After struggling all night to remain conscious, Elle was deeply reluctant to wake. Why, she wondered dimly as she scrunched her eyes shut, had she fought this so hard? She was warm, and comfortable, and this was where Daddy wanted her to be.
A nurse rapped her knuckles lightly on the door to get Elle's attention. "It's time for breakfast, Miss Cardinal," the woman said, stepping over to the bed and gently pulling the covers down. Elle tried to roll over on her side, but the sudden movement tugged sharply on her shoulder, and all the pain medication in the world couldn't stop it from throbbing angrily. Wincing, she raised her hand to the wound, relieved to find it bandaged and in a sling once more.
"You must be more careful, Jaye," the nurse scolded her. "That was a nasty accident you had."
Right, an accident, Elle though bitterly, sliding out of bed. No, she shouldn't think like that; Daddy had put her here to make her stronger. He'd said so. He wouldn't have put her here if she wouldn't be better for it.
Once she had made her way to the cafeteria, she grabbed a few slices of french toast and a glass of milk and carried her tray to a table. It was awkward, trying to balance the tray with one hand, but she managed. No point in accosting a guy and getting him to carry it for her - Daddy would find out and be upset.
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A nurse rapped her knuckles lightly on the door to get Elle's attention. "It's time for breakfast, Miss Cardinal," the woman said, stepping over to the bed and gently pulling the covers down. Elle tried to roll over on her side, but the sudden movement tugged sharply on her shoulder, and all the pain medication in the world couldn't stop it from throbbing angrily. Wincing, she raised her hand to the wound, relieved to find it bandaged and in a sling once more.
"You must be more careful, Jaye," the nurse scolded her. "That was a nasty accident you had."
Right, an accident, Elle though bitterly, sliding out of bed. No, she shouldn't think like that; Daddy had put her here to make her stronger. He'd said so. He wouldn't have put her here if she wouldn't be better for it.
Once she had made her way to the cafeteria, she grabbed a few slices of french toast and a glass of milk and carried her tray to a table. It was awkward, trying to balance the tray with one hand, but she managed. No point in accosting a guy and getting him to carry it for her - Daddy would find out and be upset.
[for
her favorite puppyPeter Petrelli]