The door opened and Margaret halted in her tracks, her hair was disheveled and her cheeks were botched with red. Sylvia stiffened intimate sat ramrod straight, her eyes steadfastly watching the patterns in the blanket the covered her legs.
"What the fu-" Margaret began in a hiss, her gray-blue eyes scanning the room before falling on her daughter. Her expression shifted at once and a worried frown etched itself across her features. "Sylvia? Why? I got a call from a nurse who said you were here-" Her mother fell silent as Arron appeared at her side, his pale face grave.
"How is she?" His tone was brisk, his arm rose to wrap around Margaret's shoulder, Sylvia remained silent and still.
"Fine, for the most part. These kind people found her before anymore harm could come to her, you two are?" Nurse Gina asked politely, her voice however was wary.
"Her mother." "Her step-father." They offered at once, in perfect unison as they moved further into the room. As they moved closer to the bed, Sylvia began to twitch, a deep sense of fear and panic rising in her. She knew it was part from the drug in her system, the other part, the small child that hadn't gotten over that "incedent" screamed at cried out.
"I see, well you'll just excuse me for a moment-" Nurse Gina got no further before a strangled sound came from Sylvia's throat. Arron had moved until he stood before the bed, his hand 'resting' on her left ankle. Her mother had moved into the corner of the room, Sylvia's eyes were wide and filled with panic. Nurse Gina seemed to realize at the moment what was about to happen, she lunged forward, blonde hair flying as she reached for the larger hand now gripping Sylvia's ankle.
"Bad little raven. Bad." A twist and pure agony filled her as her bone snapped. She didn't scream, didn't even seem to notice anything as Arron moved back and Margaret moved towards the door. At the brush of a hand across her cheek, Sylvia bolted, hands ripping the blankets away from her legs, she ran. Once out of the room, she turned right, her broken ankle dragging as her frenzied mind tangled with past and present. She managed to get a few steps down the hall before large hands gripped her shoulders. Her head whipped up and her lips opened on a scream, only for a gag to be stuffed into her mouth. Her vision wavered as Arron's pale face swam in and out of view, her mother appearing at his side.
"Time to go." She purred, a grin spreading across her pale features. Sylvia whimpers and tries to pull away, only for darkness to pull her under. She never felt herself being lifted, cradled almost as both bolted down the hall, shouts filling the air as Nurse Gina demanded someone to catch the two kidnapping a patient.
All hell broke loose.
@Briza