Love can be cruel pt II

Posted on Thu Aug 5th, 2021 @ 4:34pm by Petty Officer First Class Hannah Matsson (Hayes)

Mission: History Speaks
Location: Various
Timeline: Years ago
2254 words - 4.5 OF Standard Post Measure

{ON}

With Lucas in hospital and her parents rushing back, Hannah knew she’d have little time to get her revenge on Thomas. It took little time to buy a couple of cameras and set them up in hidden locations in her living area and bedroom, that done she called Thomas, all was ready for her showdown.

Some scouting around, to make sure it wasn’t a trap, later Thomas turned up on Hannah’s doorstep. “Couldn’t keep away from me could you?” He walked inside and shut the door. No sooner was it shut than he swung a punch knocking Hannah to the floor. “That’s for screaming!!” He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom throwing her on the bed. “This ... is for siding with your brother!”

~ Thirty minutes later ~

Thomas smiled as he stood dressing at the side of the bed, leaving Hannah lying naked and covered with more bruises. “Time I went before the police come knocking.” Little did he know that they’d already arrived and been waiting for movement from the house. As he emerged his eyes fell on the waiting car and he started to run.

Inside the house Hannah got to her feet, checking the camera footage she smiled as she found she had just the footage she needed, even if it meant letting others see how he treated her.

~ Back at the hospital ~

Lucas was sitting in the bed doing his schoolwork, even if he was in the hospital he didn't want to slack off. He knew his sister was in bad shape, more so mentally and he was worried for her. She had been very distant in some subjects and it had taken him hard work to even make her do her own school work.

Hannah had accepted that she needed help and having received treatment for her superficial injuries she walked into Lucas’ room sporting facial bruises and a split lip. “It’s done ...” she looked at Lucas. “I left camera’s running and there’s footage already sent to the authorities of this ...” She motioned to her face. “It’s only a matter of time before they catch Thomas and lock him away for good.”

He sighed, he wanted him to protect her and now she suffered to protect herself and him. "Sit," he said, he had a feeling she didn't want to talk more about it. He placed one of her school books on the bed next to him. "Chapter one and two."

“Are you serious? Homework, now?” She took one look at Lucas’s stern expression and took a seat. Picking up the book she started to read aloud as she knew that’s what he’d want her to do.

"I will not let that asshat mess with your future anymore!" he said as he went back to his own homework. "I'll be damned if I let anyone mess with my baby sister like that ever again."

Hannah smiled to herself even though it hurt her lip to do so. Looking back at her book she kept reading going well past chapter two just to please Lucas.

~ One week later ~

Returning home from a hospital visit Hannah’s parents looked at each other as they found the door to their home bashed open. Thomas’s pre-trial hearing had held him over but his wealthy parents had posted bail for their son. As a result, he’d headed straight to the source. As her parents opened the door they found their daughter unconscious on the floor, stabbed and beaten until barely recognizable.

At the hospital Hannah was rushed into surgery, before being transferred into a shared private room with Lucas. Having regained consciousness she simply lay staring at the ceiling, completely unresponsive to the doctors or her parents.

“Here we go my dear” A very kind senior nurse gently helped Hannah into a wheelchair, she’d taken her out on several occasions into the hospital grounds hoping it might help but so far nothing had brought Hannah out of her catatonic state. Even the doctors were advising a sanitarium might be the best place to treat her. “Would you like to take your sister out today Lucas?” The nurse smiled. “I know how much she loves you, when I talk to her about you on our walks there’s always a little spark. I think you might hold the key.” She smiled warmly.

"Sure." He waited for the nurse to leave and then his plan was set into motion, he had worked on it since he learned that she was not responding to anyone. Not even him when he talked to her.

He moved out of the bed, making much more noise than necessary. He knew she was like him, he would go to hell and back for her. "Damnit it hurts to move today..." he said to no one but aimed at her. Calmly he moved over to her and held up a pad infant of her. A signed document was in a full display that Thomas had been found and sentenced to several years in jail, this time without bail and possibility of early release. It mentioned that rock-solid evidence had been submitted to the court about what had been done and it was an open and shut case.

"Feels good to have the last word in that subject." He added with a grin

At first, there was no response from Hannah, after what seemed forever tears slowly started running down her face. She made no effort to wipe them away as they streamed down her cheeks and dripped onto her clothing. The only sound from her was sniffling as her emotions started to break through the catatonic shell.

He smiled as he saw her reaction, he had cracked the shell. He placed the PADD on the bed and grimaced, he held his hand over the wound, and with a grunt he collapsed on the floor.

Hannah’s reaction was a little slow at first, she slid out of her chair and practically crawled across to him, her muscles weak from not having used them. She gently shook him, “L ... Lu ... Lucas!”

He turned with the biggest smile on his face. "Welcome back."

Hannah looked relieved but angry all at the same time. “Y... You d .. did that on ... p .. purpose!” She sat looking at him before suddenly throwing herself into his arms and sobbing her heart out. After everything that had happened, she needed to let it all out.

"Ouch ouch!!" he was still very sore as he squirmed. "Let me get into bed and we can watch some TV, maybe find a sappy action flick. No love just action and mayhem." he stroked her head. He did want her to find release, but he didn't want to force her either.

“Sorry!” She slowly moved aside. “I ... I’m not sure I can ... stand.” She wiped her eyes as she slowly moved towards the chair using it as leverage to help herself get up. Her muscles needed to work out after the time she’d spent nonactive.

"Well, I think I can help with that." he gently picked her up, both to make sure she wasn't injured and he wouldn't be suffering too much pain. Gently he placed her on the side of the bed. He looked around and found one of his power grips. "Here, should help you get some flow back in your fingers and hands." After that, he scooted into bed next to her and turned on the TV. "So, what do you want to watch?"

Hannah smiled. “You choose” She was happy just to be safe with Lucas as she put the power grip he’d given her to use.

"You know I am going to make you sweat right? Maybe even get you to train some martial arts, no way in hell am I letting you be weak again." he turned on the TV and sat it on TV6, "Hey, Alien is on. Up for some sci-fi horror?"

Hannah nodded. “Sounds okay to me.” As Lucas got back into bed she cuddled up to his arm, she didn’t want the hospital staff to get the wrong idea about them. “Thank you, Lucas. You’ve saved me from my own stupidity.”

"What are you talking about. Love makes you blind." he shrugged and pulled her closer.

"I guess" Hannah nodded. If it was anyone else she would be freaking out at their touch but not Lucas, she trusted him. "Where do I go from here Lucas? How do I move on?"

He grinned. "Well, you take life by the fucking balls and you twist until you have the bitch where you want it. Life is sometimes shit, and do you know what you do when life hands you shit?"

“You trod on it and keep moving on?” Hannah offered a small smile.

He chuckled. "Colourful. But what then? Walk with shit on your shoes. What about shuffle the shit away and clean up. Then work hard to clean yourself up and learn from it."

Hannah nodded. “Lucas I... how do I go forward from here? I’m afraid of how mum and dad are going to treat me. They’ll walk on eggshells around me and I can’t stand that!”

"Well, I can't tell you how you will work things out, but maybe just talking to them, tell them that their 'walking on eggshells' thing doesn't make things any easier for you." he rubbed her shoulder with the arm he had around her. He saw that his adopted parents stood on the other side of the door, they had opened it just enough to look at them and they had seen their daughter move and speak and he could see his mother nearly break down in tears and his father nodded with pride as he guided his wife home, closing the door carefully.

Hannah hadn't even noticed her parents were outside the door, she was more focussed on Lucas. "I will, thank you Lucas."

Just then the door opened and the nurse who'd been in the room earlier walked in. "Goodness me!" She smiled looking dumbfounded as she saw Hannah awake and talking. "I knew you had it in you son!" She winked and smiled at Lucas. "I just need to check your vitals my dear and I'll leave you both to your movie, you deserve some fun time." She grinned happily. "The doctors will want you down in physio later if you're up to it, you're muscles are going to need a workout."

"Do I have to today?" Hannah looked at the nurse. Truth be known she was afraid.

"I'll speak to the doctors to see what they say" the nurse smiled. "Now I need to check your wound sites, they're healing nicely but you've got some scarring ... Which is treatable of course!" She smiled again.

Hannah frowned. "Scarring?" She was almost afraid to look as the nurse pulled up her nightwear top to reveal several knife scars on her chest and stomach. She looked at Lucas in shock, "I ... don't remember him stabbing me!"

He smiled, "you should be happy, it's not very pleasurable." Lucas looked at the nurse. "You can tell the doctor that I am going have her cursing my name soon enough." he looked down at her. "I am going to make you stronger than ever," he ran his hands over the scars, to them, nakedness wasn't sexual nor was the touch to the private areas. "Scars work well as reminders."

Hannah nodded. “I don’t want to remember, not ever!”

"I understand but it's important not to forget your mistakes."

Hannah nodded. The nurse smiled. “You’ve got a wise brother young lady and don’t you forget it.” She nodded and walked away. “I’ll let the doctors know you’re awake and your injuries are healing nicely, they’ll determine when you can both get out of here. In the meantime enjoy your movie.”

"Oh I intend to." he grinned and held his sister tighter.

Hannah grinned as she looked at Lucas. “You mean we will”

"I can't speak for you, I can only hope you will as well." he poked her side.

“Just put it on and let’s watch!” Hannah smiled warmly. She loved her times with Lucas and she was going to enjoy this time together too.

"Alright alright." he turned on the movie again, "All we need is a cola and some popcorn and we would be set."

“I wish!” Hannah smiled. “Just the thought is making me hungry!”

"I agree..." he pulled the covers to cover her better. "If you need sleep, go ahead."

Hannah nodded. “I want to see the movie but I am tired.” She stifled a yawn. “I’ll watch what I can.”

"If I realize you fall asleep, I'll stop it, Don't forget to use this." he pointed at her hand.

Hannah nodded and squeezed the power grip with as much effort as she could. It wasn’t easy after not having used her muscles in a little while but she was willing to try. She’d only been working on it a few minutes before she finally fell asleep in Lucas’ arms.

Lucas smiled and turned off the TV, he removed the grip and picked up a book he had on the side table, he would read while she rested. He was sure she needed it.