my head's splitting. I'm attached to an annoying bleeping machine. my mum looks exhausted;her angelic blonde hair raked back she has huge purple bags under her innocent hazel eyes and for the first time in my life I see the terror in her gaze.
“mum” I whisper hoarsely scarcely able to hear myself.
“ cat! what happened. oh my god we have been worried sick. are you ok?”
I take a deep shuddery breath and think back . thoughts of the house flood back to me. the house , someone there, a shadowy man, falling, bleeding and losing hope.
my heart races the heart monitor races to reflect my panic. my hair is still tangled with blood. dyed red. red for danger; red for death; red for blood and red for my pent up anger.
how stupid to find yourself passed out from fear a house I should never have been in. how stupid to find yourself bathed in blood rescued by a Dodgy looking figure of shadows.
curiousity killed the cat. that's what people say.
a nurse comes in. she's a young blonde with heavenly sapphire blue eyes. she smiles sympatheticly and offers to get my mum a coffee. my mum declines the coffee but mutters a brief description of her greatfulness to the angelic figure standing over me
she radiates warmth and rays of light beam from her hips. absorbed by her rays my head lulls backwards and I am forced back into a state of senseless calm.
when I wake up a tall imposing figure stands over me. scarcely a whisper I mutter “ who are you ? ” my voice hoarse the nurse is stood stooped over a book in the corner. “ it's ok dear ” the young nurse replies her voice like soothing godly nectar to my ears.
“ yes pet , I'm just PC Ripley to investigate what happened to you last week” his voice is harsh and painful to listen to and each word sends a splattering of dribble down his chubby rounded cheeks which he wipes away carelessly with his sleeve.
I go pale . I feel like I might faint. sickened by a single sentence. pathetic.
“ what ever is wrong lassie" the policeman says his voice still like a cat scratching its long angry claws down a chalkboard. the nurse looks nervous not quite sure if the hospital policy allows her to intervene.
“ um it's nothing I just didn't realise it had been so long.” I whisper silenced by the man casting his fat shadow over me.
he tries to look sympathetic but he just pushes his large shaggy eyebrow into his eye looking a picture of evil.
“ dear if you don't mind I'm a very busy person and I need to get on with it so please can you fill in this form and let me get on with my job” his words flood me with frustration I feel like throwing the stupid form back in his face but I don't. I just let out an angry huff as PC Ripley unsuccessfully tries to flirt with the young nurse unsuccessfully