Abby winced as Matthew started to question her, knowing it would've been better just to have sent him away in the first place. I am doing fine Matthew. I don't need to go to the hospital its nothing serious," she answered back, in almost a pleading tone. She was internally begging him to not get involved. People had gotten involved before and they had learned to stay far away from Abby. She was used to being alone in all of this, but for once she was actually wishing she had someone on her side, to save her from all of this, to protect her. Maybe that's why she let him in.<br/><br/>As Matthew mentioned having to report it, Abby quickly stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him, whimpering as she aggravated her rib. "No Matthew, please don't report this. Please, please don't tell anyone Matthew," she begged, gripping the back of his shirt tightly in her hands. "He's at work, he had to leave early..." she mumbled quietly, shrugging a little bit. Taking a step back, she fumbled a little, grabbing onto the nearby wall for support. She knew she shouldn't be running around with a concussion but she had to make sure that all the blood on the floor and her father's bedroom was cleaned up. Definitely before he got back from work tonight. As well as dinner having to be made.<br/><br/>For a moment, Abby hesitated on letting Matthew help her but ultimately, she knew she needed his help. "Okay... I guess I could use a little help cleaning up..." she conceded to his will, for once letting him actually help her out. Her legs shook slightly and she slid down to sit on the floor, holding her left side as she had to force herself to take deeper breathes than normal. "The floor... I'll do it..." she started quietly, wincing as she tried to stand, only succeeding in falling back on her ass. Abby needed a break, but she wasn't willing to take one. If her father got back and it wasn't done. God only knows what else he would do to her.<br/><br/>Forcing herself to stand, she headed for the stairs at a pretty slow pace. "Let me just get cleaned up first," she said, trying to smile at least a tiny bit. But she kind of just stood at the bottom of the stairs. "Uhm... Since you said you'd help, think you can go upstairs and get the first aid kit in the bathroom to your left?" she asked hopefully.