at their house already looking for her? A crazy amount of questions flooded her mind in a split second.
"Why sweetheart, why so nervous? I was just going to give you a hug. I apologize for what happened between us back at our house. I want it to go back to normal just like it was before." He told her. A smile crossed his lips and Mikaela couldn't decide whether or not he was being sincere. Dave reached his arms out to pull Mikaela in and give her a hug and Mikaela hesitated before slowly coming towards her father. His arms wrapped around her as she awkwardly stood against him waiting for the hug to be over.
"Come on sweetheart. Hug your father." He instructed her. She lightly picked her arms up and wrapped them around him. In a split second, her arms were in a totally different position wrapped around her back. Her father was pulling her arms harder and harder wanting her to scream. Mikaela held back but the pain was excruciating. He let go of one arm and Mikaela tried to pull away but when she did he bent her wrist back and Mikaela heard something crack. This time Mikaela did scream until her father slapped her across the face. Tears were streaming down her cheeks but Mikaela kept quiet. Her father threw her to the floor and began kicking her on her already sore bruises from the last incident. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door and Dave panicked. He saw the large window that was at the other end of the office and ran toward it, yanked it open and climbed outside; leaving Mikaela to get off of the floor and see who possibly saved her life. It was Manny, one of her coworkers who had heard the commotion in the office and decided to see what was going on.
"Mikaela! Are you alright? Did you hurt your wrist?" She nodded yes, in too much pain to answer with words. Manny ran over to her and told her to sit down and relax for a minute.
"Is there anyone you want me to call? I think someone should take you to the hospital, your wrist looks broken. I'd take you but I still have a four hour shift." He told her. Mikaela finally got her voice back.
"Can you pass me the phone over there? I'll call Sam. He's coming right now for me anyway." He quickly reached over on the desk and grabbed the phone that was lying on it. Mikaela dialed Sam's number by heart and waited for him to answer. On the third ring she heard him pick up and answer.
"Hello?" He said. A little confusion was in his voice because he didn't recognize the number on his phone.
"Sam? Hey it's me." She started. Sam already knew something was going on. Her voice was different.
"What's wrong?" He asked, worried about his girlfriend. Mikaela almost smiled at how well Sam knew her.
"After you pick me up, you need to take me to the hospital. I think I broke my wrist." She told him. There was silence on the other end.
"Sam?" She didn't know if he hung up on her.
"Stay right where you are. Don't move. I'm coming in to get you in five minutes okay?" He told her, his voice serious with worry.
"Yeah." She whispered nervous Sam was mad at her. The phone clicked ending the conversation. The five minutes passed by quickly and Mikaela heard footsteps quickly moving into the repair shop and a voice asking if anyone knew where Mikaela was. Manny pointed him in the right direction and seconds later Sam walked into the office.
"Mikaela." He said relief drowning in his voice. He walked over to her and tenderly pulled her wrist away from her body. He looked at it quickly and agreed with her that he thought it was broken. He helped her stand and even though she insisted that she could walk on her own, he held onto her elbow all the way to Bee and helped her into the car. The ride to the hospital was quick and silent as Sam was concentrating on getting there as quickly as Bee would let him. The ride took about five minutes and Sam found a parking spot and had Mikaela out of the car faster than anyone. Entering through the emergency room door he quickly helped her up to the front desk where there was a nurse watching them walk in.
"Hi, my girlfriend hurt her wrist. We think it's broken." He told her. She acknowledged him and gave him the appropriate forms to fill out and advised them that it would only be a few minutes and to wait until they were called. They easily found seats in the waiting area since there were only three people already there.
"Mikaela you have to answer these questions. I don't know all the answers they need." He set the clipboard down on her lap and handed her the pen that came with it. Before Mikaela could finish all of the meaningless questions the nurse called them to come back and put them in a room so they could wait for a doctor to examine Mikaela. Mikaela sat on the bed provided and Sam sat in a chair next to her. He held her hand but didn't say a word as they waited. Mikaela was beginning to get uncomfortable and was about to say something to Sam to break the awkward silence when there was a knock on the door and the doctor walked in.
"Mikaela Banes?" he asked. Mikaela and Sam both nodded and the doctor walked further into the room holding onto the clipboard Mikaela had just filled out. "I see you think you broke your wrist. What happened?" Mikaela hesitated. What could she say? She didn't think of any excuse beforehand like she usually does because she was distracted by the way Sam wasn't exactly speaking to her like usual.
"Um…well…" She started.
"She was riding her motorcycle and went around a curve in the road and her bike tipped over. She landed on her wrist and we think it's broken." Sam told the doctor. The doctor looked at him for a second and looked at Mikaela who nodded. The doctor sighed lightly and wrote something down on the clipboard before pulling his own chair over to the bed, sitting down and picking up Mikaela's wrist. He looked at it, pressing on certain areas and asking if she was in any pain. After a few minutes he set her wrist down.
"I'm going to take you down for a CT scan. This will tell us if your wrist is broken and if it isn't, it will tell us if you have a sprain and how bad it is. So come with me now and we'll put you in. Sir, it will take about twenty minutes to complete the test so you will have to wait in the waiting room right outside. I'll come and get you as soon as she's done.' He told Sam.
"Okay, that's fine." Sam said. The doctor took Mikaela and Sam followed them out into the waiting room and sat down as they went through some double doors to where the CT scan was located. He pulled out his cell phone and decided to let his parents know what was going on and what time he thought they would be home. Of course, his parents wanted to come over as soon as they could and Sam knew it would be better if they were here anyway. He agreed and told his parents to meet him in the emergency waiting room when they could come. Sam checked his phone for the time and saw that he had fifteen minutes at least until Mikaela should come out again. That's only if they were running on time and Sam could pretty much guarantee that they weren't. He sat back in his chair and closed his eyes for a few minutes thinking about Mikaela. He knew someone else did this to her and the only people who were working at the repair shop were Manny, Tyce and Drew. So it had to be one of them who had hurt her. It bugged Sam that he had to figure that out for himself and Mikaela still didn't think she could trust him enough with something like that. A few minutes later Sam heard someone come into the waiting room.
"Sam Witwicky?" They called. Sam's eyes popped open and he stood up raising his hand slightly to let them know that it was him that they were looking for. The woman walked over to him and shook his hand. Sam could see from her badge that her name was Melissa and that she was from social services.
"Um, is something wrong with Mikaela?" Sam asked, very confused.
"Sam, why don't you come with me into this room over here? We have a few things to talk about." Sam walked behind her as she led him to a room that had a desk and two chairs. Melissa sat behind the desk and instructed Sam to sit in the other chair.
"Is Mikaela okay? I want to see her." He told Melissa.
"Sam I've been asked to come and speak with you because Mikaela has shown some signs of physical and mental abuse." She told Sam. Sam had a look of shock on his face.
"Do you know who it is?" He asked quietly. Melissa hesitated.
"Sam, there are signs that show that you are the one abusing Ms. Banes."
