Y/N's moms POV

I walk into the room where my daughter is. There is dried blood on her face and she has a neck brace and a broken leg and bruises on the other.

My husband did this. Her step-dad. He used to be good for about a week, but then I noticed the abuse to our family... Love tricked me. Levi is right... we need to divorce and put that little coward in jail.

I kneel down next to my daughter and hold her hand tight. "Y/N... please... wake up so we know you are ok... give us a signal... anythi-" right then, I feel a small hand squeezing my hand. She is ok. I start to tear up and call in the doctors, thinking something was happening. A good thing!!

"She squeezed my hand!! She did! She is awake isn't she???" They walked past me quickly and did some test on her.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry but your daughter is in a coma. This happens to patients in a coma. They move or something. She can hear you tho. She knows you are here." My husband (soon to be ex-husband) walks in and listens to the conversation the doctor and I are having. The doctor goes on on what we can do: talk to her, hold her hand, be with her.

"Thank you sir. May we please have a moment alone with her?" My husband asks. I look up at him, confused and shocked. 'What is he trying to do...?' I thought.

The doctor nods and leaves and pats me on the shoulder.

"What did you tell that brat..." he asks, sounding angry.

"What... what do you mean? Who-" I was cut off but him grabbing my neck with his hands, ready to choke me but not yet.

"LEVI!!! WHAT DID YOU TELL THAT BRAT LEVI???" He was extremely angry and knew I said something. I couldn't talk because he was cutting off my ability to. I put my hands over his and try to pull them off, but he didn't budge. "TELL ME NOW!" He picks me up not from my neck but my waist and throws me across the room. "You are going to tell me right now. Got it??"

I am scooting away to the door. If I can't get out, I have to scream.

He lunges to the door and holds it close. This is it... I let out a scream of terror.

The doctor rushes in and sees what is happening: the bruises on my neck, me on the ground, him over top of me. Security comes and takes him away. He struggles, trying to get out of their grip. He eventually gets out, punches the security guard in the face, and lunges at me. I see him coming towards me with his fist in the air, about to hit me. After a large impact, I fall backwards and hit my head, knocking me out.

Hey guys!!! Aaahhhh it's been sooooo long!!! I'm so sorry! I need to write a lot more on here... I write everyday but like this story just takes time. I love y'all and thanks for reading!!😁😁