"Doctor. Smith, have you called India collins relatives yet?"
"Yes, they'll be here soon, for now, keep her breathing please." I said, flipping my note book. "Yes, doctor-" the nurse said.
"I can't believe how shit the world's getting." Charlie said lowly.
"The world has always been shit." I continued.
"Kelly, don't be so negative."
"What? You was the one who even referred the world as shit."
"Let me check her status.." I continued.
"I'll check it."
I rolled my eyes, "Stab wound to the shoulder. Head, back and stomach bruising, deep cut to the wrist and a deep slice to the waist. She appears to already have scarring around her wrists."
"Jesus, were these people trying to kill the poor girl?" I asked.
"I know, it's disgusting." He replied.
The door busted open, "-is she okay? Is my baby okay?" A woman yelled, running towards the bed.
"Ma'm! Please, be careful, India is very fragile right now." I said.
She stroked her face, "s-sorry, I just-.."
"We understand." Charlie said. "Wha-what happened?"
"She just came crawling from an alley, literally pouring blood." I explained.
"Luckily enough, me and doctor Smith was walking along off duty."
"Thank you." She blubbered. "It's okay, ma'm."
Two men walked in shortly after, "-is she okay?"
"Does she look okay?" The woman barked.
"Is this really the time and place?" The other man yelled.
India P O V:
"Jase, get me a drink please, baby?" I called from the sofa, blunt tightened in between my lips.
"Alright." he replied.
He came in with a can of coke, "Thanks." I said, taking a puff as I cracked it open.
"No problem." He replied, flickering through the channels beside me.
"Baby.."
"Yeah?" I replied.
"I know who it was."
I looked at him, "Baby.."
"The facebook, the messages, Ruby, the attack."
I sat up straight and grabbed his hands quickly.
"Where are you getting this from?" I asked, beginning to panic. I put the blunt down in the tray and looked directly at him.
"It's been her all along, and we've all been so oblivious."
"Who?" I laughed nervously.
"Angelica."
"No, no-.."
"India, stop laughing. It's her, it was all her. It all adds up, you need to sum it all up and she equals it. Think about it. Don't make this a joke while she's so close."
I looked down at our hands, "Angelica, tr-tried to kill me? Rubella ..and the suicide, are you sure?"
"When you wake up, you'll know. You have to grab all the puzzle pieces and put them together yourself, when you got the puzzle, you show everyone and you do one thing."
"What's that?"
"You. Ruin. Her."
I shot up in a scream, "India, calm down, it's okay sweetie." The doctor cooed laying me back down.
I looked down at my body, I was in a hospital gown. I could feel the plasters on my wounds under neath. My right arm was weak from the stab and my wrist was fragile as ever.
"Where is everyone?"
"I'll go and get them, you stay put dear."
I nodded and relaxed my back.
Angelica?
I still can't get it in my head. The girl would never even hurt a fly.
It all adds up?..but- but how?
I moaned, "my god, my side is on fire."
"Oh shit, Jacob, I need to call him." I panicked, sitting up again. My body tightened and I yelled in pain. "Ugh, he's gonna have to wait." I groaned.
Gloria walked in, "Oh, India, baby.." She kissed my forehead. Jerry and Ron walked in, standing on the other side of the bed.
"How do you feel?" Jerry asked.
"Like shit, big shit."
Gloria chuckled, "The doctor told me you have to stay here for at least 2 days, until they know there's no nerves hit or internal bleeding."
"2 days, seriously?"
"2 days India, and you'll stay put, you hear me?" Ronny demanded.
"I'm not crazy enough to escape the hospital, uncle."
"Yes, yes you are." Jerry grinned.
I rolled my eyes, "None of you tell Jacob yet, he'll worry sick, I tell him." I said sternly. "Don't worry, we knew you'd want to, so we left it."
I nodded and sat back.
"Oh, here's your phone." Gloria said, pulling it out of her pocket. "Charger too." She added, scrummaging in her bag.
The phone had speckles of blood on it.
"So, uh..any idea on who would do this?" Jerry asked.
"No, no idea. But don't worry. I'll put it together."
"She will, she always does." Ron added, patting my delicate thigh.
Next day.
I woke up to the sunlight burning me.
Everyone left me after a couple hours yesterday, Gloria said they'd come back later today and bring me real food, not plastic shit the hospital try to kill you with, and then take me down to the station later.
I sat up, the pains eased up most definitely compared to last night.
I leaned on the edge of the bed and stood up. I was a little unsteady at first, but I got my footing.
My legs and feet were so numb, it felt like I didn't have any.
I walked around my bed slowly, to reach for my phone. I hissed and pulled my arm back.
My arm still really hurts.
It hurts the most, if anything.
I picked it up with my good arm and slid straight to my messages.
Jason: Baby, where are you? I haven't heard from you in a while. Call me or something.
Me: Hey boo, I'm all okay. I'm in the hospital, I got attacked, I guess. I'm in Rosemary Saints Hospital. Come see me when you can, I'll explain then, just know I'm okay now ❤️.
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Jake: Goodnight 💙.
Jake: where's my goodnight back?😒😩.
Jake: MORNING CHICK ❤️.
Jake: India? Is everything okay? I'm a little worried.
Me: Jake, call me babe.
Not even a moment later did my phone ring.
"Hello, Indy?"
"Hey.." I said.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Look listen, yesterday, I got attacked. These people were trying to kill me. I've got a couple wounds but they're not too severe. I'm okay now, I just woke up."
"Attacked? Wait-what, attacked? Like with knives or? India why the fuck didn't you call me yesterday?"
"I couldn't, you asshole."
He sighed, "Jesus India, my heart is racing."
"It's okay, I'm fine. When you get back, I'll be back at home."
"I'm coming home now, are you crazy." He said. "Jacob, just stay the wee-.."
"No."
"You're so complicated." I frowned.
"Shut up, look, keep texting me until I walk into that damn hospital room, see you in a few." He said, "Okay boss, I love you."
"I love you more."
I hung up and sat back.
I dialled Grace.
"Indy, waddup?"
"Grace, hey. Look, I'm in hospital, can you come visit me?"
"Hospital? Da' fuck, why?"
"Come and I'll explain, I'm at Rosemary's, alright?"
"Alright, I'll leave now."
"-thanks."
I hung up.
Around an hour later, Grace stumbled in.
"Oh god, Indy." She said, walking over to my bedside.
"-mm, I look fucked up, right."
"What happened?"
"I got attacked by two bitches."
"Attacked, did they have a weapon?"
I nodded, "a knife."
I revealed my shoulder, "they got me here, here, and here." I said in a sigh.
"Shit." She sneered, placing her hand on my leg.
"Grace, I wanted to talk to you about something else. You see.. everything's kind of been adding up, everything's constantly in contact. This whole Ruby thing and me being attacked and the messages, it's all joined somehow."
"Yeah..wait, you think you know who it is?"
"I think, I think it's..Angee, something's telling me that nothings okay with her. I have a gut feeling she has at least one thing to do with this all. I can tell she dislikes me, I'm not trying to jump to conclusions but."
"Angelica? She's always seemed strange in my eyes. I mean, not to the point to ruin your life, she's not that bad."
"But you don't think that's what she wants us to think? That she's real innocent and sweet, she's using it all as an advantage. We're missing it all."
"I-I don't know." She mumbled.
"Grace, look, I need a favor. I need you to be my ears and eyes while I'm in here. Can you please help me out?"
"Sure- sure I can."
"I know it's alot to ask for but, I need you to go to Angee's house and look around for anything, weird or-or just out of place. Cupboards, under beds. I know it's rude and an invasion of privacy but, we could be dealing with someone more dangerous then we think."
"Alright- yeah, I can do that."
"And Hazel.."
"Hazel has nothing to hide, India." She said sternly. "What the fuck makes you so sure? Her and Angee are like that." I twisted my fingers together.
"I promise you something will come out of this, Grace." I continued.
"Okay, aright- alright. I'll do it. If I find anything, I'll be back, if not -.. "
"Then you text me." I said, picking up my phone.
She nodded.
"Stay safe." She said, kissing my cheek. "I will." I smiled.
..
Grace P O V:
I walked out and shut the door.
I can't quite put my tongue on why Angee and especially why Hazel?
I mean, I remember the weird message.
But I wouldn't have thought.
I sighed and ran my hair back with my fingers.
I picked up my phone, "Ang, you home?"
"No, I'm at my aunts with my mom, why?"
"Oh, I was gonna come visit, nevermind then. Oh, wait, Is Liv' home?"
"Yeah."
"Oh, okay. I may just go see her and wait for you to get back."
"Yeah, that sounds alright." She said.
Phew.
"Yeah, okay, see you soon, no need to rush." I said.
"By the looks of things, we'll be here for a while, family problems. Oh, and Grace.."
"Yeah?"
"Don't go in my room."
I gulped, "promise, I-I wont."
"Thanks babe, love you loads, see you later."
"Sure, love you too."
I hung up and sighed.
I know I may have the bad eye for Ang sometimes, but I feel bad.
It's for Indy, I'm doing it for her.
I made my way to Angee's from the hospital.
I knocked gently, "Hey, Gracey." Olivia greeted as she opened the door, letting me in. Out of all of our friends, me and Olivia are actually friends. She finds the rest annoying, which I can't say I disagree on.
She even likes me better then her own sister. No matter if she's 20, she's still just as good as any other friend.
"How are you?" She asked as I followed her upstairs. "I'm aight', you?"
She shrugged, "who knows anymore."
"Well, that's depressing." I scuffed.
"It's the truth, who know's if they're really okay anymore." She continued as we got into her room.
I sat on her bed, scooting back against the wall.
"How's family?"
"Terrible as per usual, mom's just crying all the time and Angee's just getting worse. She's stopped taking her pills. She never comes out of that room, she's sick. I tell mom daily, but she's in denial."
I flipped open my notes and quickly typed down a few things discreetly.
"Are you and Angee getting any better?"
She looked at me and laughed, "Grace, seriously. I swear I'm the only one that see's her as a maniac. I want to help her believe me, but she doesn't want it."
I sighed, "It's sad really." I said.
"Yeah."
I saw her stretch for her phone and her fingers were no longer hidden in her sleeves.
They were severely burnt.
"What the fuck happened to your fingers?"
"The-the iron, fell on them." She replied hesitantly. "Let me see?"
"No, they're fine."
"Livia', let me see them?"
"No,-no, Grace drop it."
I jerked my head back, "why are you getting so defensive?"
She covered her face.
Her shoulders started to tremble. "Olivia?"
"Angee." She mumbled into her hands.
"What?- Angee? What about Angee?"
"It was her."
I sat forward and moved closer towards her.
"Angee did this to your fingers?"
"She burnt them with the straighteners because I called her sick. Gr-grace, I'm scared to even live with her anymore. Look-.." She cried hysterically.
She put her hands up and her fingers were burnt top to bottom. It was disturbing to know it was committed by someone.
"If you don't believe me, just watch."
She gave me the laptop.
A couple clicks and a video ready to be played.
As I watched, I covered my mouth with gritted my teeth. It was uncomfortably disturbing that she caught it on video. "Ol- Olivia..when did this happen?"
"I don't know, a month ago now. Olsen saw it all, he told me to save it. I could use it one day."
She sat back with her eyes closed, "I just wanna move away." She sighed. I sat with the laptop and quickly logged into my email, sending myself the video.
"I know, Liv. You can stay at Uni cant you?" I said to her, I could hear the distraction and lack of concentration in my own voice.
"Hopefully, yeah."
I cleared the history and sat back, pushing the laptop back towards her.
"Oh, uh-.. Ang said she still had my school books, mind if I go in her room and get them quickly?" I asked, changing the subject.
"Sure." She sniffed, eyes still shut. "You know, you can come stay with me." I said, taking her hand.
"I can?"
"Anytime." I said, pulling her into a tight hug. "Oh, thank you, Gracey." She replied in a squeeze.
Once I pulled away I gave her a quick smile and made my way to Angee's room, "I'll be back in a second." I said to her as I opened the door.
I closed the door behind me and headed to Angelica's room. It was messy, really messy. To think I slept at this girls house.
I walked in, stepping on god knows what.
Books, jewellery, clothes.
I walked over to her desk which had blood droplets on it, some smudged with a hand print.
I took a picture.
I opened up the draw and found around 10 bottles of untaken tablets, all prescribed for over at least a couple months.
I jotted down the names of some of them.
Jesus Angelica, who would have known.
I got onto the floor and looked under the bed.
Something was wrapped up in a blood stained white cloth.
"No, -no.." I said to myself.
I pulled it out and unravelled it.
..it was a knife.
I took another picture.
I need to show India this.
I wrapped it back up and tucked it back under the bed, feeling my stomach curl violently.
"You okay in there?" Olivia called.
"Oh, yeah, it's just Angee's room is real messy." I laughed falsely.
"Oh, uh yeah, sorry about her." She replied in a groan.
"It's fine, it's fine."
I think I'm done in here anyways.
As I walked out, a crack in the wall caught my eye, it had dry blood in it, as though she'd hit it purposely or something.
I shut her door and made my way back to Olivia's room, "I'll get them some other time." I smiled.
"Look, I've gotta speed off, Hazel wants me to meet her at the train station."
"Oh, that's fine." She smiled.
"Remember what I said? My house is always open to you." I said as I hugged her again.
"Thanks, I'll be over soon, I know it. Oh, and have you seen Angelica lately?"
"No, not since yesterday. Why?"
"Her face is all battered and bruised and she's so easily angered."
"Why?"
"She must've gotten into a fight yesterday or something because her nose was all bloody and now it's bruised. She's full of cuts and stuff. I thought you knew something." She shrugged.
"Um, no. But that's bad, thanks for letting me know." I said.
"No problem."
I walked out and made my way downstairs, out of the house.
Need to call Indy.