After explaining/lying to my dad and sister about what happened they calmed down.. however now I'm grounded from my motorcycle for 2 weeks. My dad is sitting by my hospital bed when a doctor comes in he politely asks my dad to leave and of course he protests but when I give him the look he leaves. "Miss Swan your Injury's are not severe thankfully however while we were checking you for injuries.. we saw the many scars on your body." I freeze and my heartbeat accelerates and I grow dizzy. "Miss Swan? Miss swan are you alright?" The doctor asks stupidly. Of course I'm not alright you saw my past in my body! How could I possibly be alright?! Of course I don't say that because I'm a mute and I can't tell him that he'll ask questions. So instead I write down. "Those are from another accident I had." He looks at me clearly not believing me. "Well we looked into your files and there were none to be found, can you explain that?" I shake my head. My files were destroyed in the fire. He sighs and nods his head. "Well then Miss Swan you are free to go but your ribs may be sore for a while so be careful. Nodding my head I get out of the bed slowly wincing in pain but still managing to stay on my feet. Luckily my dad brought me cloths so as soon as the doctor leaves I change but as I do that I look at my body in the mirror. The scars go all across my body from knife wounds to whip lashes on my back I begin to cry at the horrible body I see.
turning away from the mirror I pull down my shirt and dry my tears. As I walk out of the room and close the door softly I spot my dad a few feet away from me talking to the doctor that just spoke to me. Growing nervous I quickly walk over there ignoring the pain in my ribs. "Well you see sir your daughter has some-" he's cut off my me yanking his arm viciously turning him around I look at him with anger in my eyes and he gets the message. He leaves and my dad gives me a questionable look but I ignore it. We head to his car but not before I see Dr.Cullen looking at me curiously. Again I ignore someone for the umpteenth the me today. Dad parked far away so I got to walk in pain for at least 5 minuets. We finally reach the car and I slowly but surly get in the passengers seat. We ride home in silence not knowing what to say to each other. Once we reach the house I walk inside with my dads help and he helps me up the stairs and into my room. I sign. "Thank you." To him and he says your welcome then leaves me alone in my room. Carefully I lay under my covers still in my cloths and fall asleep and the nightmares come back this time stronger than ever.