Chapter 4

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Eli's PHOTO

Shy's POV

I looked down at my little three year old brother as he clutched my gown with his little hands. 

"Mean man huwt Shy didn't he?"

The incident that occurred this morning with Ian came back to my mind. 

He did have a nightmare about me getting hurt. 'That's really strange,' I thought to myself. Maybe little Ian has a gift. 

I let out a small giggle when I pictured Ian dressed up like a wizard. Then, I suddenly winced, and clutched the left side of my ribs. 

Ian let out a little scream, and looked at me with guilt in his eyes. Aw, I don't want him to think he caused the pain, so I quickly told him, "don't worry little one, when I let out my laugh it hurt my side. I'm fine. I promise." 

A shy smile broke out on Ian's face, and I saw his cute little dimples. I heard someone clear their throat, and that's when it dawned on me that I was still in the hospital. 

Looking up, I saw my parents cautiously make their way towards me. My dad reached his arms out to me, but my mom stopped him. 

"Andrew honey lets not overwhelm him." 

My father hesitantly lowered his arms, and just my mom's hand. I'm glad my mom was being calm right now. I don't what I would've done if everyone was crying and fussing over me. My mom and I had this connection that nobody will ever understand. 

On the outside she looked and sounded calm, but her eyes showed concern, sadness, fear, and confusion.  

Did she even know what happened to me?

"You had me and your father so worried munchkin." She carefully sat down on my hospital bed, and looked me over to see the damage. She blinked back the tears forming in her eyes, and just pressed the nurse button for the pain I felt a few seconds ago. 

"Baby, what exactly happened to you?" 

I tried telling her, but it felt like a lump formed in my throat, and I couldn't say it. Memories of what happened hours ago came back into my mind, and I just backed away from her and held Ian closer to me. 

"Shy what happened?" My mother asked sternly. 

I just buried my face in my little brothers hair, and stayed quiet. My parents would be disgusted in me if I told them what happened. 

"Mr. and Mrs. Campell, can I talk to you guys outside for a minute?" Jon asked out of nowhere. 

"Only if this talk will include what happened to my son." My father answered back. 

I quickly lifted my head away from Ian's soft curls, and looked at Jon. He better not tell them what happened to me. I know they will find out one way or another, but I didn't want them to know yet. 

He just gazed at me for a few seconds and looked back to my parents. '

"Yes, I will tell you." 

They didn't even stick around to hear my protests, and just left me on the bed with a furious looking Brendan, and a confused little Ian. 

Jon's POV

His parents lightly shut the door, and I began to sweat from my forehead. This is it. Gosh, I hope hey would let me see him, but my chances were slim. 

"As much as it hurt me to tell you guys... my father is the monster that ra-raped Shy."

"Actually, I don't even consider him a father at all, I never did after my mom died."

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