The Fighter (AU/Punk)

Sages POV
I slowly open my eyes and am blinded by the fluorescent lighting. I squint as my vision adjusts before looking around to take in my surroundings.
"Oh good you're awake," a middle aged woman in scrubs says happily. "How are you feeling sweetie?"
"Um.." I mumble and take check of my body. My thighs hurt, my wrists hurt, but mostly my left arm kills. "Fine," I lie.
"Aright can you tell me your name?" She asks with concern.
"Uh Sage," I say and rub my eyes with my right hand. "Sage Matthews."
She writes on a clipboard before turning back to me. "Do you know why you're here Sage?" She asks kindly.
"Because my arm hurts?" I ask, struggling to remember what happened to me.
Then it hits me. The alleyway, the man, the rape, the knife. I feel the color wash out of my face and the beeping on the monitor increases rapidly.
"Shhh it's okay it's okay you're safe," the lady soothes and grabs my right hand. "Some officers would like to talk to you but would you like to call anyone first?"
"No thanks," I mumble and she leaves to get the police officers. She walks back in and I don't recognize either of the officers. Good, that will make this easier.
"Sage Matthews?" A tall skinny one asks me, looking through the frames of his thin wire glasses. I nod and cross my arms over my chest as they pull up two chairs to be next to my bed.
"Sage, can you tell me what happened to you?" The other one asks with concern, his blue grey eyes looking at me urging me to tell him.
"I don't know," I say and shrug my shoulders.
"What do you mean you don't know?" The skinny one asks.
"I mean I don't know," I say and glare at them. They look at each other, exchanging unsaid words.
"Well we aren't going to push you for information Ms. Matthews," the skinny one say and stands up. "But if you remember anything be sure to call us," he hands me his card and they leave the room. I toss the card into the trash without even reading it. I don't need some low ranking cops digging around my investigation and getting themselves killed. I sigh and begin to unhook myself from various machines and IVs.
"Woah there," the woman says and rushes towards me. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Leaving," I explain. "Where are my things?"
"I can't let you do that," she says and lightly pushes me back onto the bed.
"Actually I'm a legal adult so last time I checked I could leave this hospital whenever I wanted," I snap and climb out of the bed. "Now where is my stuff."
She glares at me and tosses me a bag with my dress and shoes in it. The contents of my purse spread out as well.
I smirk and she leaves the room in a huff.
I slide out of the hospital gown and into my dress, noticing blood staining the neon hem. I sigh and look at my arm for the first time. The white bandage covers the wound but I can make out the shape of an X bleeding through, I was marked.
I pull out my cell phone and contemplate who to call. I find myself dialing a number I know by heart.
"Hello?" A winded voice answers.
"Hey," I say lowly. "I'm glad to hear you're okay."
"You shouldn't be calling here violet," he says gently. "But thanks."
I mumble a goodbye and hang up the phone. It starts buzzing and I almost drop it due to shock. I look down to see Harry calling me.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Oh my fucking god Sage I've been calling and texting you why haven't you been answering where are you?" He rushes out, his voice a mixture of anger and worry.
"Um," I mumble. Should I tell him that I'm at the hospital? I don't really see a choice considering he's going to find out that I was marked anyways. "I'm at the hospital," I say feebly. Wrapping my arm around myself.
"What's wrong?" He asks, his voice laced with worry.
"Can you just come get me?" I whisper. The memory of what happened hits me over and over again, leaving my legs numb.
"Yeah I'll be there in 5," he rushes, sounding panicked. "Where are you in the hospital?"
"I'll just meet you by the emergency room entrance," I say, my voice hoarse.
I hang up and get to my feet before walking down the pristine hallways to the emergency room exit. I stop at a desk and an elderly nurse looks up at me warmly.
"What can I help you with dear?" She asks.
"I'm a patient here, I'm checking myself out," I whisper and lean against the desk for support.
"What's your name?" She asks and looks at me, the worry evident in her eyes.
"Sage Matthews," I say and rub my temples.
"Alright well you're free to go if you wish, but the doctors advise you to stay for further observation," she says kindly.
"No I'm okay," I say, my voice shaking. I was raped. "Thank you though," the words come out sounding choked.
"Oh dear," the nurse says and stands as I wrap my arms around my shaking body. She walks out from behind the large desk and comes over to me, she wraps her short arms around me, holding me close to her. I don't respond as she holds my shaking body. I feel the tears stream down my face and my arms slowly latch around her for support as I begin to sob.
"It's okay," she whispers soothingly and strokes my hair. I can feel peoples eyes on us as I sob but I don't really care.
"I'm sorry," I say after a moment, trying to collect myself.
"There's nothing to be sorry about," she says and squeezes me before releasing me. "Take care of yourself."
"I'll try," I admit and walk towards the exit just as a black range rover comes to a halt in front of the doors. Harry leaps out of the car and I push through the doors. He looks relieved when he sees me but the expression is soon replaced with worry as he comes towards me.
"What happened?" He asks and wraps his arm around me, leading me to the passenger door.
"Nothing," I mutter and he helps me into the car.
"If nothing happened then why were you at the hospital?" He asks as he starts the car. I kick off my shoes and pull my knees up to my chest, staring out the window.
"Can you just take me home?" I ask hoarsely.
"Sage please tell me what happened," Harry pleads. I look out the window to hide the tears that fall out of my eyes.
"Just drive Harry," I whisper and the car starts.
"We need to talk about this Sage," Harry says with frustration as he drives.
"So lets talk," I say weakly.
"What happened?" He asks yet again.
"I was attacked by some guy, I don't really know how I ended up at the hospital. I'm guessing someone walked into the alley and saw me unconscious," I say and shrug my shoulders.
"Who attacked you?" Harry asks.
"I didn't know him," I say and stare out the window at the passing buildings.
"What did he look like?" Harry questions.
"He was big," I recall.
"Did he have any tattoos or scars or anything that would distinguish him?" Harry asks.
"I don't remember," I say, tears welling in my eyes. All I remember is what he did to me.
"Did he say anything to you?" Harry asks.
"Nothing important," I whisper. 'You're Harry's girl' resonates in my head.
"Sage what did he do to you?" Harry asks, his voice breaking.
"He attacked me," I answer vaguely.
"How?" He asks.
"Horribly," I mutter and press my head into my knees. I feel the skirt of my dress slide down even further and I press my thighs together, wincing at the pain between my legs.
"Sage did he rape you?" Harry asks, just barely a whisper. I don't say anything and that's all the answer he needs. The rest of the car ride is in silence until Harry pulls up to his house.
"I asked you to take me home," I state, my voice hoarse.
"As far as I'm concerned this is your new home for the time being," Harry says and helps me out of the car. I stumble, my legs shaking. He easily lifts my into his arms and shuts the car door with his foot. I loop my arms around his neck and press my head into his shoulder, finding comfort in his scent and the security of his arms. He won't let that guy hurt me here. I'm not scared of anything. I'm Sage fucking Matthews. But for the first time in a really long time, it scares me to close my eyes or be alone. I couldn't fight that guy or defend myself. Maybe it's because I was drunk but I have an unsettling feeling that the same thing could have happened even if I was completely sober.

Notes

Aw I feel so bad for Sage :(
I DOUBLE UPDATED BECAUSE I LOVE YOU AND I CAN SERIOUSLY KEEP UPDATING IF YOU GUYS KEEP UP THE COMMENTS AND STUFF
questions:
IS SAGE REGRETTING HER DECISION TO GO UNDERCOVER?
WHATS HARRY GOING TO DO ABOUT THE GUY/WHY DID THE GUY ATTACK SAGE?
Hope you like it babes