Good Gone Bad

@ katahdin
Ricky walked into his bedroom and saw Alma in his bed. He smiled to himself and chuckled. He moved quietly through the room so he could grab his clothes and shower. When he was done and dressed in just pajama pants he made his way over to Alma at the side of the bed, frowning when he saw the pinkness in her face. He moved downstairs and wet a washcloth with cold water, also grabbing a bottle of water. Ricky went back upstairs. He placed the cool towel on her forehead, and the bottle of water next to Alma. He didn’t mind sleeping downstairs tonight. She needed the rest.

@ BadStreetBoys

Alma stirred a little as he moved around his room but was too weak to wake up. She did seem to relax a bit when he placed the wet rag on her forehead, settling further into the blankets as she tugged them around her a bit tighter. When she woke in the morning she still felt awful, barely able to lift her head to take a few sips from the bottle of water that she'd been left. She also realized that she wasn't in her room, but couldn't get up even if she wanted to.

@ katahdin
Ricky had made his way downstairs to sleep. The next morning he needed to get dressed, and wanted to check on Alma. When he went into the bedroom he noticed she was awake. “You okay?” He asked as he walked over to his dresser, still just in his boxers. He grabbed a shirt, pants, and the rest of his clothes before he walked around the bed to look at Alma. “You look horrible, Alma. I think you might need to see a doctor.”

@ BadStreetBoys

Alma let out faint whimper as he came in and checked on her, looking up at him worriedly. "I-I'm so tired, Ricky... I-I can't get up." She frowned, her eyes welling with tears as she looked up at him, clearly terrified and stressed about what was wrong with her. She didn't want to be sick, didn't want to die, but also knew that there wasn't any way Nathan would have let her live anyway.

@ katahdin
Ricky nodded and sighed. “Alma I’m taking you to a doctor.” He said and moved to his dressed. He grabbed shoes and slipped them on. Ricky walked back. “Alma I am picking you up, okay?” He paused. “It’s going to hurt but I will do whatever I can to get it over with as fast as possible.” He said and scooped Alma up into his arms bridal style. Ricky hurried downstairs and towards his car. He laid Alma down in the back seat. “I’ll be right back.” He ran back inside to get his keys. Ricky came back out and got into the drivers seat. He drove towards the emergency room.

@ katahdin

@ BadStreetBoys

Alma nodded a little as he said that he was going to bring her to the doctor, tugging one of the blankets around her securely. She was too cold to let it go, so she hoped it was alright if she brought it with her. "O-Ok.." She murmured, wincing as he lifted her up into his arms, although she was quick to curl into his chest, closing her eyes tiredly as she rested her head against his chest. Once in the back seat she whimpered again as he set her down, but curled up with the blanket around her, rubbing at her eyes tiredly to try to wake herself up. She was exhausted, but knew it was one of those things where it was better to stay awake. "W-Will they be mad at me?" she asked softly as he pulled into the emergency room parking lot, glancing out the window nervously. "A-And will Nathan find out..?"

@ katahdin
Ricky pulled up to the doors of the emergency room. He turned back to glance at Alma. “Nathan won’t find out. They won’t be mad at you.” He said . “Stay here.” He murmured. Ricky left the car running, but ran inside. When he came back he was followed by a doctor and two nurses with a stretcher. “Alma these people are going to help you.” He told her and helped Alma onto the stretcher, following her and the medical staff inside. They took the blanket off of her and began to examine what they could, calling out different orders. At one point the stopped Ricky and told him he couldn’t go any further. He sighed and nodded. He knew it would happen. He just hoped they didn’t think he was the one who did this.

@ katahdin

@ BadStreetBoys

Alma gave a little nod at his words, closing her eyes once he left to try to stay calm, although when he returned with two strangers she couldn't help but start to panic. What if they worked for Nathan? What if they were here to kill her? Ricky's words made her feel a little better though, wincing as they took her blanket and began to examine her injuries, frowning as they took her to a back room but kept Ricky from coming back with her. "W-Wait, I-I want Ricky here.. I-I don't want to be alone."

@ katahdin
Ricky sighed and rubbed the back of his neck nervously. He was led to a waiting area by a nurse, where he was pacing back and forth, rubbing his chin and neck the entire time. He was worried not only about Alma but about self preservation.
The doctor looked down at Alma. “I’m sorry ma’am, only patients and hospital workers are allowed back here.” The doctor and nurses got her up onto a bed and looked down at the dog bite. A nurse was spraying down the bite with a disinfectant. The other nurse had a clipboard and was asking Alma questions for intake. “What’s your name? Birthday? Any allergies?” She wrote down things as Alma answered. “Now maam, did the man who brought you here do this to you?”

@ BadStreetBoys

Alma was crying from how bad her injury was, especially as they began to disinfect the wound. She looked up at the nurse who was asking her questions, answering the easy ones like her name and birthday between whimpers, though she frowned when she was asked if Ricky had done this to her, shaking her head quickly. "N-No.. Ricky helped me, he-he saved me from Nathan.." she explained softly although she cried out in pain when one of the nurses did something to her wound, tears leaking down her cheeks.

The doctor snd the first nurse worked on the dog bite as there second nurse continued to ask questions. “Who’s Nathan?” She said softly. The nurse could tell this girl was an abuse victim. It wasn’t hard to see. From the way she spoke, the way she acted, and the bruises all over her body. The nurse knelt down and whispered into the doctors ear. She moved back to Altman’s side. “Do you want us to do a rape kit?” She asked snd gently touched her arm. “We can call someone snd get you out of whatever situation there was that got you looking like this.”

@ BadStreetBoys

"N-Nathan Sommer.." Alma whimpered, clearly terrified just mentioning his name. She hesitated a few moments as the nurse asked if she wanted a rape kit, thinking about it for a few minutes before nodding hesitantly, although she frowned as she mentioned helping her to get out of her situation. "No.. no I.. Ricky is helping me, he got me away from Nathan, he's helping me.. Just ask him." She insisted, wincing as the doctors began to work on her injuries again.

@ katahdin
The nurse nodded and marked some things down on the clipboard. She said something to a passing nurse who nodded and hurried off. “Are you sure? Ricky can help you but so can we.” She told the girl. The nurse sighed softly and knelt down besides the doctor whispering to her. He nodded snd she left. The nurse returned a few minutes later with Ricky.
Ricky moved to Alma’s side and gave a weak smile. “Hey.” He murmured, the worry clear on his face.

@ BadStreetBoys

Alma sniffled as the nurses and doctors continued to work on her injuries, shaking her head nervously as the nurse asked her again if she wanted their help. "N-Nathan said that i-if I ever said anything to the police o-or anyone that h-he'd kill me.." She frowned, clearly terrified that Nathan would somehow find out and get revenge on her. She looked up at Ricky as he came in, wiping at her eyes as she looked at him. "A-Are they almost done? C-Can we go home soon?" She asked softly, fresh tears running down her cheeks. It was clear she was terrified and in pain and just wanted to go home.