A Meeting in the Hospital

One trip to the hospital later, Forrest found himself sitting in the hall, right by the doors leading to the emergency room, resting his head on his intertwined hands, elbow on his knees. He had seen Christen off in there, where the nurses sternly told him he was to remain outside, while they and the doctor got to work on helping her recover from her injuries. He had already thought so back in the vehicle, but thinking back to all those wounds Christen had on her, he couldn’t help but worry about it, and wonder one thing.

How long was Christen forced to go through that pain?

It was not just the pain; he recalled the box of drugs back in the room he found her in. It was not just the syringe that had a dosage used, for he noticed some bags seemed half-empty, and empty vials in the box. Vials that must have contained some of the drugs as well, going by his nose. And he highly doubted those were the only ones injected into her throughout the past few years.

There was also the way Christe