Hello My Hate
Chapter Three
~*~CC’s POV~*~
Once we got to the hospital Carly was quickly pushed into a large room and had the curtains pulled closed as the glass doors slid securely closed, blocking me out from whatever they were doing in there. Sighing I make myself comfortable in one of the thinly padded seats that lined the walls and waited, watching as feet continuously moved around, only visible under the curtain surrounding Carly.
“Hey man, how is she?” Andy’s voice asks, breaking me out of my trance just as a man, probably around thirty or so, pushes a big weird looking machine into her room and through the curtains, blocking Carly from view once again. “That’s the x-ray machine they used when I broke my ribs.”
“That makes sense then, they’re checking for internal bleeding and assessing her ribs. I don’t know anything else yet,” I explain with a shrug, looking over at Andy and the rest of the guys as the officer from earlier walks in with a female officer who leans against the nurses’ station as the cop, I think she said his name was John, disappears behind the curtain as the x-ray man and machine go off down the hall.
“I’m sure she is going to be fine man,” Ashley says as he pushes away from the wall he had his back against.
“Yeah, probably,” I whisper out as the cop comes back out, shaking his head. He approaches the woman officer as I stand up and we all move a few steps forward.
“We need the kit,” he states, clearly disgusted and angry. The woman nods, a solemn expression on her face as I feel my heart jump to my throat as I clench my hands into fists.
“Sir,” Jinxx says after noticing my inability to speak just as the woman walks back with a box saying ‘EVIDENCE. SEXUAL ASSULT KIT.’ "What kit?”
“A fucking rape kit,” I exclaim as he looks over at us. “That bastard raped her!”
“Unfortunately, according to Miss Mora,” the officer explains as he and the woman walk back into Carly’s room swiftly.
“I will kill him. I will kill that sleazy, no good son of a bitch,” I seethe, my heart breaking the whole time for the beautiful woman who has always been like a sister to me. I feel a hand squeeze my shoulder firmly as my body goes numb, my shoulders slumping. Jake slings my arm across his shoulders and quickly gets me seated as my legs wobble. Leaning forward, my head braced in my hands I fight through the thoughts and emotions tearing through me as I focus on how I am going to help Carly from here out. Starting with going back to the shoulder she always leaned on when she needed.
“She is going to be okay,” Andy says after about five minutes. “She’s got you, your family. Hell CC, she has got all of us and so do you. We will take it one day at a time and figure out everything as we move forward, okay brother?”
“Yeah, hell if you guys want you can bring her out on the rest of the tour!” Ashley points out. “We have the extra bunk space and I am sure that you both will need each other through the rest of the healing process.”
“I’d like that,” I whisper out with a smile. “But what if she just wants to go back home to my parents?”
“Dude, let’s cross that bridge when we reach it,” Jake says. “Besides, if you two were as close as you say you were, she won’t want to be away from her brother more than she already has been.”
“The mighty Pitts speaks the great wisdom,” Jinxx says, clapping Jake on the back as the sliding doors woosh open and the two cops walk back out. The woman leaves with the rape kit as John stops near us and clears his throat as we all stand.
“Could you all follow me please, I must speak with you before I escort you to visit with Miss Mora,” he explains, ushering us into a small grey room with just a table and some chairs. We all sit down as he closes the door before sitting down as well.
“Is she going to be okay?” I immediately ask.
“Physically, in a few weeks, yes. About ten weeks. She has three broken and one fractured rib on her right side and severe bruising to all of the ribs on her left. She also has a severely bruised liver. But overall she will heal physically. Emotionally...it may take a much longer period of time, she has been abused physically, mentally, emotionally as well as sexually for at least four years. This isn’t her first visit here, as a matter of fact, over the past four years she has visited each hospital in and around this state at last three times a year...”
“And nobody assumed that it was domestic abuse?” I ask, shaking my head as I take everything in.
“We didn’t realize it. Officer Jenkins ran through all of the identification Mr. Anderson had on his persons upon his arrest in all the precincts and found him bringing a woman with him at all times, all under a different name, never under Mora as we’ve had a nationwide alert out for her name since she was reported missing four years ago,” he explains.
“Sneaky, slimy bastard,” Andy mutters in anger.
“As it is right now he is under arrest for sexual assault, fraud, domestic abuse, physical assault as well as kidnapping. I am going to slap as many charges as possible against him.”
“Thank you,” I state. “Is there anything else that I need? Or can I please just go to see my cousin now?”
“Just to warn you to be patient and understanding with her. This is not just something that will get better in a few days. She will have flashbacks, something as small as dropping a book could trigger a memory or emotion. She will have nightmares and night terrors, she will have mood swings. Right now her self worth is nothing, she will feel like trash for a long period of time, she will also feel ashamed and guilty and she will blame herself. She will need a solid, unwavering support system around her, helping her heal."
“No offense sir, but you seem to have a very graphic understanding of this process,” Jinxx states quietly.
“Son, my sister and brother were kidnapped when they were thirteen...I was fifteen at the time. My sister was brutally tortured and raped for well over two years; my brother was murdered in front of her shortly before her rescue. It is the reason that I became a police officer. I have firsthand knowledge because of what those creatures did to my family. Now,” he says as he stands up, each of us in shock of his explanation still sitting. “If you will follow me I can take you all to her room.”
“Thank you officer,” I say as we all stand and follow him out of the room where he holds a small card with his information on it, out to me.
“I know who you guys are, and I know that she is going to leave with you, probably within the next few hours. So if you ever need something or if she has any questions you think I can answer, please don’t hesitate to call me. I will also be keeping in contact with you on the case as the judge may need her to testify but, with any luck, she will never have to see that pig again,” he says after I take the card from his fingers and follow him down the hall a bit to where he holds the door open as I walk in, followed by the guys. Carly lays motionless on the bed with her eyes closed as I rest my hand on top of hers.
“You don’t have to be so quiet,” she suddenly says, opening her eyes. “I’m awake.”
“When have I ever been quiet squirt,” I say making her laugh as she immediately wraps an arm around her ribs, wincing. “Fucked you up good huh chickey.”
“You kidding me,” she says before holding the button to make her bed lean up. “Never felt better. Could probably run a marathon.”
“She’s a funny one,” Ashley whispers to somebody.
“Told you she was,” I say with a chuckle.
“So Christian,” she says. “Are you going to introduce me or am I going to have to just make up my own names?”
“Honestly, I’m curious as to possible names,” I hear Jake say.
“I’ll introduce you after you try and get their names.”
“Okay, so you,” she says pointing at Ashley. “I’m going to say you look like a nick. Yeah, I’m going to call you Nick. And you look like a Jeremy,” she states, pointing at Jinxx who laughs. “And you look like a Jordan or a Jacob...not really sure,” she muses, chewing on her bottom lip. “I’ll go with Jordan. And you...holy blue eyes batman,” she says, clearly just looking at Andy for the first time as we all laugh at her reaction. “You totally don’t look like it but you’re going to be Bruce.”
“Bruce huh?” Andy jokes. “What do I actually look like?”
“Probably an Andrew or Alex,” she says with a shrug.
“Well Carly,” I say pointing at Ashley. “His name is Ashley, not Nick. Jeremy you go right but we call him Jinxx.” “Score for me,” she says, nodding with a smile as I point to Jake. “He’s Jake and Bruce, is actually Andrew.”
“Call me Andy though please,” he says, smiling.
“Pretty damn close!” she states smiling widely before looking at Ashley. “Sorry about the royal name screw up, I never would have considered Ashley.”
“Its fine, nobody really does,” he says with a wink.
“Serious question though,” Jake says. “How are you feeling?”
“I’ve been better, I’ve been worse. The pain killers are kicking in right now,” she explains.
“You are quite the woman,” Jinxx says. “You’re almost as awesome as my wife, Sammi.”
“Is she the woman who had my head in her lap?”
“Yes, that would be my Sammi Doll.”
“I’m going to have to give her a hug.”
“Ahh, Miss Mora. Good to see you smiling,” the doctor says as he walks into the room.
“What’s up doc,” she says, smiling.
“Well I have some good news. Everything will be fine in a few weeks. You are going to be very sore for a while with your ribs but other than that, everything else, physically, will be back to normal within a couple of weeks. Also, we put an emergency rush on those tests and they’ve all come back negative and we, so far, have eight DNA matches with Mr. Anderson. We’re going to nail him.”
“Thanks,” she says with a small smile and a nod.
“Also, probably the best news,” he says as he holds up a clipboard, waving it slightly. “I have your release papers. All you have to do is sign it and you’re free to leave. All you have to do is visit a doctor for a check up on your ribs every two weeks, rest as much as possible and refrain from any sort of strenuous activities for a minimum of six weeks. So, no sports, jumping, intense dancing and no sex.”
“Got it, only’ one problem there Doc...” she says, taking the clip board. “I have no clothes...your nurses cut them off of me.”
“Got you covered,” Andy says with a smile. “As we speak Sammi is buying you a whole new wardrobe. In the meantime,” he holds up a bag from a chair. “You’re going to have some of our clothes.”
“Okay, thank you guys,” she replies, signing her release papers before carefully moving to climb from the bed slowly, Andy immediately helping her.
“Try carefully twisting an inch or so at a time towards me, it shouldn’t hurt so much, yes, perfect! Just like that.”
“Well aren’t you Mister Smarty-pants,” she jokes. “How’d you figure that out?”
“Oh, I tried to fly a couple of years ago...failed and smashed my ribs off of some marble...the rest is history.”
“We’ll show you some of the video’s sometime,” Ashley states.
“Mr. Mora,” the doctor says, grabbing my attention. He holds out a small bottle of pills out. “These are her pain pills, oxycodine. They are extremely addictive but her allergy to morphine made us have to resort to this. If you can avoid her taking them more than twice a week, everything should be okay.”
“Yes sir, her mother was an addict, I doubt she will even take one unless we force her too,” I explain as the doctor nods.
“Good, you are all free to leave at anytime and if anything happens or you have any questions, don’t hesitate to contact this hospital or any on call doctor in whatever city you are in at the time,” he says. “I must be off. Take good care of her gentlemen. Goodbye Carly, take care,” he says, waving goodbye as he leaves us is the room.
“So Bruce,” Carly says to Andy, an amused smile on her face. “How did you get changed?”
Once we got to the hospital Carly was quickly pushed into a large room and had the curtains pulled closed as the glass doors slid securely closed, blocking me out from whatever they were doing in there. Sighing I make myself comfortable in one of the thinly padded seats that lined the walls and waited, watching as feet continuously moved around, only visible under the curtain surrounding Carly.
“Hey man, how is she?” Andy’s voice asks, breaking me out of my trance just as a man, probably around thirty or so, pushes a big weird looking machine into her room and through the curtains, blocking Carly from view once again. “That’s the x-ray machine they used when I broke my ribs.”
“That makes sense then, they’re checking for internal bleeding and assessing her ribs. I don’t know anything else yet,” I explain with a shrug, looking over at Andy and the rest of the guys as the officer from earlier walks in with a female officer who leans against the nurses’ station as the cop, I think she said his name was John, disappears behind the curtain as the x-ray man and machine go off down the hall.
“I’m sure she is going to be fine man,” Ashley says as he pushes away from the wall he had his back against.
“Yeah, probably,” I whisper out as the cop comes back out, shaking his head. He approaches the woman officer as I stand up and we all move a few steps forward.
“We need the kit,” he states, clearly disgusted and angry. The woman nods, a solemn expression on her face as I feel my heart jump to my throat as I clench my hands into fists.
“Sir,” Jinxx says after noticing my inability to speak just as the woman walks back with a box saying ‘EVIDENCE. SEXUAL ASSULT KIT.’ "What kit?”
“A fucking rape kit,” I exclaim as he looks over at us. “That bastard raped her!”
“Unfortunately, according to Miss Mora,” the officer explains as he and the woman walk back into Carly’s room swiftly.
“I will kill him. I will kill that sleazy, no good son of a bitch,” I seethe, my heart breaking the whole time for the beautiful woman who has always been like a sister to me. I feel a hand squeeze my shoulder firmly as my body goes numb, my shoulders slumping. Jake slings my arm across his shoulders and quickly gets me seated as my legs wobble. Leaning forward, my head braced in my hands I fight through the thoughts and emotions tearing through me as I focus on how I am going to help Carly from here out. Starting with going back to the shoulder she always leaned on when she needed.
“She is going to be okay,” Andy says after about five minutes. “She’s got you, your family. Hell CC, she has got all of us and so do you. We will take it one day at a time and figure out everything as we move forward, okay brother?”
“Yeah, hell if you guys want you can bring her out on the rest of the tour!” Ashley points out. “We have the extra bunk space and I am sure that you both will need each other through the rest of the healing process.”
“I’d like that,” I whisper out with a smile. “But what if she just wants to go back home to my parents?”
“Dude, let’s cross that bridge when we reach it,” Jake says. “Besides, if you two were as close as you say you were, she won’t want to be away from her brother more than she already has been.”
“The mighty Pitts speaks the great wisdom,” Jinxx says, clapping Jake on the back as the sliding doors woosh open and the two cops walk back out. The woman leaves with the rape kit as John stops near us and clears his throat as we all stand.
“Could you all follow me please, I must speak with you before I escort you to visit with Miss Mora,” he explains, ushering us into a small grey room with just a table and some chairs. We all sit down as he closes the door before sitting down as well.
“Is she going to be okay?” I immediately ask.
“Physically, in a few weeks, yes. About ten weeks. She has three broken and one fractured rib on her right side and severe bruising to all of the ribs on her left. She also has a severely bruised liver. But overall she will heal physically. Emotionally...it may take a much longer period of time, she has been abused physically, mentally, emotionally as well as sexually for at least four years. This isn’t her first visit here, as a matter of fact, over the past four years she has visited each hospital in and around this state at last three times a year...”
“And nobody assumed that it was domestic abuse?” I ask, shaking my head as I take everything in.
“We didn’t realize it. Officer Jenkins ran through all of the identification Mr. Anderson had on his persons upon his arrest in all the precincts and found him bringing a woman with him at all times, all under a different name, never under Mora as we’ve had a nationwide alert out for her name since she was reported missing four years ago,” he explains.
“Sneaky, slimy bastard,” Andy mutters in anger.
“As it is right now he is under arrest for sexual assault, fraud, domestic abuse, physical assault as well as kidnapping. I am going to slap as many charges as possible against him.”
“Thank you,” I state. “Is there anything else that I need? Or can I please just go to see my cousin now?”
“Just to warn you to be patient and understanding with her. This is not just something that will get better in a few days. She will have flashbacks, something as small as dropping a book could trigger a memory or emotion. She will have nightmares and night terrors, she will have mood swings. Right now her self worth is nothing, she will feel like trash for a long period of time, she will also feel ashamed and guilty and she will blame herself. She will need a solid, unwavering support system around her, helping her heal."
“No offense sir, but you seem to have a very graphic understanding of this process,” Jinxx states quietly.
“Son, my sister and brother were kidnapped when they were thirteen...I was fifteen at the time. My sister was brutally tortured and raped for well over two years; my brother was murdered in front of her shortly before her rescue. It is the reason that I became a police officer. I have firsthand knowledge because of what those creatures did to my family. Now,” he says as he stands up, each of us in shock of his explanation still sitting. “If you will follow me I can take you all to her room.”
“Thank you officer,” I say as we all stand and follow him out of the room where he holds a small card with his information on it, out to me.
“I know who you guys are, and I know that she is going to leave with you, probably within the next few hours. So if you ever need something or if she has any questions you think I can answer, please don’t hesitate to call me. I will also be keeping in contact with you on the case as the judge may need her to testify but, with any luck, she will never have to see that pig again,” he says after I take the card from his fingers and follow him down the hall a bit to where he holds the door open as I walk in, followed by the guys. Carly lays motionless on the bed with her eyes closed as I rest my hand on top of hers.
“You don’t have to be so quiet,” she suddenly says, opening her eyes. “I’m awake.”
“When have I ever been quiet squirt,” I say making her laugh as she immediately wraps an arm around her ribs, wincing. “Fucked you up good huh chickey.”
“You kidding me,” she says before holding the button to make her bed lean up. “Never felt better. Could probably run a marathon.”
“She’s a funny one,” Ashley whispers to somebody.
“Told you she was,” I say with a chuckle.
“So Christian,” she says. “Are you going to introduce me or am I going to have to just make up my own names?”
“Honestly, I’m curious as to possible names,” I hear Jake say.
“I’ll introduce you after you try and get their names.”
“Okay, so you,” she says pointing at Ashley. “I’m going to say you look like a nick. Yeah, I’m going to call you Nick. And you look like a Jeremy,” she states, pointing at Jinxx who laughs. “And you look like a Jordan or a Jacob...not really sure,” she muses, chewing on her bottom lip. “I’ll go with Jordan. And you...holy blue eyes batman,” she says, clearly just looking at Andy for the first time as we all laugh at her reaction. “You totally don’t look like it but you’re going to be Bruce.”
“Bruce huh?” Andy jokes. “What do I actually look like?”
“Probably an Andrew or Alex,” she says with a shrug.
“Well Carly,” I say pointing at Ashley. “His name is Ashley, not Nick. Jeremy you go right but we call him Jinxx.” “Score for me,” she says, nodding with a smile as I point to Jake. “He’s Jake and Bruce, is actually Andrew.”
“Call me Andy though please,” he says, smiling.
“Pretty damn close!” she states smiling widely before looking at Ashley. “Sorry about the royal name screw up, I never would have considered Ashley.”
“Its fine, nobody really does,” he says with a wink.
“Serious question though,” Jake says. “How are you feeling?”
“I’ve been better, I’ve been worse. The pain killers are kicking in right now,” she explains.
“You are quite the woman,” Jinxx says. “You’re almost as awesome as my wife, Sammi.”
“Is she the woman who had my head in her lap?”
“Yes, that would be my Sammi Doll.”
“I’m going to have to give her a hug.”
“Ahh, Miss Mora. Good to see you smiling,” the doctor says as he walks into the room.
“What’s up doc,” she says, smiling.
“Well I have some good news. Everything will be fine in a few weeks. You are going to be very sore for a while with your ribs but other than that, everything else, physically, will be back to normal within a couple of weeks. Also, we put an emergency rush on those tests and they’ve all come back negative and we, so far, have eight DNA matches with Mr. Anderson. We’re going to nail him.”
“Thanks,” she says with a small smile and a nod.
“Also, probably the best news,” he says as he holds up a clipboard, waving it slightly. “I have your release papers. All you have to do is sign it and you’re free to leave. All you have to do is visit a doctor for a check up on your ribs every two weeks, rest as much as possible and refrain from any sort of strenuous activities for a minimum of six weeks. So, no sports, jumping, intense dancing and no sex.”
“Got it, only’ one problem there Doc...” she says, taking the clip board. “I have no clothes...your nurses cut them off of me.”
“Got you covered,” Andy says with a smile. “As we speak Sammi is buying you a whole new wardrobe. In the meantime,” he holds up a bag from a chair. “You’re going to have some of our clothes.”
“Okay, thank you guys,” she replies, signing her release papers before carefully moving to climb from the bed slowly, Andy immediately helping her.
“Try carefully twisting an inch or so at a time towards me, it shouldn’t hurt so much, yes, perfect! Just like that.”
“Well aren’t you Mister Smarty-pants,” she jokes. “How’d you figure that out?”
“Oh, I tried to fly a couple of years ago...failed and smashed my ribs off of some marble...the rest is history.”
“We’ll show you some of the video’s sometime,” Ashley states.
“Mr. Mora,” the doctor says, grabbing my attention. He holds out a small bottle of pills out. “These are her pain pills, oxycodine. They are extremely addictive but her allergy to morphine made us have to resort to this. If you can avoid her taking them more than twice a week, everything should be okay.”
“Yes sir, her mother was an addict, I doubt she will even take one unless we force her too,” I explain as the doctor nods.
“Good, you are all free to leave at anytime and if anything happens or you have any questions, don’t hesitate to contact this hospital or any on call doctor in whatever city you are in at the time,” he says. “I must be off. Take good care of her gentlemen. Goodbye Carly, take care,” he says, waving goodbye as he leaves us is the room.
“So Bruce,” Carly says to Andy, an amused smile on her face. “How did you get changed?”
Notes
Thank you all so much for the comments!! I've got a killer migraine right now so I'm sorry, I'm not doing the exact shout out I normally do! (maybe I will fix it later, lord knows) Congrats to the guys on the GG as well as standing up for themselves...I would have done the exact same thing!Anywho,
thanks for reading I really appreciate comments :) they make me magically delicious :P
Also, I have up to chapter seven in this written out in long hand...i just have to type it up and post it.
ALSO
I am in the midst of writing an Avenged Sevenfold ZOMBIE story, and I am just curious.....would anybody be interested in PERHAPS a BVB Zombie story? it would probably be slow going but it is just a thought i have been nursing..
thanks again and sorry for the longest note in the history of meeee :P
Love always,
KV
you're not a dink.... hii! sorry, i'm drinking a starbucks energy rink!!!!!!
12/10/14