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purplish bruise on my cheek, but they didn’t stare, and they didn’t
come rushing over like there was something they could actually do
to help with it. I guessed the not rushing over had a lot to do
with my police escort, though, and not so much with their
respectfulness.
Doctor Hershel ended up helping, or really,
she was the one poking and prodding, swabbing, and documenting me
into the system while her assistant, Nurse Rency, took pictures and
offered me pain pills that I turned down.
“I don’t really take much medication,” I
tried to explain to her, but she looked relatively confused before
shrugging.
“That’s fine, Arianna,” Doctor Hershel told
me, “We’re not going to make you take the pain meds… you just look
like you could use them.”
“It’s not as painful as the migraines I get
sometimes, and I don’t take anything for those either,” I countered
with my own shrug, “Thanks, though.”
“Tell you what, though, to make us both feel
more comfortable,” Doctor Hershel started, pulling out her
prescription pad and quickly scribbling on it before handing me the
top sheet, “If you decide you need them, this will get you just
some high strength Ibuprofen, but if you decide you don’t, you can
shred it and forget about it.”
I barely nodded and accepted the paper,
really just intending to go home and rip it up, but she was being
really nice, so I thought I’d hang onto it for a few days.
“That should be everything, Arianna… we’ve
got all the documentation we can get. If you’d like to use the
bathroom to change back into your street clothes, I’ll talk to
Detective Gaines,” Doctor Hershel offered and I quickly gathered up
my few clothes and little purse and darted into the bathroom.
“Did everything turn out okay?” Detective
Gaines queried as my eyes darted to the door between us.
“Better than I wish it had…” Doctor Hershel
replied, “It is obvious there was force used… the bruises on her
wrists and thighs are so bad that we might be able to get
handprints from them to compare sizing. We did the swab, but I
doubt with the morning after pill and the passing time that
anything will come of that… The bruise on her face… as horrible as
it is, will be extremely helpful, because… I can say with
certainty, that that bruise was caused by an adult male hand.”
“Her father called… he and the youngest Gray
were able to retrieve her sheets… I’m sure that will provide the
last bit of proof we need,” Detective Gaines reported, but her gaze
shifted to the door as I pulled it open and stepped out in my jeans
and shirt with my bruise covered again.
“Can I go home now?” I queried and they both
nodded, the detective holding the main door open for me.
“I’ll take you to Austin, he’ll take you
home,” she stated and I slipped out of the room, watching her feet
more than anything else while we made our way through the hospital
to the waiting room.
I sensed him before I looked, and when I
looked, Austin was sitting alone in the room, despite the other
people nearby. He was giving a very fierce ‘stay away’ vibe, and
that was what I had felt; but when his eyes landed on me, the vibe
went away and he smiled softly as I heard the squeal of girls in
the room. Squeals which turned to whispers when he got up and
walked quickly over to me.
“Let’s go home,” he insisted and I only
nodded, glancing at the detective who smiled and nodded.
“You’re good to go; there’s nothing else we
can do right now,” she explained and Austin led me out to his car
and got it started away from the hospital before he spoke
again.
“Dad and Jay got the sheets,” he remarked; I
already knew that from overhearing Doctor Hershel and Detective
Gaines. “I messed up, Anna…” he murmured and I bit my lip as my
eyes shifted curiously to him, “Mom thought it was some big joke…
and told Mark… and he bolted. He’s nowhere to be found….”
I stared at him
purplish bruise on my cheek, but they didn’t stare, and they didn’t
come rushing over like there was something they could actually do
to help with it. I guessed the not rushing over had a lot to do
with my police escort, though, and not so much with their
respectfulness.
Doctor Hershel ended up helping, or really,
she was the one poking and prodding, swabbing, and documenting me
into the system while her assistant, Nurse Rency, took pictures and
offered me pain pills that I turned down.
“I don’t really take much medication,” I
tried to explain to her, but she looked relatively confused before
shrugging.
“That’s fine, Arianna,” Doctor Hershel told
me, “We’re not going to make you take the pain meds… you just look
like you could use them.”
“It’s not as painful as the migraines I get
sometimes, and I don’t take anything for those either,” I countered
with my own shrug, “Thanks, though.”
“Tell you what, though, to make us both feel
more comfortable,” Doctor Hershel started, pulling out her
prescription pad and quickly scribbling on it before handing me the
top sheet, “If you decide you need them, this will get you just
some high strength Ibuprofen, but if you decide you don’t, you can
shred it and forget about it.”
I barely nodded and accepted the paper,
really just intending to go home and rip it up, but she was being
really nice, so I thought I’d hang onto it for a few days.
“That should be everything, Arianna… we’ve
got all the documentation we can get. If you’d like to use the
bathroom to change back into your street clothes, I’ll talk to
Detective Gaines,” Doctor Hershel offered and I quickly gathered up
my few clothes and little purse and darted into the bathroom.
“Did everything turn out okay?” Detective
Gaines queried as my eyes darted to the door between us.
“Better than I wish it had…” Doctor Hershel
replied, “It is obvious there was force used… the bruises on her
wrists and thighs are so bad that we might be able to get
handprints from them to compare sizing. We did the swab, but I
doubt with the morning after pill and the passing time that
anything will come of that… The bruise on her face… as horrible as
it is, will be extremely helpful, because… I can say with
certainty, that that bruise was caused by an adult male hand.”
“Her father called… he and the youngest Gray
were able to retrieve her sheets… I’m sure that will provide the
last bit of proof we need,” Detective Gaines reported, but her gaze
shifted to the door as I pulled it open and stepped out in my jeans
and shirt with my bruise covered again.
“Can I go home now?” I queried and they both
nodded, the detective holding the main door open for me.
“I’ll take you to Austin, he’ll take you
home,” she stated and I slipped out of the room, watching her feet
more than anything else while we made our way through the hospital
to the waiting room.
I sensed him before I looked, and when I
looked, Austin was sitting alone in the room, despite the other
people nearby. He was giving a very fierce ‘stay away’ vibe, and
that was what I had felt; but when his eyes landed on me, the vibe
went away and he smiled softly as I heard the squeal of girls in
the room. Squeals which turned to whispers when he got up and
walked quickly over to me.
“Let’s go home,” he insisted and I only
nodded, glancing at the detective who smiled and nodded.
“You’re good to go; there’s nothing else we
can do right now,” she explained and Austin led me out to his car
and got it started away from the hospital before he spoke
again.
“Dad and Jay got the sheets,” he remarked; I
already knew that from overhearing Doctor Hershel and Detective
Gaines. “I messed up, Anna…” he murmured and I bit my lip as my
eyes shifted curiously to him, “Mom thought it was some big joke…
and told Mark… and he bolted. He’s nowhere to be found….”
I stared at him
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