This is a fictional story. Chapter 11 of ‘Death of a Teddy’
Chloe squeezed me tight. Wishing and praying that her big sister would wake up. We sat by her side willing her better, sending positive vibes and all of our love.
Droplets of water fell on my fur. I look up and noticed her crying. Mum’s talking to the doctors, asking what happened and of course she’s standing there lying.
Explaining how Lacey was walking upstairs to bed and she lost her footing. Pretending she’s a caring mum and asked her to watch where she was looking. But alas poor Lacey was being silly on the top step. She saw her falling and it made it lose her breath.
Wow what an actress. I mean she is good, she could win an award. Actually made even me believe her for a second, but we all know why Lace is in this ward.
I wish they could hear me so that I could just tell them, this woman is a monster she needs locking up! Then suddenly Chloe shouted “Mummy BANG Lacey.” And she said quite loud and really abrupt.
“Sorry little one, what did you say?” The doctors and nurses began closing in. “Mummy BANG Lacey on the stairs yesterday.” I couldn’t believe it I had such a grin!
“Mrs Doors. Is what she saying in fact correct?” “No of course not Chloe was sleeping when Lace fell down the steps.”
“She must of had a nightmare when she realised that Lacey fell. These two do have quite the imaginations, they are very clever girls.”
Again she was lying well enough to be part of MI5. I was actually pretty scared for all our lives.
If she could lie this well then we didn’t have a chance! Would yesterday be the last time we would ever dance?
She carried on with the most laughable explanation one really did hear. Saying how Lace usually loved school and then with a little tear, went on to tell them the little trouble was going on at school? Saying she believed it was a place terrible and cruel.
Well actually that was the case for poor Lacey, but mother never listened. She went in for the kill mentioning bullies and as the water from her eyes glistened.
“Lacey’s had a real tough time.” Mother went on and on. The funny thing was she was the main reason everything is wrong!
She didn’t care about those kids just the men she befriended when dad was away. The multiple uncles that we had to be nice to and share breakfast with the next day.
I would feel sorry for their father, but he was just as bad. She wasn’t fit to be their mum and wasn’t fit to be dad.
He left us all so he could chase the booze and the drugs. Rather be with a bunch of hooligans, the football thugs.
How can you love anything more than your precious children? You think someone would intervene and these creeps would lose them.
We could go to a family that loves us. One’s that wake us up with toast and jam and tea. Smell of bacon being cooked on the weekend. Not the smell of booze and wee.
The parents would love each other and never ever argue. The kind of love that lasts forever and there’s enough for you.
That was never going to happen we’re stuck in this hell forever. Hang on I recognise that voice, oh shit its uncle Trevor.
“Hello babes is Lace doing any better?” Acting in front of the hosptial staff thinking that they’re clever.
“Did you know Bradley was here? Apparently he fell quite bad at Hamsted Heath the other day?” Fell you bloody Liar. He was beaten by his dad. I wish Lacey was awake so she could say.
I want to shake her, wake her up so we can right these lies. What the hell we going to do if one of these kids die?
I looked over at poor Bradley he was only three beds down. He would of looked peaceful laying there in the hospital gown, except he had ferocious wounds scattered about his body. He looked so lifeless and his breathing was really dodgy.
Sat there beside him was wise old little Jack. I bet he felt as useless about Bradley’s attack.
His brother made them walk away knowing what was in store. I wonder if he went kicking and screaming dragged along the floor?
He turned his head and noticed me and began to walk on over. Tears filled his eyes as he got closer.
“Did they do this to each other? What happened the other day?” Then along come Jackson’s Brother acting all coy giving us a simple, “Hey!”
“What happened to Lacey poor girl is black and blue!?” Mother went on with her lies as if Jack’s brother never knew.
All of these fiends were evil incarnate and Jack had that look upon his face. He walked over and whispered in her ear. “Don’t worry we will get them Lace!”
He looked up and gave me a smile and a nod. Then walked back over to Bradley and sat there on his tod.
Got out an A3 sheet of paper and a load of pens. Title of the paper. ‘How to make a mends.’
Jackson started making marks upon the paper. You could see he hated all the adult traitors.
Rapidly jotting down what he could over hear. What he was doing wasn’t exactly clear?
Day by day the children slept but Jackson would pop in. Listening to what THEY had to say, really had him in a spin.
What master piece was he working on I really wanted in! Yet they sweetly slept, so quietly you could hear a pin.
Four days passed and at last I noticed some movement. If Lace and Bradley would wake up it would be a massive improvement.
The plan could be listened to and perfected. We could work out a way that we would finally be protected.
“Billy?” Yes, she’s waking up. “Morning little Lace!” Oh, how it was good to see her face alert and awake.
“What’s going on?” “You had an accident down the stairs.” “That was because of MUM!” “Yes, but I think Jackson can help us there?”
I pointed over to Jackson sitting by Brad’s bed. Listening to everything the stupid adults said.
I think he has a plan or is cooking one up?” Maybe he will have the remedy to help us get unstuck.
Lacey waved her hand at Jack, and he smiled back. Gathered up his things and stuffed them into a sack.
Walked on over and squeezed Lacey, “I’m glad that you’re ok! Now listen up we got a lot to get through today.”
Our ears pricked up with pure intrigue and so Jack began. He explained that they would all get together soon and from that his hatched a plan.
All Lace had to do was get the others to have a sleep over the same night. Apparently, her mum was hosting some sort of boxing fight?
From that we knew booze and drugs would surely be close by and Jack would bring along his shiny new devise.
“I know it’s really dangerous but if we catch them in the act we can bring them down Lace.” Hearing those words put a huge grin upon her face.
“I’m in!” she agreed with a glint in her eye. Like she was planning her own kind of surprise?
I asked her “Hey what you up to?” She smiled a toothy grin. “I think I got something that I can put in to the gin?
Nothing that would or could kill, just something that will make them ill.
They really did deserve it, that ghastly adult crew. They plot together well these VERY clever two.
Just need Brad to wake so we can fill him in. Bradley slept for 4 more days before we could begin.
Lace was almost healed and ready to be discharged. We let Bradley in on all the plan, we had at large.
“I love it but that’s on in a couple nights. I will still be in hospital the day of the big fight.”
“Its ok Brad, you’ve been through far too much.” Lacey took his hand and whispered, “Leave this one to us.”
He smiled at her and shook his head with an all familiar nod. It was time to get rid of these bloody nasty sods!