“Of course she’s not in trouble. She’s hurt.” Dad came to stand in front of me and patted my leg. “Go ahead. He’s here to help, but you have to tell the truth.”
“I never lie, Dad.” He stared me down until I started talking. Still, I couldn’t tell him that it was a teacher, even if he was only a couple years older than me. “I was kissing a guy who used to go to St. Ailbe’s—”
Dr. Schel held up his hand. “You’re absolutely sure that he was connected with St. Ailbe’s?”
“Yes, but—” I stopped talking as the doctor took a slow step away from me. What was wrong with this place? He jerked his gaze to the floor and cleared his throat again. The stink of fear increased, radiating from him. I wanted to plug my nose, but that would’ve been rude.
“Unfortunately, it seems the nurse wasn’t misunderstanding anything. I’m sorry, but we’re not going to be able to help you here,” he said.
“What do you mean you’re not going to be able to help her? This is a hospital, for Christ’s sake!” Dad’s face had gone red and his fists were clenched.
“There’s nothing I can do for her. That anyone can do for her,” he said.
“Of course there’s something you can do for her. She has a fever of 108, goddamn it. She needs some antibiotics for whatever infection is giving her the fever. And some more Tylenol and fluids. Even I know this shit and I’m not a damn doctor!”
“I’m sorry. I truly am. But no doctor can fix what’s wrong with your daughter.”
What did he mean no doctor could fix me?
He held up his hands to stop us from moving. “Please. Please, wait here. Stay calm. I promise you that she’s fine for the moment. I’m going to get someone who can help you. A specialist.” He took some hurried backward steps and slid to the other side of the curtain.
Dad suddenly walked around the bed and stared at my back.
“Dad?”
“Oh, Christ Almighty.”
I twisted to look at him.
“You’re sure that it was someone from St. Ailbe’s that did this?”
I nodded.
“It was Dastien, the teacher that came to the house the day we got here,” Mom said.
Dad cursed again. “With what, Tessa? What did he scratch you with!”