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Her Matter Of Trust

... for the way he had been in the past and was proud of the way he changed, but she could never forget. "Colin, where is he?" Aileen said. She couldn't believe how raspy her voice sounded. Patrick handed her a cup of water and patted her hand. "He's all right, Leena" Patrick said. "He's in pediatrics, Sarah is with him. He took some rough treatment from that bastard, but the doctor said he would make a full recovery. He's a tough lad." Only then after finding out the condition of her son did Aileen allow herself to drink the water her b*****r had given her. The cool drink felt like liquid satin as it cooled her dry and raw throat. "I want to see him." Aileen said. "You will, in time, but you need to do some healing of your own. That son of a bitch broke two of your ribs." Patrick said. "You will be fine as well, though you need to let yourself recover." "I'm fine enough as it is now. He needs his mother. He needs to know I'm here for him." Aileen said with determination. "I know, Leena, I know, but if you could just rest awhile..." "Now, Pat, please!" Aileen said. Patrick hesitated but finally he said, "Okay, I'll see what I can do." "Thank you, Pat." Aileen said. Patrick nodded and made eye contact with her conveying he understood how badly she needed to be with her boy, and then left the room to track down her doctor. A few hours later, Aileen found herself being taken by wheelchair to the pediatrics ward to see Colin. It took a bit of cajoling with the doctors and nurses, ...

... but eventually they relented and told Aileen she could have a brief visit with her son. They had him in a private room, and as the orderly rolled her into it she immediately laid eyes on her son. Her heart broke as she looked upon him. She was wheeled right up to the side of his bed and she saw how bad the damage was. Aileen couldn't hold in the loud sob that escaped from her lips as she put her hand over her mouth. Tears started flowing down her cheeks. Sarah was still there with Colin. Sarah had always been a tactful and empathic person and without a word she placed her hand on Aileen's shoulder giving her a gentle squeeze of support then left so Aileen could be alone with her son. Colin was asl**p. He looked so small and precious; that he was also covered in bruises and bandages was obscene. She f***ed herself to look at her son. The angry red and purple welts covering his face and arms, the swollen eyes and lip, the I.V. fluids hooked up to his arms sustaining his life, she took this all in and wept. She folded her arms over the guardrail of the bed, laid her head down on them, and wept like she had never wept before. How could someone do this to such an innocent little boy? How could she have let it happen? The people who had been most influential to her in her life were running through her mind; her father, her mother, and Fred. They never once admitted that what they did was wrong and Aileen hadn't believed it was. If she was beaten, she had done something bad because it ...