This is my sequel to Alicia’s Summer Vacation. I read the story the first time around 1999 and I was horrified at how the story ended. The way it ended left me with a very sour taste in my mouth, because he was a child and the extent of the utter betrayal by those who should have loved him. I been thinking about how to write an ending for around 5 years and this is my feeble attempt.

Saving Alicia
A Wounded Child

By Christine

Chapter 1
It was eight thirty in the morning. The boring, droning voice of the teacher filled the classroom as the lazy morning sun filtered though the window. It was hard to stay awake with the teacher giving the most boring lecture in history, about history. This particular lecture had been about the American civil war. The students were nodding off. A few of the boy’s head’s were on the desk.

Alicia Peterson sat at her desk in the back row, as she always did every day. The teacher noted that she always always sat in the back row and tried very hard not to attract attention. She had a terrible shyness. There was something about her that disturbed him. Some students were shy but she was extreme.

The sixteen-year-old girl was sitting at her desk trying hard to pay attention to what the teacher was saying. Two above average size breasts held up her bright pink blazer. A red and white skirt hung just above her knees. Her shoes were black tennis shoes and pink socks that went up midway to her knees. Four bracelets were on one of her wrists and earrings on both ears. She was a very attractive girl, long brown hair hung down midway across her back in gentle waves. Her hair was parted in the middle so she didn’t have any bangs. Her body looked very small compared to other girls her age.

But lately, she was becoming a lot sicker. She had felt sick over the past year. She couldn’t eat much and always felt tired. It had become hard to concentrate on a task. She felt like she was going to vomit all the time now. Today it was worse than ever. She noticed her face had taken on a yellowish hue when it was normally dark olive.

The teacher asked her every day if she wanted to go home, but she wanted to be anywhere but home. That was her big secret she didn’t want anyone else to know about. She felt so ashamed, some times suicidal.

Around forty minutes into class, it happened all at once. A loud crash sounded though the classroom as she fell to the floor. She had just collapsed. Before she passed out, she heard a faint shout as the teacher called for the nurse.

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The first thing Alicia noticed was she wasn’t wearing the schools uniform anymore. She had on a hospital dress. There were tubes and IV’s attached to various parts of her body. She was in a hospital bed. Her eyes opened and she noticed a doctor wearing a white lab coat standing beside her reading a monitor. The doctors’ head turned toward her, he said kindly, “Your finely awake, Alicia. You’re not out of the woods yet Miss. But, it’s good to see you’re out of the coma. How do you feel?”
“I feel rotten. How long has it been?”

“Two weeks. You are damn lucky to be alive. Most people I have known that’s been in your stage don’t come out of the coma alive. You are very sick, Alicia. Do you mind telling me why you haven’t been to a doctor till now and how long you have taking female hormones?”

“Four years and why, that’s complicated. Lets just say I have not been let out much and leave it at that. Where is my brother?”

Alicia noticed a frown came across his mans face. “He isn’t an issue anymore. A lot has happened in the last two weeks. I will update you. Because of your chronic condition, and the lack of medical care. Child services deemed it necessary to remove his guardianship. That means you’re in the custody of the state now. There are two officers that want to talk to you after I leave.”

She took all of that in and he swore he saw her smile ever so slightly. Then she asked, “Doctor, what’s wrong with me?”

“You have a very advanced case of liver failure, young lady. I know you are not a biological girl, but you really should have been under a doctor’s care while taking that medication to transform yourself to Alicia. You should have had blood work done every two months. Why weren’t you seeing a doctor regularly?”

She thought a while and said finely, “I guess it cant hurt now. I didn’t want to be Alicia. My sister and my brothers’ wife chose this for me. I didn’t get a choice.”

He backed away totally aghast. “What! How is that possible? Why did you take the medication and live as a girl for this long willingly?”

She started crying, “Because when I resisted, they beat me.” She didn’t say anything else. She hid her face from him and bust into tears.

If she could have seen his face, she would have seen a horrified look spread over his face.

He simply turned and walked out of the door. Outside of the hospital room, there were two plain clothed officers. He said, “Officer Roberts. I really don’t know what this girl has been though, but what I was able to get. She has been very traumatized and abused. Go lightly on her.”

She looked at him and asked, “What did she say to you?”

“She said she never wanted the change. Her brother’s girlfriend forced the change on her. When she resisted, she was beaten. She also said they never let her out. I guess forcing that kind of change on her they didn’t want any risks.”

“Oh god, doctor. The only risk was she could die. I don’t know what goes though people’s minds when they hurt children.” Jessica's eyes flared up in anger. She heard Alicia crying in the hospital room and decided it wasn’t the best time to ask her difficult questions.

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Jessica had wanted to become Alicia’s guardian badly. She was a foster mother but DCF was reluctant to let her be the girls’ guardian. But in the end, Jessica was named as her primary guardian till answers could be answered. That meant all decisions had to go though Jessica now. She was updated on the seriousness of Alicia’s conditions. She hoped that Alicia didn’t have to have a transplant.

Jessica had been an officer of the law for 10 years. She moved up though the ranks quickly and proved herself equal to the men on the force. She had one problem; she threw herself into the case totally. Especially when it came to abuse of children. She worked hard on her body to keep it strong and in shape. As a result, Jessica could outperform most men do to her expertise in martial arts. That didn’t mean she was unattractive. Quite opposite. She had a stunning figure at five foot 5 with her long black hair down to the middle of her back. Her skin was beautiful and her figure was quite trim. She was wearing brown slacks and a matching overcoat sitting in a chair beside Alicia in her room.

Alicia was just looking at the other woman silently. She didn’t trust this woman at all. For most of her life she can remember, women abused and hurt her. Starting with her sister Kathy. She didn’t understand why Kathy hated her with such venom but safe to say, she did. Her fear of her sister was paralyzing to the point she didn’t want to upset her even when she wasn’t there. If she said something wrong about Kathy, she was sure Kathy would find out and she’d get hurt again.

“Please, don’t hurt me ma’am.” Alicia’s voice was trembling as she scooted back in her hospital bed.

The young woman’s face was full of compassion and sadness as she looked over Alicia. Her heart broke as she looked at the trembling body of this young girl. ‘What did her family do to her’?

“Alicia, I am a officer of the Special Victims Unit of the LAPD. I wont ever hurt you. My name is Jessica Robert and I am here to help sort this out. I have been appointed as your guardian, Alicia. Can you tell me what your family did to you?”

Alicia said softly, “ No ma’am. I am not allowed to talk about that.”

Jessica pressed her lips together. She said, “You…are…not…allowed?” emphasizing each word strongly. “And who doesn’t allow you?”

Her face was full of fear. She didn’t speak for a long time. Then she said, “Please don’t ask me questions. It angers Mistress Katherine.”

‘Katherine. That is her sister, what is this,’ Jessica thought to herself “Mistress Katherine, why do you refer to your sister as mistress?”

“She was in charge of me Officer Roberts. My brother appointed her as my mistress, “Alicia said.

“Were you a slave,” asked Jennifer in a horrified voice.

Alicia has started crying again. Tears were streaming down Alicia’s face. Clearly Alicia wasn’t going to say anything else. Jessica stood up and moved to stroke Alicia’s hair gently to show she cared. Alicia shrank back and wailed, “Please Ma’am don’t hit me. Im sorry im sorry!“

This was so irritating. Jessica cursed herself silently and pulled her hand back quickly. Jessica was the one sorry Alicia’s fearful demeanor combined with her reluctance to talk about her home life indicated quite severe trauma. Her heart cried out for poor Alicia. She just had to find out what the hell happened to the girl.

It was clear she wasn’t going to get anything more out of Alicia. Walking out of the room, Jessica told her partner, “This is one of the worst cases I ever been involved in. This girl has gone though hell. I don’t know what the hell those monsters did to her but I need to find out.”

She had, at first wanted to take care of Alicia. She still wanted to but now with this info she wanted to make the people that hurt her pay. She needed more information about exactly what took place, who had been involved and some specific events.