Chapter 5
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Pedia's POV
I woke up out of the blue, and I checked the time on the clock, and it read 3:25 am. I reached behind my back with all my energy, and I tried to tie the rope. It took five tries, but I succeeded. I sent Sky a quick message telling her to pick me up. I can't stay there for the rest of my life.
I had to escape before it was late.
Getting off the chair, I saw blood everywhere; I crawled up to my room and packed clothes and my school books. My money and phone charger tiptoed to the front of the house and opened the door, and the cold breeze welcomed me. I closed the door and walked to Sky's car as she pulled up; I fell onto the seat as I opened the door.
"You fell for me." Sky laughed, and I flipped her off.
I dragged my legs into the car and broke down. I let everything out, Sky hugged me and told me soothing lies and I believed her.
"What do they do?" I showed her the open wounds with her asking about it, and she reversed out of the driveway and drove to the nearest hospital.
"Sorry about waking you up for something stupid." I wiped away my tears.
"Anything that involves my best friend is not stupid, thank you."
"So what were you doing this early in the morning?"
"Well, this was meant to be a surprise. I was going to tell you tomorrow, but I might as well just say it now." She smiled.
"Did you shag someone?"
"No, I didn't." She said.
"Finally put a condom on a banana?" I asked.
"The f**k is wrong with you? You need JESUS,"
"You pregnant?" I placed my hand on her stomach and she pulled it away.
"Oh my lord, where the hell are you getting these f****d up ideas from?" She laughed.
"Last time I checked, I hadn't inserted anything in me. So I can't be pregnant when Aunt Flo is visiting."
Not yet, you are not.
"OK for real, what were you going to say?" I'm dying to know the answer.
"My parents bought me an apartment."
"My gawd, did you say an apartment?" The words haven't yet registered in my brain.
"It's a three-bedroom. Each has a bathroom." She said.
"Zamn baby girl. "I said.
This girl is bare-spoilt, she can ask for the whole world and she can get it, and I can't even get a 'good morning' from some of my parents. Life is tuff living my life.
"Move in with me." She stated and I choked on my saliva.
This is too good to be true. God has finally listened to my prayers and cries; all that fasting has finally started to show.
She pulled up into the emergency ward, and parked the car and looked at me.
Fuck I haven't given her an answer right now.
"You sure?" I asked, and she nodded her head, and I threw my hands around her, hugging her so tight that she was going to pop.
"I want my best friend as my roommate." She smiled, got out of the car and came back in a wheelchair. She wheeled me inside.
I got flashbacks of the day my mother died. I didn't realize I was crying until I felt wet drops on my hands.
"Next wait," a nurse calls from the front desk.
"What's your name and how can I help you today?"
"This is my friend Pedia, who has stab wounds on her upper thighs", Sky uttered.
"Mind telling me how you got them?" nurse Emily asked as I read her name tag.
"I walked into a kitchen bench, and there was a knife, and I walked into it and stabbed myself." So I came up with a lie.
"That's not what happened." Sky immediately said with a serious look on her face.
"My father and stepmother did this to me." I said with tears rolling down my cheeks.
"A nurse will be with you immediately." She typed away on her computer.
We waited for five minutes, which felt like forever, having my father's and stepmother's words playing in my head.
It's your fault your mother died.
I never liked you in the beginning.
You're a disgrace to this family.
I wish it were you that got killed along with your mother.
"Pedia." A male nurse said.
"That's you," I said, and Sky started wheeling me to wherever the nurse was leading us.
"Please follow me." He says, and he swipes his card on a monitor. Then, finally, the door opens, and we make our way into the ward. I, a room with two beds, and he pulls the curtain.
"OK, on my card it says that you have stab wounds on your upper thigh, is that correct?" He asked.
"Yes." I felt Sky's eyes burning holes in the side of my face.
"How did you get those stab wounds because one doesn't just walk into a knife and have multiple wounds on your thigh?" he said.
"My parents did this to me."
"I need to clean these since they are open wounds." So David grabbed his gloves and started cleaning my wounds.
"I'm putting oil on so it doesn't get infected." He said while touching my leg.
"Does it hurt when I put pressure on it?" He applied a bit of pressure around the wounds.
I hiss in pain.
He grabbed his kit, started sewing my wounds, took the gloves off, and wrote me a prescription for my painkillers.
"The police have also been called since you are a victim of a stabbing; they would like to speak with you." He said, and two officers came in.
Fuck, this guy is HOT.
"Good morning, I officer Danny, and this is my partner Stella. We want to ask you a few questions." He said and they booked, too, a seat in front of me, and Stella got her notebook out.
"Morning, yeah, that's fine with me," I said and my heart started racing out of my chest.
"How long has this type of abuse been going on for?" He asked.
"It's been going on for 5 years, ever since my mother died, but today it got worse." I said and wiped my tears away.
"Girl, no one should ever have to feel like this is their fault," Stella said as she wrote in her book.
"Since you were a victim of a stabbing incident, would you like to press charges against your parents?" He asked.
"No, I won't have anyone else if I report them," I said because it's true; who would want to adopt a black girl who is 17 years old.
NO ONE.
"If you ever change your mind, please do come down to the police station, and we can take more action against your parents. Make sure you rest so your recovery will be much faster." Danny said, and Stella nodded her head. Then both of them walked out of the room.
"Girl, you can't keep protecting your parents every time they hurt you. You have to step up and get justice for the pain they put you through. I know your father is the only parent you have left, but please, for the love of me, don't do this to yourself. Seeing you hurting hurts me too." She said, and she had tears coming out of her eyes.
Fuck, this hurts me seeing her like this.
As your best friend, I'm always there for you when you need me. This cycle has to stop. Seeing you in this bed hurts my heart. What next? Seeing you in a coffin? No girl. I want to get a call from your children, saying that you have died in your sleep at an old age, not because of your f****d up parents." her tears flowed like a river.
"If you die, that's my other half gone." These waterworks are getting the best of her.
Why is this girl being DRAMATIC?
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