I walked into the hospital room first because I was scared to go to see if the dead body was hers, I just couldn’t do it and I prayed like hell that my daughter is still alive.
It was her.
She was lying in the hospital bed looking so lifeless and she looked really bad. I have never seen so many bruises and cuts on her in my life. Her head was wrapped up and so was her arm. I mean how could you do this to a person?
She is so nice to everyone I don’t think she should have deserved all this and I just can’t sit here and look at her like that because it hurts.
I turned around heading for the door because I was about to break down and Khalil grabbed me and pulled me into his arms and I just let it all out. He was so tensed because he was more angry and mad than he was sad because that’s his little girl and I understand where he’s coming from.
“Just take me home and you can come back…I can’t sit here and look at her like this.” I cried.
“Kesha calm down, she’ll be alright.” He said trying to convince me but I was not believing that at all.
“…I can’t be here, it’s too much.”
The doctor walked in and he stared at us for a moment.
“Are you Mr. and Mrs. Simmons?” he asked.
“Yes.” Khalil said.
“I’m Dr. Vegan and I just want to talk to you about your daughter?”
“Yeah go ahead.”
“Well she has just been check in and we are still running tests, right now she’s in a coma and should be waking up from it very soon but when she does wake up it’s no guarantee that she’ll have any memory and it may be completely wiped out. Only time will tell. She is severely bruised to certain parts of her body that may take months to heal while other may only take a couple of weeks. We checked her vision and it’s a little off and if it happens to get worst well she could lose her eyesight completely. I want you to know that we are still running tests and that these are completely accurate but it’s a chance she will have bad problems once she wakes.” Dr. Vegan said.
Khalil’s grip on me got tighter and I know he was just as frustrated as I was.
“Will she have to have surgery or anything?” Khalil asked.
“Not right at the moment because the tests results have not come back in yet, she may have a little brain damage but that’s also being tested right now and when the results get back in, I will sure let you guys know. Do you have any questions or concerns?”
“No sir.” Khalil said.
“Okay, if you need me then here’s my number.” He said handing Khalil a card before walking out.
Not even two seconds later when he walked out two police officers walked in and two people behind them I couldn’t see yet.
Khalil stared at me strangely before turning around and he let me go and stared.
It was MY Zack!
And I’m assuming his son because they looked just ALIKE.
His son beat my daughter up just like his dad use to do me!
“Get them out right now!!” I yelled with tears streaming down my face.
So many different things were running through my head right now I didn’t know what to do. I was scared, mad, sad and everything else all at the same damn time.
“Kesha baby you don’t miss me?” Zack Sr. said smiling.
Khalil pushed him against the wall and put his arm at Zack’s throat like he was ready to kill him and I didn’t know what to do.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM BITCH?!” Khalil shouted.
The police officers were trying to pull Khalil off but you know how tall Khalil is and the officers are short. It was gonna take more than two for Khalil because he was muscular.
“Khalil get your fucking hands off me.” Zack Sr. said.
“Khalil let him go so we can leave.” I begged.