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Agony!
Hanna and Aria burst through the doors of the emergency room searching for Mrs Hastings, her face going pale when she saw the panic on her daughter's best friends' faces. "Girls what's wrong? What happened?" she asks, as the terrified teens try to find a way to break the news. "Mrs Hastings", Aria says, "you need to come with us, Spencer has been attacked." Veronica Hastings feels her legs sway underneath her as she follows the girls to the end of the corridor, where Spencer is being wheeled in on a stretcher. Her head is pounding, her mind racing with thoughts and questions, who did this to her baby girl? How badly was she hurt? Had she, god forbid, been the victim of a sexual assault? And why hadn't she known that something was wrong? Why hadn't she gone looking for her daughter like Hanna, Aria and Emily had? She didn't know the answer to any of these questions but the one thing that she did know is that she needed to be there for her daughter right now. She entered the room that she had seen Spencer being taken into tentatively and was immediately affronted by a small yet defensive looking nurse who wanted to know who she was and what she was doing in this room. Veronica looked across the room at her trembling daughter who was lying battered and bruised in a small bed gripping Emily's hand with full force and then she brokenly murmured, "She's my daughter".
At the sound of her mother's voice Spencer looked up and Veronica could see the pain and agony in her dark chocolate eyes. She crossed the room to her daughter's bed and took Spencer's other hand in her own, "We're going to get you through this baby", she whispered and sobs ripped through the younger girl at her mother's acknowledgement of the attack. And then their moment of mutual heartbreak was interrupted as two women entered the room. The first was pretty, in her mid-thirties and introduced herself as Dr Herring, the other was in her forties, with a kind smile and introduced herself to Spencer as Detective Clark. They explained that they needed to ask someone questions about the attack and that the doctor would need to carry out a physical exam including a rape-kit. Spencer flinched at the words but Emily and her mother reassured her that she was strong enough to get through this, while the nurse offered the reward of a shower afterwards, something which Spencer desperately wanted, so she reluctantly agreed to the questioning and the exam.
"Can you tell us exactly what happened tonight, Spencer", the detective began,
"I was attacked …raped"
"Do you know who did this to you", she continued,
"Ian Thomas, my brother in law", she whispered as her mother gasped in the chair beside her and then gripped her hand tighter,
"I should have believed you about Ian, I can't believe he did this to you sweetheart", Veronica pleaded.
"Spencer, can you tell me where you have sustained injuries and how they were inflicted", asked the doctor as she prepared to begin the physical exam.
"He punched me in the face hard, I stumbled to the ground and then he kicked me repeatedly, he tore at my clothes and held my wrists forcefully as he pinned me to the ground. Then he took his clothes off and tore mine and then …then he raped me."
"Spencer, I know this is hard but I need you to tell me, did he penetrate you?"
"Yes"
"With his fingers, his penis, a foreign object, I need you to be specific", the detective urged.
"He used his fingers and then his penis", the young girl's voice cracked as she fought the urge to cry.
"Was there oral, anal, or vaginal penetration Spencer, did he use a condom?"
"Vaginal…I uh didn't see a condom"
"Ok you're doing great Spencer, were nearly done, now can you tell me what he said to you"
"He said that he had finally got me where he wanted me and then when he uh…finished, he said that he hoped he had gotten me pregnant" and at that thought Spencer collapsed onto her mother's shoulder sobbing.
After the questioning the doctor carried out her exam, bandaging sprained wrists and bruised ribs and carrying out the rape-kit. For Spencer the examination was like reliving the attack, her legs shook as the speculum was inserted and she recoiled often from the doctor's invasion of her body. But she suffered through and after being prescribed anti-virals and the morning after pill, she hobbled into the small ensuite to take a shower. Both her mother and Emily offered to help her shower but she insisted on doing it alone, and once inside she scrubbed her body raw in an effort to feel clean again and to get rid of the feel of him on her skin. But no matter how hard she scrubbed she still felt dirty and disgusting and when she entered the waiting room twenty five minutes later she could still smell him on her skin. And then she saw him, her father, looking up at her expectantly just like her mother and her friends, but all she felt was scared, terrified not only that her father knew exactly what had happened to her, but that her father was a man and men, well they were capable of evil. She avoided making eye contact with her dad and her friends, instead whispering to her mother that she needed to go home, the shame of what had happened to her was as unbearable as the physical and emotional pain she felt and she was only thankful for one thing in that moment, that nobody seemed to have told Toby yet. Toby, her amazingly handsome and sweet boyfriend, how was she ever going to tell him that she was raped? Their relationship would be over she was sure, because nobody would ever want to be with her ever again.