I looked up at Dr. Finch who had just helped tremendously in the process of saving my life. Was I grateful? Really, was I? My parents are dead and I am brutally injured. I have no friends well other than my band mates, any boyfriends, or lovers. I have nothing. I am never going to let what happened to me, ever happen again. I need a job; I need to bury myself in work. 1
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“Kit, we have stabilized you, and checked your vitals, a police officer is awaiting your go – ahead so he can ask you some questions. Do you want me to let him in, or do you want to rest and he can come back tomorrow?” Dr. Finch had finally presented me with an option of my comfort. 3
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“Uhm, you can send him in, might as well get it over with. Right?” He nodded and walked out to tell the officer.5
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“Hello Ms. Johnson, I am Officer Crane. How are you holding up?” Officer Crane asked me. 7
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“Please just call me Kit. I’m holding up okay, I guess. I’m not sure.” I told him, completely unsure on what I was feeling right now.9
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“Is it okay if I ask you some questions?”11
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“Yeah, sure.”13
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“This man,” He held up a picture, “murdered your parents, and brutally attacked you?”15
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“Yes.”17
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“He tried to have sex with you?”19
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“Not necessarily, he groped me and hinted sex.”21
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“Okay.” He nodded and wrote some stuff down. “Do you have anywhere to stay till we find a suitable home?”23
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I thought, I don’t really have any friends, and relatives didn’t like my parents. Well, I’m getting to be better friends with the band again after that incident. Maybe I could stay with Nate?25
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“Well, I would have to make sure it was okay with him before I make any decisions.” He nodded.27
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I kind of nodded to myself and reached my bandaged hand to the hospital phone. I picked up the receiver and started to dial.29
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“978 – 808 – 3650. Don’t pick up, don’t pick up. Please do-“ I started to chant. 31
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“Hello?” Nate picked up his cell phone, just like him.33
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“Uh, hi.” I was a bit nervous, our whole band got in a fight, they wanted to kick me out but they decided anything else, and I’m out but I could stay.35
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“Who is this, I don’t recognize the number?” Nate asked.37
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“Nate, it’s Kit. I need to ask a favor.” I spoke softly.39
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“You need a favor, like what?” He was going to get angry. I could feel it.41
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“Uhm, well I have no where to go. You know, it’s just what ever. I’ve caused you enough trouble.”43
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“Kit, I’m sorry. What is it you need, we used to be such good friends, I’m going to come through if you need me.”45
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“Nate, I need somewhere to live till the police find me a suitable home.” I told him hurried voice.47
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“Woah, woah Kitty. Calm down. What happened? Are you okay?” Kitty, a nickname he used to call me.49
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“No, I’m not alright, my parents are murdered, and I was almost killed. I have no where to go.” I kind of started to cry.51
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“Oh my, Kitty. Of course, do you want me to pick you up? When can you leave? Can me and the guys come visit? Who did it?”53
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He started asking all these questions. Maybe, just maybe, we can all be friends again. Like it used to be? I hope, see that… hope. Hope never likes me. Karma, now karma loves me, fucks me all the time, I might even be pregnant from karma. Little karma baby running around my house. …What house? I felt sad again.55
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“Uh Nate, what I know, you know. Well okay that’s not exactly true, but you get my point. I think you guys can swing by, I’m stable and apparently out of ICU.” He had finally stopped rambling off questions.57
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“Okay. Oh, and Kitty we’re here for you.” Nate said.59
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Could this accident, ruin my life but actually open some doors? Could I actually gain my friends again?61
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“I found some where to go.” I said to Officer Crane to was seated at the foot of my bed. “He’ll be here later so you can ask him questions, and you can talk to his family.”63
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“Thank you. And thank you for your time, I am deeply sorry for your loss.” He was the first Officer of the Law that I had actually seen show the sympathy, the man was tearing up.65
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I sat there staring at the wall thinking about my parents. And the look on their face when they died. The snicker of the murderer. How the murderer touched me, it made me shudder. I started to think about the band and how my attempt at suicide broke up the band. I was already an outcast at school, the band was all I had, and then they hated me for it. They let me stay anyway though practice was awkward.67
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Thoughts were broken when my possible new friends knocked on my door.69
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“Hey Kitty, wow you’re a mess what happened?” Nate said.71
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“Oh thanks Nate, feel the love. Sorry I deserved it.”73
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“Kit! Stop it, what happened, happened. We’re here to start over, clean slate.” Dan said. They all nodded. Matt had a grin on his face, he was always secretly nice to me when they were all mad. I bet he was happy we would all be okay. 75
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“What kind of bloody injuries you got?” Brendan seemed interested in the blood. Typical Brendan. 77
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“Well, actually before you all start to catch up about how horrifically scared your friend must be, I need to ask79
“Nate, is it, a few questions about his household.” Officer Crane had now stood and pulled out his notebook and pen. “Which of you is Nate?” The Officer asked.80
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Nate walked forward, he pushed his dark hair out of his face and straightened up. 82
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“Where do you live?” The Officer asked Nate.84
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“Uh- I live at 159 Andover Road.” Nate replied with a slight stutter.86
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“And your parents names are Regina and John Stout?” The Officer asked.88
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“Yes, that’s correct.” Nate was calming down a bit.90
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“Okay, mind if I swing by your house to make sure its suitable for Kit over here? Good. I will.” The Officer said without waiting for a reply.92
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Officer Crane exited the room and the guy filed around my hospital bed.94
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“How are you Kit? Are you okay?” John asked.96
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“What are your injuries? Are you in pain?” Ty asked.98
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“Kitty, are you okay? Nate asked.100
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“How much blood was there? But yeah, are you okay Kit?” Brendan asked.102
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I was bombarded with questions. I thought about my answers.104
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“I’m in pain in and out, no I am not okay John. Injuries, my hands are skinned, so is my cheek. I had a knife removed from my back, I have broken ribs, and bruises on my face. I am mentally scarred. What do you want me to say? Yes I’m in pain!” I started to cough and Nate rubbed my arm. “Sorry, but don’t you think it’s pointless to ask if I’m in pain? There was enough blood for me to black out and almost die.” I said to them.106
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“Kitty, ignore the blood question, we’re just here to make sure your okay. In your own time you can tell us what happened. Right now, we’re here to be your family. Your friends, and not let you be alone.” Nate grabbed my hand, careful of the bandages that were around them. He leaned up and kissed my forehead and made sure not to touch the bandage on my cheek.108
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