Chapter 5. Moving on
For those of you asking, Sam's neck has a small fracture but it's not that bad, so no, she won't be paralysed. She will recover perfectly fine but her past will come back to haunt her in her later life. Thanks for all of your kind reviews. If you have any ideas, give them to me and I will see if I can include them :) Happy reading :) xx
"Well, what's happened here then?" asked a burly policeman.
"She has been beaten and sexually abused seargeant. We have reason to believe it was her drunk father."
"And why do you say that?"
"Well, he has a reputation for being abusive and all the neighbours saw the young girl walk home from school perfectly fine. And, this clearly isn't the first time it has happened. The girl has signs of previous breaks and assault which have healed."
"Right. And who is her father?"
"Paul Nicholls."
"I shall send some of my team out to arrest him immediately. Both her and her sister will have to go and live in a care home or with their other relatives."
"Thank you sergeant."
The doctor turned back to Sam. He watched her as she recovered from her drowsiness.
"How are you feeling young lady?"
"Not the best but better than I was thanks doctor. When can I go home? I have to protect my little sister May."
"Well, you probably won't be going home and why do you need to protect your little sister?"
"You can't tell anyone. It's my father." Sam said, not noticing the policeman stood just a few feet away.
"What about your father?" the doctor asked.
"He used to do it to my older sister after my mother died but then Jenny ran away and he started doing it to me. I can't let him do it to poor little May. I need to go and look after her!" Sam said, beginning to cry.
The policeman walked over and looked at the doctor in confirmation. Sam's eyes widened as she took in the six foot figure of the burly man with the bell hat on his head. She gasped as it was evident the man had heard what she had just said. There was no way Sam would be allowed home now. her father would be taken to jail and then, her and her sister would end up in care!
"No!" she cried. "You can't put May and me in a carehome."
"You could always come and live with me." said Trina as she walked through the door.
