The feeling in my stomach on the ride to the hospital was painful. At every turn dad made I felt like I was going to vomit. He did ask me a few times if I was okay and I would nod, to sick to speak.

While in mom's hospital room I sat in a chair close to the door, far away from my mom's hospital bed. My dad, a doctor and a policaman were talking outside. So right now I was all alone in the room.

I was too scared to approach her, even if she's unconscious. I was to afraid of Cain would hurt her anymore.

Why should I care. I think to myself. The way she treated me after he died was hell. She wouldn't cook for me, if I got sick at school she wouldn't come get me when she was home early. Hell, I remember when I was sick at home, she wouldn't give me medicine. She just locked me in my room and when dad game to get my for dinner I had a high fever.

Why should I care...?

The question kept thrumming in my mind for some while. It was to the point where I didn't even realize that I was standing right beside her bed, looking down at her. I jump away and scramble back to my chair. As soon as I sat down the door opened to reveal my dad.

"Nim, the officer wants to ask a few things." He said. "I'll be in here when you're done." I nod my head and tried my best not to shake while I'm walking out the door.

I'm greeted with the officer. He was sitting in a chair against the hall walls. Instantly I didn't feel nervous anymore. It was as if I had taken medicine and it had just faded away.

"Hello Nim, I'm officer Robins. I need to ask you a few questions.."

So it started and it was torture.

I swallowed as the first question was asked.

"Now when your mother was brought in we were to investigate the car. While investigating we noticed a few things out of place. The brakes were but from the car, the emergency breaks as well, the steering wheel had a bit of resistance to it as well. I would like to ask you if you have any knowledge of any of these?"

Yes! My inner self screamed in my head.

"No." The word came out of my mouth before I knew it. It came out steady, like nothing was wrong at all.

"Okay, now do you think you know anybody who might be after your mother?" He asked. I swallowed once more, the taste of iron in my throat.

"No." I answer once more. I could feel my heart about to explode against my chest.

He looks up from his paper and stares at me. "Are you okay, do you need water- a trashcan? You're pale." I nod and press my the back of my hand to my mouth. "Bathroom." I said and walked down the hall. As soon as I was in the men's room I went into the last stall and hurled.

My body was cold and I started shivering like mad. My head felt fuzzy and numb at the same time. I felt fingers brush through my hair and flinched away.

It's too much!

I curl in a ball against the wall and start to rock back and forth.

Don't fight it Nim.

His voice rings in my head and surprisingly its comforting. My shaking slows to a stop and he sits beside me and continues to run his fingers threw my hair.

Accept it. He whispers it in my ear. Accept what?" I think but he dissapears. When he did a knock came from behind the door.

"Are you okay? Is someone in here?" A mans voice calls. "I'm a nurse, is it a stomach bug?"

I stand up and wipe my mouth on my sleeve. I flush the toilet with the red substance in it and open the door. "No, just bad lunch." I tell him with a grin.

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Hello, it's been awhile, haha. But here ya go! I doubt anyone still reads this.