𝑨𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒂
Today I woke up feeling grumpy and i quickly took a shower and dressed in some high waisted shorts with a crop top and white chucks.
I made my way downstairs and ate breakfast, just as I finished cleaning the kitchen counter I heard a loud knock on the front door.
A maid was cleaning around the door area so she opened the door, I heard muffled voices coming from the door so I wondered what was going on. I was about to go back to my room when she called out to me. I walked to the door to see whoever was outside but froze in my tracks. My stomach immediately churned.
"What are you doing here?"
"That's no way to talk to your father princess."
He chuckled as I plastered a stern frown on my face. What does he want now? And why is he here when Damian is out of the country? Something isn't right.
"What do you want?" I spat.
"Can't I come and see how my precious daughter is faring? You are my daughter after all."
"I stopped being your daughter the moment you sold me out, but I must thank you cause that's the best decision you've ever made for me."
"Listen here tramp, you owe me for everything good I've done for you. And now is the time to be kind and real nice to your family."
"I owe you nothing, now get out of here." Immediately I turned to shut the door, he gripped me by my hair and pulled me outside the house to the ground. I fell on my back, hitting my head on the pavement. I screamed in pain.
"You think because you whored your way into a billionaires bed you're now something? You're nothing, you'll never amount to anything, your life is useless and you'll forever be my tool you hear me? So the earlier you get off your high horse the better cause I'm just an inch away from ending your miserable life you bitch." He spat.
He picked me up and slammed me hard on the ground, with a loud crack, I banged my head and everything began to get fuzzy. I received several kicks to my ribs and I am pretty sure it's broken. I screamed at the top of my lungs for someone to help me, and luckily for me the maid who opened the door for my dad passed by and saw him assault me so she panicked and called for help.
It wasn't until I heard my ribs crack that I saw Zack fire a shot at my dad's leg. He screamed in agony and collapsed on the ground. He held onto his legs while I just remained barely breathing on the ground, clutching my stomach in pain. I struggled to breathe as it felt like air was being sucked out of my lungs. I slowly drifted into darkness.
I was woken up by the pain. My senses or whatever was left of it slowly returned to me. I could barely breathe properly. The stinging at the back of my already bandaged head reminded me of the fact that I was now in a hospital, bandaged all around like a mummy. The pain I felt just from breathing made me terrified of moving at all, I couldn't control the tears that flowed down my cheeks. I was angry, extremely angry. The fact that he had the guts to still lay his hands on me even after selling me off made my inside burn.
I was so lost in my own thoughts that i failed to notice a middle aged man who I assumed was the doctor standing a few feet from me with a small smile on his face.
"Feeling much better?"
"Where am I?"
He gave me a playful duh expression and I couldn't help it but to roll my eyes.
"I meant which hospital."
"You've been unconscious for 17 hours now, you sustained a lot of injuries and I won't advise you to try to get up cause of your broken ribs. There's a button behind you, don't hesitate to press it when you need any help, a nurse will attend to you immediately. Now if you'll excuse me."
I was taken aback. He seemed suspicious but I had little to no strength to even think about it so I gave in to the darkness that consumed me.
I felt two warm hands on my face, it wasn't until he spoke that I realized it was Justin. When did he get back? have I been here for a week already? He can't possibly abandon his important meeting for me right? I questioned myself.
"That bastard! I'm so sorry i wasn't here to protect you. I should have known better, but I promise you he will pay for laying a finger on you."
I could feel the pain in his voice and I knew he meant everything he said. I couldn't help but to feel scared for the man i call my father even though he deserve whatever was coming for him. I heard retreating footsteps so I knew he had left the ward.
After trying for a few more times or so I thought to open my eyes, I finally and slowly opened my eyes, blinking a couple of times so my eyes adjusts to the light in the room. Doctor Murphy walked in with the usual small smile on his face and I knew he had something good for me. I smiled back.
"You will be discharged today but we will assign to you a personal nurse to help you out with whatever you may need help with. You'll need to get enough rest as possible cause your body needs it now. You suffered from a few broken ribs, a head injury, broken jaw and a sprained ankle so do not try to move around much, stay in bed so you can heal faster and lastly always remember to pray."
He walked out of the ward and almost immediately Justin walked in ever so gracefully.
"Hi."
"Hi." I smiled shyly.
"How are you feeling? Better?"
"Yeah, the doctor just informed me that I'll be discharged today but will be assigned a personal nurse. Did you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Ask the doctor to discharge me today and assign a personal nurse to me." He stared at me blankly.
"I noticed how uncomfortable you looked whilst asleep, so I asked for you to be discharged."
"Thanks then."
"You're welcome baby."
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