Chapter 13

I sit in the bleak looking hospital room, grateful that Johnathon had the common sense to leave me alone and sit

in the hallway. I’m so angry at him for forcing me to come here when I don’t want to go. I feel a sense of panic. What if they call my father and tell him I’m here? He’ll kill me for sure. I try to hold my tears at bay as a young woman

comes walking in, dressed in a doctor’s coat. She looks concerned and I wonder if she’s been told about my injuries already. I bet Johnathon told her.

“Winter” the woman says quietly, and I glance at her name tag. It reads Laura. She continues with a smile that

I’m sure she means to be reassuring. “I hear that you’ve been badly hurt. Can you show me where?”

“I really need to get home” I say hastily. “I was expected to be there ages ago.”

She frowns. “I’m sure your family is worried about you. Would you like me to call them?”

I shook my head ” No, it’s fine. I don’t want to bother them.”

She gives me a strange look but theres no way I want them contacting my father or my brother. I shudder at the thought.

“It hurts here” I finally mumble as she looks at me, patiently waiting. I know she’s not going to leave me alone until I show her and so I reluctantly push up my shirt and jumper so she can look at my ribs. Laura gently prods my rib cage and I give a yelp, unable to help myself. Christ that hurt. Now Laura is looking away and I fidget as I see her looking over at my old bruises.

says finally, motioning for me to pull my top and jumper back down, which I do, feeling a lot less vulnerable now that my body is covered. “Your ribs are

like such a bad idea considering I was in a massive amount of pain. Maybe, if I rationed them, I

make me more comfortable. At this rate I won’t heal until late tomorrow and I want to be able to walk without feeling like I’m going to faint.

wincing as she puts the bandage on tight, not

me go but instead she sits down on the visitor chair and stares directly at me, making me feel extremely nervous. I know what she’s about to ask and theres no way I’m going to tell her the truth. I value my life too much. “Winter, I can tell that you have old bruises

trouble at home?” she asks delicately and for a moment I hesitate. Yes I want to scream, my own family

feels tight as I answer, lying completely to the kind woman “I get bullied at school a lot. It’s

tell she’s trying to tell if I’m telling the truth or lying. I

like to speak to them. Make

tries again and I feel bad for her. She’s trying to help me and I’m shoving it back

says sadly and I nod, watching as she leaves, hopefully to grab the painkillers

annoyance he strides in, all confident and cocky like. I curse myself for thinking he’s handsome. The bastard rejected me for heaven’s sake. I

part of the mate bond between us. I frown

house or my family. I can’t let him know my shameful secret. It’s none of his business. I don’t even want to

painkillers” I force out and like I had hoped he sprung around

the hospital’s exit, frantically dashing through, hoping that I’ll make it

behind me, stopping all the

run. How can you be so stupid”

point? He’d just

doesn’t stop me from stomping over to the bed though and plonking myself down, foolishly

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