The Secret

Get Off (25)

Ash's POV

"I don't think so!" I replied as I ran onto the rug which then slid out from under me making me to fall to the floor shaking the whole upstairs. Ashlyn then jumped ontop of me pinning me to the floor and wiped whipped cream on me. "Ow, ow, ow! Get off! Get off!" I winced in pain.

"W-what it?" Ashlyn asked me worridly as she turned to dad as he was walked towards us as I continued to lay on the floor in pain as I grasped my stomach.

"Whats going on?" Mum asked as she came rushing out of her bedroom to the sound of me in pain with a worried look on her face.

"My stomach!" I shouted as I lifted my shirt to reveal one of the cuts that spanded 6 inches on my stomach and stretched to one of my ribs, torn back open as blood began to gush from the open wound. It hurt more than when I got the cut since it was already starting to heal and it got torn back open.

"O-oh my god I'm so sorry" Ashlyn said as I could barely hear her from being in pain as tears ran down her face.

"It's not your fault. Shes had these cuts already." I heard mum tell Ashlyn. "Just get some paper towels, NOW!" She shouted at Ashlyn in a panic.

"Mummy what's going on, is Ash ok?" I could hear Angelo ask mum trying to look at me over mums shoulder.

"Yes peanut just go back and play with your toys." Mum said as she motioned for Angelo to go back to his play room. When Ashlyn came back with the paper towels mum eagerly took them from her and ripped some off and started putting pressure to my cuts.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow." I wince in pain the second mum touched my stomach.

"I'm sorry baby. But ir has to be done to reduce the bleeding" Mum said as she continued to apply pressure to my stomach. "Simon go get the hydrogen peroxide " Mum continue as she motioned to the bathroom.

"FUUUCCKKKK!" I moan still laying on my back, knowing it was gonna burn the second she puts the hydrogen peroxide on the cut. But I know it has to be done so it doesn't get infected.

"I know baby but it won't sting for long." Mum said rubbing my arm which was comforting. "Ok grab dad's had" I heard mum tell me as she grabbed the peroxide from dad. "3.....2.....1" She counted so I could prepare myself.

"SHIIIITTT!" I said grinding my teeth and squeezing dad's hand tighter and tighter as each second went by that mum was putting the hydrogen peroxide on my cut.

"Babe look I think she needs to go to the hospital." Mum said quietly as pointed at the cut. "Ash do you know how deep that cut is?" Mum asked me as she put pressure on it again making me flinch.

"Yeah but I never went to the hospital, and it happened the day before I left that shit hole." I said. I knew I needed to get stiches but I had no one to take me.

"Your gonna need stitches babe." Mum said as dad handed her gause. Those were the words I didn't want the hear. But I know it needs to be done.

"Ok Ashlyn you stay here and watch Angelo while we take Ash to the hospital." Dad said grabbing his keys from his dresser and running downstairs and out the door to start the car. He then came rushing back in and carried me to the car. Mum sat in back with me and I layed my head on her lap with my feet up on the seat so I could lay flat on my back. The whole time mum ran her fingers through my hair comforting me to help me keep calm.

The car ride seemed to never end. I started to become light headed from the pain of the now reopen cut on my stomach. "It's gonna be ok, we're almost there." Mum said as we were 5 minutes away while she kept pressure on the cut to reduce the bleeding.

"How you doing back there?" Dad asked as he turned to look at me while we were stopped at a red light.

"It burns." I say as the light turned green and dad put his foot on the gas.

"Just hang in there, we're almost there" Dad said as we turned onto the street that the hospital is on. As we pulled into the parking lot I heard mum breath a sigh of relief.

"We're here" She said as she went to unbuckle her seat belt but then realized she hadn't put it on since we had been in such a hurry to leave to get me to the hospital.

When dad parked the car he ran the mums door and they both helped me out of the car. Dad carried me to the door while mum ran into the emergency room and gave them my information so they can admit me and stitch up the cut.

They immediately put me in a room and a nurse came in a disinfected my cut. And boy did it burn. I swore it burned more when she did it then when mum did it when we we're at the house. I squeezed mums had so tight she had to make me squeeze dad's hand since she knew I would be squeezing even harder once they started doing the stiches.

When the doctor came in my heart started beating a million miles an hour. I knew stitches hurt but I just don't know how much since I had never had stitches done before. He put some numbing medicine around the outside of the cut but said I was still gonna fill a slight prick when he did each stitch. And he wasn't lieing. It hurt more then when you prick your finger on a needle, but it hurt more than that especially since in was on my stomach and on part of my rib which is where your skin is most sensitive to pain.

The he finished putting in the stitches he gave a prescription for pain killers and for a medicine to help keep out infection and reduce inflammation. After he handed us the prescriptions we headed home. I left with almost 20 stitches and tons of meds.

Before we could head home we had to run to the drug store to get the meds I have to take to help with pain, infection, and swelling.

The whole ride home I had to lay down in the back seat since sitting up was painful. This time mum sat in the front so I could use the whole back seat make sure I could be comfortable.

"THEIR HOME! THEIR HOME! THEIR HOME!" I could hear my energetic littld brother shout runnig out the front door to greet us as we pulled into the drive. He's so sweet.