broken | twilight

chapter 2 where is she?!

"Hey, hey, it's okay. You're safe now." Carlisle shushes as he stroked my shoulder.

"I'm still in Forks, right?" I ask, calming down.

"Yes. You just got out of surgery a little while ago." Carlisle answers. "You have some visitors." He smiles. I tilt my head, confused, and before I knew it Charlie, and the Cullen's calmly come in and were relieved when they saw me.

"Oh, baby, I am so glad you are alright." Dad says as he comes over to me and carefully hugs me. "Are you alright? What happened?"

"I can tell you what she has told me, Charlie. If that's alright with you?" Carlisle offers.

"Sure. I'll be right back. If you remember anything, let me know immediately, baby." Charlie replied.

"Okay, Dad. I'm alright. I'm just stiff." I said as he regretfully went with Carlisle out of the room.

"I was so worried when Esme got the call. I had no idea what was going on. I'm so sorry. I should have been the one to drop you off." Jeremy says, his face full of pain.

"Hey, look at me." I replied while raising my non-needled hand to stroke his cheek. "You couldn't have known. This is not your fault."

"But who could have done this? Who would do something like this?! I mean, I wish I had a vision, but I didn't. This is partially on me, Kiara." Alice asks/says upset.

"I am not blaming anyone, except the dick who thought it'd be nice to cut me." I said before coughing. Jeremy carefully holds a glass of water so I could drink.

When I was done, I leaned my head back and listened to them all talk. As Rosalie dims the lights, I glanced around the room. But when I spotted Emmett's eyes, I froze. That's when it hit me.

"Kiara? What's wrong?" I felt myself being shook as I faced Jeremy.

"I know who did it." I whisper, feeling fear.

"Who?" Jeremy asks.

"Tyler." I say in a whisper, feeling all the memories coming back. "It was Tyler." Teats filled up in my eyes, I couldn't stop shaking.

I watched as Jasper left the room, and Rosalie comes to my side. I felt like I couldn't breathe, but I took deep breaths like I was told. Carlisle thankfully came back and checked me out.

"So, no organs were damaged, that's good. The cut on your leg wasn't deep either but you do have stitches. I recommend no extreme activities for at least a week, and try not to move too much. I'd be more than happy to let you stay at our house so I can keep an eye on your stitches." Carlisle explains.

"I don't mind that. As long as Kiara is okay with it, better than her being at home alone." Dad replied.

"I don't mind. It only means that I can get more work done on my homework. I get a little distracted at home too easily. When can I be discharged?" I say/ask.

"In the morning, I'm afraid. I just want to make sure everything is perfectly okay before I let you walk out of here." Carlisle answers.

"Of course. I'm going to go ahead and sign her out. I'll go home and prepare a few of her things, get them together. When they take you home, you can stop by the house and grab your stuff." Charlie says.

"Can you visit every now and then?" I ask.

"Yes, absolutely. No reason why I wouldn't." Dad teasingly mocks before hugging me.

Giving Dad and I the room, we spend the next half hour going on about what happened, what I saw, who hurt me. Dad wasn't happy and was determined to find out who hurt me. Then we discussed a plan so I can see him and get my school work done.
The fabulous part, Jeremy wants to take care of me.