Chapter 2
I stared at her, confusion must have showed on my face, because she put down her phone, and stood. Walking closer to me she sighed a look of revulsion maring her perfect face. I had no idea who she was, or why she was in my room. She looked to be several inches taller than me, with perfectly styled hair, and expertly applied makeup. Her clothes and shoes were expensive, as was her diamond wedding ring.
”I’m sorry, who are you?” I croaked. The woman sighed again, the expression on her face plainly showing she would rather be anywhere else.
”Im your mother Emilia,” she snapped as her phone started ringing. She shook her head and retreated to her chair, grabbed the phone jabing at the screen, and hissing into the phone.
” I don’t know Clint, she just woke up, no she’s not going to be presentable any time soon, shes a mess” The woman who is aparently my long lost mother snapped into the phone.
”Ok then,” I mumbled, closing my eyes again. First my abusive father beats me unconsious. Now this woman who is a complete stranger, and claiming to be my mother, was standing in the corner of my room, growling and hissing into her phone.
”I can’t understand why you would want her anywhere near your house,” she complainied “Its going to completly disrupt our lives, not to mention your campain and think about the boys, this is still their home, when they come back on leave or during breaks from college they don't need some broken worthless girl, who is obviously trouble being thrown into their peaceful home.” her voice changed from angry growls, to concerned loving parent like the flick of a switch.
I groaned quietly, wondering if I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep she would go away. I did just that and must have acutally fallen asleep, because I was startled awake by the loud click of a heal tapping angrly on the floor.
”Well its about time, were you planning on sleeping the whole day?” she snapped
”Ummm, Im in the hospital, what else am I supposed to be doing?” I snap, “ I’m having a shit day, Im obvously hurt, and Im supposed to be resting” If I could have flipped her off I would have but even that small amount of movement was to painful.
I wanted this woman gone, I didnt care who she claimed to be. I didnt remember my mother, she had left before I was two years old according to my father, anything that she left behind had been destroyed so I didnt even know what she looked like. There had been no trace of her left in the house. I slowly moved my good arm over to the bed railing and tapped the nurse call button. A few minutes later a nurse walked in followed by the doctor.
”Oh honey Im so glad to see you awake,” the nurse said in a gental voice. She efficently moved around my bed, bumping my mother further away me. She quietly began taking my vitals, and checking the various machines, and tubes that I was connected to, while the doctor went over my list of injuries.
”Well young lady, you are very lucky,” the doctor stated, looking up from the tablet he was carrying. “two of your ribs are badly broken, and you are lucky they did not puncture your lungs, Several others have small fractures or brusies.” he paused to gently move aside a corner of the gown to check the wrap.
”Your arm was broken in two places, we need to wait for the swelling to go down, then we will have a better idea of what needs to be done.” He poked at my broken arm, asking if I can wiggle my fingers.
”Excue me doctor,” my mother said pushing her way between the doctor and my bed.
”When excatly can Emilia be released?” She sighed dramaticly “You have no idea how inconvient this whole ordeal has been, I have had to cancle all of my appointments today, just to be here, and some of them. have taken months to get in the first place.”
”Wow” I mouthed to the doctor, a small smile appeared on his face and he rolled his eyes.
” Well Mrs. Peters, as I have told you already, Emmy.”
”Its Emilia, not Emmy,” my mother snapped, “if she has to live with us she will use her proper name, not some juvenile nickname.”
” Anyway, as I was saying” the doctor continued completely ignoring my mothers outburst. “She has broken and bruised ribs, a severely broken arm, a broken nose, and concussion, that caused a loss of consciousness, shes not going anywhere for at least twenty-four hours.”
Sighing dramatically, she stomped her way back to the corner of the room, phone held to her ear.
” No Clint, she’s not being released today, I had to sit here all day and cancle my hair appointment for nothing. Do you know how long it takes to get an appointment with Andrew? Its a three month wait, and I had to miss it. Now my hair wont be done the way I wanted for the campain dinner tonight.” She sniffled patheticly into the phone. “I only have four hours to get ready and now I will have to do my own hair.” She continued to sniffle into the phone as the doctor and I shared a What the Fuck look. He patted my leg gently.
”Dont worry Emmy I will get rid of her for you, get some rest, I will have the nurse come back with pain meds in a few minutes” He said over his shoulder as he usherd my mother out of the room, her whiny voice suddenly cut off my the closing of the door.