Thread: The cool, calm corridors of the hospital Who: Bethan, Dan, and some other, NPC Milligans When: Friday morning (backdated) Where: The hospital What: The aftermath of Bethan's injury. Warnings: Talk of violence, self-harm, suicide, and rape.
She wasn't even sure what the worst part of it all was. It certainly wasn't the injury itself - she'd been lucky; the blade had scratched up against her lung, but not actually pierced it, and most of the damage had been blood loss. Still, she'd spent her night on blood transfusions and stitches, and that didn't exactly cheer her up.
But she'd got herself stabbed. Not just stabbed, but stabbed so she could save Lisa fucking Lowel. And she'd left blood all over the scene, too, so if they worked out it wasn't all his, she could be completely fucked. Even if she wasn't, the whole "suicide" bullshit was going to raise so many problems she was wishing, really wishing, she'd just let herself get rid of her outfit and play the victim. What the hell had she been thinking? Except that maybe it had been just that, maybe she'd been trying to...
No. That was overthinking. That was for the fucking therapist bitch with her floaty scarves and badly-dyed hair. It had been a fucking stupid mistake, that was all. Overcomplicating everything.
And now what the hell was she supposed to tell her parents? There was no way to win. If she'd gone with being the victim, the only thing she'd have had to explain to them was why she was in town at that time of night, and that would have been a fucking breeze. Now, she was caught between a rock and a hard place - tell them what they'd told the hospital, and deal with not only lying to them, but making them think she'd relapsed that far, or tell them the truth. She didn't think they'd tell the police or anything, but they would probably stop her going out again, and that would be bad for everyone, when she was just starting to get her profile up.
Which was why she'd been pretending to sleep. She didn't want them to get let into the room. She had to put it off as long as possible, give her time to think. Maybe she could somehow get to talk to Dan first, in private, work out what the hell they were going to do and what he'd already told them...
It took a little work, but she managed to convince the nurse to only let them in one at a time for now. She prayed Dan would go first, but even if he didn't, it might be easier to talk through this with one parent at a time.