|
One
Dec 14, 2009 22:00:52 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Dec 14, 2009 22:00:52 GMT -5
Addison looked at her daughter. She closed her eyes and held her breath for a split second. Did she tell her daughter the truth? Did she tell her daughter what her boy friend did to her when she found out that she was pregnant with Aiden? At this moment in her life, she figured that the truth was better than a lie.
“Do you really want to know?” Addison asked and her daughter nodded her head in a timid way. Addison took a deep breath. She didn’t like going this far into reality.
Addison took off her white doctors jacket and moved away her shirt, reveling a huge black and blue bruise on her collar bone. It was far from the worst. She had bruises all over her body. This was mild. It wouldn’t scar her daughter too bad.
“Derel never wanted a child. He started beating me when he found out that I was pregnant with Aiden. The abuse hasn’t stopped yet.” She looked into her daughters eyes, her own eyes pleading for understanding.
“I couldn’t leave Amelia, you have to know that, I’m not trying to be a terrible mother, but I can’t leave him. I don’t stay with him because I love him. I stay with him because if I leave he will kill you, and kill Aiden. I’m not the best mother in the world, but the thought of someone hurting your children is the worst thought imagineable.”
She had tried to leave, when she was five months pregnant with Aiden. Amelia was fourteen and Addison had picked her up from school early. They drove the thousands of miles to Seattle, and stayed there for a couple of weeks. Before Derel found them, and forced them to come home. Addison had told Amelia that they were going on a vacation. She never found out why they had left so suddenly.
|
|
|
One
Dec 14, 2009 22:22:42 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Dec 14, 2009 22:22:42 GMT -5
"So then what the fuck are you doing now? You don't want to be a horrible mother and yet.. no offense, you are. I try to talk to you like a normal human being and all you do is scream and shout... I wouldn't be surprised if you threw something at me one of these days? What is that? What is this? Either you're one or the other, you can't be both!" she cried out in a confusion. This was too much information for her to deal with, she didn't realized everything she thought she knew about her mother and herself could change that quickly.
"I don't even know you, you realize that right? You are literally like a stranger to me. The only thing we have in common is DNA... although I have a feeling the next words out of your mother are gonna be that I was accidently switched in a hospital and you are not even my real mother..." she stopped talking because at that point the tears had gotten to a point where she couldn't go on.
"Please, if you give the slightest damn about me or Aiden let me go... let me take him and go. I can't live here with him anymore... and the way you regularly are, I can't tolerate you. I don't know what's with you most of the time, if that's an act of if this is the act... which ever it is, you're the best fucking actresses I have ever seen because I can't tell." she sounded serious and tired, broken and alone. Both were in an akward position. Addison had never been there to witness her daughter breakdown and Amelia had never seen her mother care for more than 2 seconds.
"Please?" she begged one final time, looking into her mother's eyes hoping this wasn't going to be the second that her temper snapped.
|
|
|
One
Dec 14, 2009 22:38:03 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Dec 14, 2009 22:38:03 GMT -5
Addison sighed, looking at her daughter. Maybe she was right. Maybe she had a point in saying that it would be better for Aiden if Amelia just took him away. Addison closed her eyes, she couldn’t hide the tears anymore.
Addison stood up and walked out of the room, coming back in with her purse, and a cell phone that she had taken from Amelia the week before because she was too busy talking on her cell phone to take care of the baby. It all seemed so selfish now.
Amelia watched her with curiosity as her mother took 25,000 out of her purse in cash, handing it to Amelia, and her Capital One rewards card. The one that Derel didn’t know about. The one that Amelia had gotten under her fake name. The one that matched her fake id.
“Listen to me.” Addison said takeing her daughters hands in her own. “Take this money, take the nine o’clock bus to Seattle.” Addison explained. She closed her eyes. “Take your Id. Go to the Hilton next to Seattle Grace Hospital. Tell them you need a room for you and your son. Show them your ID, and give them 5,000 cash. You’ll be safe there until we can figure something else out ok?” She asked, her daughters eyes were tear filled. She wasn’t sure if she understood.
“When you get to the Hilton, and are checked into your room, I want you to call me.” Addison took her daughter gently by the arms. “I have a surgery tomorrow at 3pm. Call me during the surgery, Derel will never find out. I will meet you there as soon as I can get away. Ok?”
|
|
|
One
Dec 14, 2009 22:50:02 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Dec 14, 2009 22:50:02 GMT -5
"Are you serious?" she asked, looking at the name on the card then looking up at her mother. "You're actually letting me go? And you want me to call you during surgery? Do you realize how out of character that is?"
Addison didn't answer, instead she grabbed her daughter's backpacked and took it into the nursery, Amelia followed her and watched as she filled it with diapers and a few clothes. "Go shopping when you get there, we don't have time pack so... go buy whatever you want, there is no limit on that card... just don't make yourself look like a hooker, you're 13. "
Amelia laughed slightly. She nodded in agreement, if someone offers you to shop and buy as much as you want... you dont decline. That's a lesson any Montgomery knows from birth. "What are you gonna do when he realizes his kid is gone? What if he calls the cops... the cops will find me if I'm lounging at the Hilton all day."
The baby woke up from his nap, crying for attention, needing someone to take him out of the prison that was his play pen. "What about Aiden... what if he gets sick or something. I've taken care of him most of the time but the sick thing... that was all you. Sure you were like... stictly doctor but still I wouldn't know what to do... what if we get lost there. Wait a minute... if I go, I'd be leaving you hear with your abusive boyfriend...why can't I stop talking. I feel like I'm high on something and I just can't stop talking. I'm not even gone yet and I think I'm already losing my sanity.... that can not be a good sign." she finally stopped rambeling to take a breath. This was actually happening.
|
|
|
One
Dec 14, 2009 23:08:22 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Dec 14, 2009 23:08:22 GMT -5
“Listen Amelia.” she said picking up the baby. She rocked him for a couple of seconds and when he calmed down she changed his diaper, and his clothes. Putting him on something warmer. She gave him a kiss, and once he was surly calm she gave him another kiss and sat him down on the floor to play while she looked Amilea over.
“Where is your purse? Do you have everything you need?” She looked her daughter over. Something was off. She couldn’t quite place it.
“Go into the bathroom and put on some make-up. Your trying to look at least eighteen.” Her daughter was wearing make-up of course, and she looked about 15 or 16 already because she had the amazing Montgomery genes, but the one thing that Addison did restrict her daughter on , even though she wasn’t a great mother, was that her daughter wasn’t allowed to wear dark make-up . Or anything that made her look too grown up.
“Put on make-up. And get dressed. You need something sophisticated. You are a Montgomery after all, your not going across two and a half states in ripped jeans and a old hoodie.” She said .
Amelia looked at her mother as if she had gone insane, but stopped rambling long enough for her mother to help her put on her make-up (not that she needed help) in a more sophisticated way, and helped her to fix her hair in a more sophisticated fashion.
When her daughter changed clothes, and Addison was happy with her daughters appearance she took her into her arms, hugging her. Smoothing the small flyways from her daughters hair.
“Don’t flaunt your money around. If anything happens take Aiden to the Denny Duquete Clinic in at Seattle Grace. I have friends there. Tell them who you are , and they will take care of you. Ask for Miranda Bailey. Or izzie stevens. If you need ANYTHING you can always go to my friend Mark Slone aswell. He lives and works in Seattle at Seattle Grace.” Her daughter didn’t know that she and mark were once more than just friends.
“Everything will be fine. You will be fine. Do you understand?” Addison asked her daughter who took a deep breath and nodded. “I will leave and meet you at the Hilton as soon as I can .” She promised.
“Are you going to be ok?” She asked her daughter.
|
|
|
One
Dec 14, 2009 23:23:02 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Dec 14, 2009 23:23:02 GMT -5
She looked up at her mother and shook her head, crashing down into her mother's arms hoping she would react fast enough to catch her, which she did. After what seemed like an eternity she was sitting on bus that would not be stopping for the next 22 hours. Aiden was in his car seat on the seat beside her and she refused to fall asleep during the entire ride because she couldn't take her eyes off of him. She didn't want something to happen to him while she was asleep, as all know she was officially resposible for him. If anyone asked, she was his mother, she was suppose to play the part. What would a 13 year old know about being a mother when her own mother just started acting like one less than 5 hours earlier.
Sometime later she arrived in Seattle, where to her delight it was raining. She ran into the hotel. "Checking in?" someone asked, she nodded and went up the the counters. "Name?"
"Um.. Amelia Forbes Montgomery." she said slowly.
"Dr. Montgomery's daughter?" he asked. She looked up in shock and nodded slowly. "You look like her..." her added and continued to go through the check in process.
"Do I pay now?" she asked.
"Upon check out." he answered, handing her the key to a suite. She look at the form looked back up.
"I didn't get a suite." she said akwardly. She didn't want to end up spending more money than she should.
"Your mother would never settle for anything less, don't worry about it." he smiled. "Just Enjoy."
She thanked him and went toward the elevator. Once she got to the room she unbuckled the baby who had been trapped in his car seat for hours and put up on the bed to play around. She looked at the watch on her hand and slowly dialed the number onto her cell phone hoping everything had gone smoothly.
|
|
|
One
Dec 14, 2009 23:33:26 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Dec 14, 2009 23:33:26 GMT -5
“I’m sorry I have to take this. Jennifer close up for me?” Addison said as she took her cell phone from her pocket and walked out of the operating room to the scrubb room. She had enough privacy that no one would overhead their conversation.
“Amelia!” She exclaimed, for once in her life glad to hear her daughter’s voice.
“How are you doing? Did you make it ok? How is Aiden? I’m sorry about the bus, I know it’s a horrible ride, but buying you and the baby a plane ticket would have made things far too obvious.” She explained to her daughter.
“Everything is fine. Aiden is fine, he’s playing on the bed. How are you though, when are you going to be able to come down here?” She wasn’t close to her mother, but her mother was takeing a huge risk for the first time in her life to make sure htat she and her younger brother were safe. She needed to make sure that her mother was safe as well.
“I’m fine. I don’t want you to worry about me do you understand?” Amelia watched the baby play as she listened to her mothers words.
“Just worry about taking care of aiden until I get there do you understand? I promise that everything will be better, I will work harder to be a good mother, but I need you to do this for me now.”
|
|
|
One
Dec 14, 2009 23:57:00 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Dec 14, 2009 23:57:00 GMT -5
Amelia nodded, not realizing at that second that her mother would not be able to see her. "The guy at the front desk remembers you, he said I look like you." she randomly said to lighten the mood although her mind was still lingering on other questions.
"Has he noticed that his kid is gone? Was he even there last night?" she asked, knowing that some nights he went out to screw with other people behing her mother's back. She just never cared because she figured her mother deserved it.
Addison could hear the baby gurgling in the backround and she noted the obvious concern in her daughter's voice. Amelia on the other hand could not tell anything based on her mother's voice. A. She did not have too much pratice having rational calm discussions with her via phone. B. She had barely heard Addison being calm and rational to know what it sounds like form 1000 miles away.
"What if something happens to you? I mean, I've only stared liking you like..yesterday but I can't fricken survive alone. I can't...be alone. I know you did after Dad died, and you were in med school and all that but still. I'm not you. I can't do that. How do I know that you're gonna be okay? How do I know he won't come home and fricken kill you one day and then I'd never talk to you again and I'd have to explain to Aiden that his mother is dead because of me and...."
Amelia was interupped by the sound of her mother's rational tone. She stopped talking long enough to take a breath and attempt to say emotionally stable.
|
|
|
One
Dec 15, 2009 0:14:01 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Dec 15, 2009 0:14:01 GMT -5
“Amelia sweetheart calm down….take a deep breath. Listen to me. None of this is your fault. Your so strong…did you know that? You’ve had the courage to do what I’ve been trying to do for the past two years now.” She said her voice soft. She had been trying to get away from him since she first found out that she was pregnant with Aiden. Almost two years ago now. She closed her eyes.
“Nothing is going to happen to me ok?” She asked her daughter gently. “I just need you to be strong for me. I am going to talk to the Chief, and I will be there in no more than two weeks. I don’t want it to look like I know where you are. I don’t want him to follow us.”
“Your safe there. Seattle is surrounded with people who know me. People who are friends of mine. You’ll always be safe. But I need you to keep it on the low ok? I don’t want rumors spreading that my daughter is staying in Seattle on her own. I don’t need our cover blown. Do you understand?”
“Nothing is going to happen to me. And nothing is going to happen to you…or aiden, just stay safe sweetheart. Take care of Aiden, and if you need anything you can call everyday at three pm ok?” Addison asked her voice trying so hard to remain strong for the children she barley knew.
|
|
|
One
Dec 15, 2009 0:26:44 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Dec 15, 2009 0:26:44 GMT -5
"Okay." she nodded, wiping away tears running down her cheek. Her brother crawled across the king sized bed toward her and put his head down on her lap, rubbing his eyes tiredly and looking up at her with their mother's green eyes.
"But if you are not here in like...10 days max I swear I will walk all the way back there and kick your ass worse than Derel ever could. Then Imma kill him... and get arrested and regret it cause jail was horrible and I can only imagine how bad prison is... although Derel should be able to let me know soon enough."
"I have to go back to make sure my intern didn't kill my patient, okay? You're gonna be fine, stop worrying. If you want I can ask Mark to come check on you and Aiden. You remember him right? He used to visit us a lot before Derel came along."
"Yeah, I remember him. Will you please ask him to come... and tell him that we're both starving." she begged. Addison chuckled and agreed. She was about to hang up her phone when she heard her daughter exhale a deep breath and say. "I love you, Mommy."
That was without a doubt the first time Amelia had said that, at least in the last decade. At first she could sweat her mother had hung up on her until she heart the high pitched sound of a flatline coming from the OR.
|
|
|
One
Dec 16, 2009 21:17:08 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Dec 16, 2009 21:17:08 GMT -5
“I love you too.” She said her voice quiet. She was in so much shock that her daughter had actually said those three little words that it had taken her a minute to get over the fact that her daughter had actually said them and respond back.
“Oh….oh my god… Mia I have to go.” She said refering to her daughter with the pet nick name she had given her when she was young, when their life was simple, before things got so painful and difficult.
---------------------
After chewing out her intern, and trying for twenty to revieve the patient, she finally got a heart beat. Her legs felt like Jello…because she knew, now that her patient was stable for the most part, and her intern was chewed, she had no excuse to stay at the hospital anymore.
Slowly she walked into her house, trying not to wake her boyfriend, She didn’t want him to know she was home, didn’t want him to realize she had been gone so long.
“Where have you been?” The lights in the living room turned on and Addison froze.
“At work.” She replied her voice firm. “Where did you think I was?”
|
|
|
One
Dec 16, 2009 21:38:43 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Dec 16, 2009 21:38:43 GMT -5
"Addison..." he sighed. "I don't know what to do with you. You just don't understand, when I say I want you home by 10 I mean 10.. not 1."
He got up from his seat and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and placing his lips on hers.She pulled back a little with hesitaton.
"I'm tired, Derel." she told him before he could take it any further. He only pushed her down and sat on top of her, looking into her eye. There was no way she could get up.
"I don't care!" he screamed, crushin her down with more weight. "The kids aren't home and you are... and I've had a little heroin and I need to get laid."
She tried to push him off of herself, earning her a punch straight in her stomach that caused her to gag and fall back painfully. "Don't move... don't talk. Let's just do this and get it over with." he went on slowly stripping her clothes to reveal her bruised body. He kissed every single bruise, disturbing Addison more than she already was. Each kiss on the still tender bruises caused her to wince in pain, although no one cared. Finally he found the most recent bruise and bit it. She screamed and ended up slapping her across the face.
"Calm down, you're acting like I'm killing you." he reached from something from beneath the couch, his hand coming in contact with he syringe. He pulled it out and uncapped the needle. "Here, promise this will make you mellow and calm. You wont feel anything after this."
She tried to push him away but wasn't fast enough. The needle was already in her arm and she saw in inject her with heroine in almost slow motion. That one injection had enough power to damage her momentary sanity but worse, if discovered...her career.
|
|
|
One
Dec 16, 2009 22:01:02 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Dec 16, 2009 22:01:02 GMT -5
She tried to push him away, but the instant the needle was inserted into her arm, and he began pushing the drugs into her veins something strange began to happen. She felt numb, it was as if her entire world had been thrown into slow motion. She watched as Derel stood over her, she saw him take off his pants, but her world was going fuzzy.
She tried to blink her eyes. What was wrong with her? She couldn’t move, couldn’t think. She began coughing which earned her a punch in the face, she didn’t feel any pain, only pressure. Tears fell from her eyes but she couldn’t speak.
She coughed harder causing her to throw up. Disgusted with her, Derel somehow managed to be smart enough to turn her on her side so she didn’t choke to death on her own vomit. Her throat began closing up, and her eyes closed. She stopped breathing. Her body went limp.
It took Derel almost three minutes to figure out that Addison had gone limp because she had stopped breathing, and had usen that opportunity when she was still and limp to beat her more. When he realized she had actually stopped breathing he began to panic. Quickly he got to the phone and called Sam. It must be an allergic reaction.
|
|
|
One
Dec 16, 2009 22:12:22 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Dec 16, 2009 22:12:22 GMT -5
Sam ran into the house as fast as he could, carrying the bag he kept at home for middle of the night house calls. He saw Addison lying on the floor almost completely naked, a needle still in her arm although it was empty. She was bruised...everywhere. She wasn't moving and her eyes were closed. He got down on his knees and pressed his fingers into the side of her neck, releaved to feela pulse.
He noticed that her face was going pale and her lips which were regularly perfectly pink were turning almost blue. He could feel that her throat was swelling closed and knew she wasn't getting air in her lungs. He didn't know what to do, it's not as easy to come up with a solution when he patient in question is someone that you've known since you've been old enough to be considered an adult.
He grabbed his bag and pulled out differernt syringe, one that almost looked like a pen. He injected it into her slowly and began mouth to mouth to help her breathe.
"Dude! Dont stick your tongue down my girlfriends throat!" he said furiously, trying to push Sam away from her. Her grabbed hold of Derels one hand and twisted it knowng the searing pain. Then he pushed him away, against the table in back of him. He fell onto the glass, shattering it an causing cuts everywhere on his body.
|
|
|
One
Dec 16, 2009 22:26:39 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Dec 16, 2009 22:26:39 GMT -5
Addison began to cough, and slowly breath on her own again. Sam checked her pulse and after making sure she was still breathing placed her on her side in the recovery position until she woke up again. Within minutes her big blue-green eyes began to blink open.
“What happened?” She asked in an almost silent voice, her throat sore from the swelling which, was going down, but still not completely gone.
“Addison are you ok?” Sam asked, her body felt weak , but she needed to get up, she needed to leave, where was Derel? He was going to hurt her! He was going to hurt sam!
“Derel…” Addison mumbled. “Where’s Derel?” She mumbled, and sam looked over to where Derel was passed out on the floor.
“Addison your coming to my place and were going to get this straightened out do you understand?” She coughed again, but nodded her head in agreement.
“Do you want me to take you to the hospital first?” He asked concerned, “It looks like your beat up pretty badley, can you walk?” He asked helping her up.
“No. No hospital.” She protested. “I’m fine.” She whispered, falling against him for support.
“Ok Addison clearly your not fine.” He said pulling her into his arms like a small child and carrying her out of the house, and laying her down on the couch in his own.
“What’s going on with you?” He asked gently.
“He tried to rape me.” She whispered almost silently.
|
|