Adam
"Could some one call Warren, her husband, please?" I hated to admit Kirsty was not looking good.
"She has a husband?" Emily questioned.
"Yes and a daughter. They both love her very much just like she loves them."
"I'm sure," she sounded sceptical I knew why and it really got to me.
"Its not him." It sounded harsher than it was meant to.
"Have you seen her? There's no way he doesn't know. She covered in bruises, scars and now there's the burn. She couldn't hide it from him, no way."
"You haven't seen them together. She completely trusts him."
"Really, if she completely trusted him why hasn't she told him and if she has then why hasn't it stopped?" The more I listened to Emily the more I thought it was Warren. She was right there was no way he could miss her injures. I hadn't and I didn't live with her but all I could think about was Warren holding Kirsty after her nightmare.
"She's had it tuff; did she tell you about her parents?"
"Yes she did but that's got nothing to do with this."
"Watching your parent's murder would affect every part of your life."
"Wait did you just say parents murder? Her parents weren't murdered they disowned her when she dropped out of school. I'm guessing because she was pregnant."
"What, Kirsty told you that?"
"Yes, who told you that her parents were murdered? Actually I can guess, it was her husband wasn't it." She was telling me rather than questioning me. I was shocked. He couldn't have made that up, could he?
The more I spoke to Emily the more I questioned Warren. The more I considered him the more it seemed to fit, in most parts anyway.
Now it had been a couple of hours since Emily brought Kirsty in. Kirsty was now stable and but had been sedated. She hadn't spoken the whole time she had been awake just stared up at the ceiling and I wondered if she was even ware of what was going on around her. We had all spoke to her trying to get her to speak but no one had got so much as one word from her.
Kirsty
They knew, they all knew. Warren was going to kill me and that was an understatement. Normally we would be moving right this second but I was stuck, unable to move, unable to warn him. But I felt so guilty, I didn't want to move. I wanted to stay here. Nita had great friends here and so did I. It was something I'd never had before not even as a child. I was a lonely only-child with only my imaginary friend Daisy for company. I didn't want that for Nita. I wanted her to have lots of friends, have a home and a loving stable family. Now that family I'd fought so hard to keep for her was slipping though my fingers.
"Kirsty." I heard my name but made no attempt to answer.
"She's been like this ever since we brought her in. She hasn't said a word were not even sure if she can hear us." Adam's voice.
"Kirsty, darling it's me Warren. Talk to me what happened?" Warren was standing beside me. He had both of his hands resting on the bed but made no attempt to touch me. Knowing I wasn't going to reply Adam stepped in.
"She was at St James's getting some of her injures seen to when a Bomb went of on one of the wards. She was buried in rubble for a couple of hours, when they finally freed her they brought her here."
"Is she going to be ok?"
"Were keeping a close eye on her but none off her injures seem life threatening at the moment." He paused for a second like he was trying to find the best way to tell him. "There is one concern we have though. Kirsty has a lot of other injuries that occurred before this morning." Warren turned taking his gaze of me and onto Adam.
"What do you mean other injuries?" Warren was calm and collected and for a split second I believed him.
"I'm sure you've noticed." Wow, Adam sounded angry, angrier than I've ever heard him before. "Bruising, scaring a massive semi-circle second degree burn, ring any bells." I could imagine Warren's face looking dumb struck and worried. He turned again to face me and studied my body taking in my injures as if for the first time.
"No you're wrong, she's cheating on me, having an affair, not this I would have noticed this. Your lying, it's not true Kirsty wouldn't, she would tell me," and then came the water works. I could see his figure beside me fighting for control over the Oscar winning sobs of "realisation". He'd had this speech ready for sometime I could tell.
"She won't come near me. She doesn't love me anymore. She comes home late all the time but I never say anything. I love her and Nita too much," and with that he couldn't 'control' himself any longer and let out his flood of tears.
I could see that Adam felt sorry for him. He believed him which meant that maybe we could stay. I was going to have so many questions to answer. How the hell was I going to explain the state of my body? I really couldn't so I stayed silent.
Warren
Adam made my blood boil. Who was he to talk to me like that? I had managed to control my self from punching his lights out then and there but I don't know how. I knew how bad it would look and it would do nothing to prove my innocents but he made me so angry it would have been worth it. Lucky I had seen all of Kirsty's colleagues examining me and put on the best performance of my life. I knew they were still watching but I'm sure I had managed to remove most of the guilt off me and onto some random stranger. Hopefully now they were watching me with pity. Stupid fools.
Finally Adam left leaving me and Kirsty alone. I sat in the chair beside her, taking her plastered hand in mine. She was still staring at the ceiling and made no attempt to acknowledge me. She had no choice now but to do everything I said.
Kirsty
"Finally were alone." He whispered so only I could hear him he was facing away from the door and windows so nobody could tell if he was talking or not.
"Were both going to play our parts, we've got an audience. You're not going to speak to anyone not me, not Nita and defiantly not to Adam. You're traumatised and will only let me comfort you," He then raised his voice and acted like he was just starting to speak.
"Kirsty, will you talk to me?" I carried on staring at the ceiling. "I want to know who did this to you. Why didn't you tell me, I could have helped you, stopped it." He paused for a second lacing his fingers in-between mine. "Please Kirsty talk to me." Still I remained silent playing along to his game. We sat in silents for a couple of minuets before he spoke again.
"I'm going to take Nita down to the cafeteria for a snack I'll be back soon, I promise," and with that he stood up placed a loving kiss on my forehead and turned to leave.
With all my strength I sat up quickly and I reached my throbbing plastered arm out to touch his, making him turn to face me. I had tears in my eyes from the pain but I could make out Tess, Emily, Jay and Adam watching me from the window. Warren swept me into a hug and before I realised what was happening I found my self crying into his arms.
From my side of the glass this was all just for show nothing was real. I didn't know Warren cared. If he wanted to be hugging me or he found me repulsive and that he had to do it to get my friends on his side. But the glass was tainted because when they looked thought it they saw nothing of what my life was really like, what Warren was really like. They saw a loving husband comforting his stupid and weak wife. I didn't know which was worst them knowing that it was him or them thinking that I'd let some random person do this to me and push my husband away. My brain hurt, my body hurt, my heart hurt it was too much, I just cried and cried letting my emotion dance freely into the wind not caring who saw.
I'd work my self up. I couldn't control myself and eventually someone came and took control for me. I was relieved to feel the sedative working taking me away from everything. I welcomed to feeling of peace and drifted of into a medicated sleep.
Warren
"Hi, I need a favour. I'll be over in ten. Yes, it's about Kirsty." I flipped my phone closed, found Nita, started the car and left the hospital car park.
So what's Warren's plan? Who was on the other end of the phone? Thanks for reviewing.