When I woke up the sun was barely up in the sky. But that wasn’t my problem, the pain that had me writhing was. I clutched my chest in pain, hitting it severally like it would automatically stop.
The little cupboard by my beside had never seemed that far away until now. I stretched out my hand in agony and tried to get my pills, but my fingers only ended up brushing the edge of the cupboard.
I tried to get up but only succeeded in falling back to the bed as something strong pulled at my chest almost suffocating me. This couldn’t be the end of me, I was yet to accomplish all the things that I wanted.
Maybe I should’ve listened to Charles and gotten treatment but that would only post-pone the inevitable. I just need a few weeks at the most to get my revenge done and then death could lay its cold hands on me. I didn’t mind.
Something was wrong, even a blind man could see it from miles away. I listened through the entire meeting but barely heard a word. They talked mostly about shares and opening another branch in some city I didn’t catch the name. My eyes shifted to the jot pad Car had left on the table, his handwriting had to be the ugliest thing in the world as I scanned over what he had written. He was my assistant, but it felt like he was more, like I should care for him. The meeting was barely over when I stood up from the meeting and left. I went straight to the restroom, sure that a clue to whatever was wrong with him would be there. I went straight to the waste bin that was at the far end of the restroom. Lying at the bottom was a rumpled toilet paper that was stained with blood, and lots of it. There was a sudden pani
My heart refused to slow down as I downed another pill. Nothing I did seemed to work as I bent over my desk. I almost had a heart attack when I saw Drew come out of Don’s office. When I first learned that Drew didn’t come to the company, I was happy because I wouldn’t have to deal with him and any lingering feelings that might still be there. Clearly today was not on my side. His pale blue eyes as they spared me just a glance before he looked away. It had my heart sprinting like it always did in the past, clearly whatever I felt for him was still there. Not as strong as before but there, nonetheless. The little bottle on my desk fell over making the tablets in them spill over. This was my life saver, my small fingers putting them back into the bottle. I hated being dependent on anything but this one was a necessity. It was clear I had tak
It was an unnerving silence in the car after that that I didn’t ask for. My thoughts going into a spin as I thought of what she just said. The green-eyed girl that should’ve stayed dead. The real color of my eyes were green, and I should’ve definitely stayed dead. I swayed from the road a little as I contemplated the possibility that it could be me she was talking about. If it really was then it meant I was in trouble of Don finding me, but I also couldn’t be the reason Don was having issues with his fiancée. There was no reason my being alive would have such effect on him. I put my attention back to the road, the last thing I needed was a car crash. I tapped the steering wheel nervously as I pulled into a driveway that led to Daisy’s house. It was a mansion that definitely amazed me, not that I had expected less.
With unsteady steps I managed to make it back to my house, my head reeling with more questions than I had in the beginning. I opened the door only to see Charles standing there like he had been waiting for me to come in. “You’re back late” he said, moving to take my bag but I shrugged him off. “I’m sorry, we’ll just have dinner together some other time” I assured him before walking past him but he held me back, his hands enclosing around my elbow. “My least concern is the dinner, I want to know how you’re doing” he felt my temple with the back of his palm. “Seriously I’m fine, you already called me at work, you have nothing to worry about” I told him, beginning to feel irritated. All I wanted now was a warm shower and to bury myself under loads of blanket
I pressed my back to the wall as a lady passed, but not before I get a glimpse of her eyes that startled me. I closed my eyes and counted to ten before I opened them, watching a big bulky man pass. There was no way I was seeing her now in hospital hallways, it just didn’t make any sense to me. making sure that no one else was passing I back into the hallway and enter the office with Dr. Shelby written on top. He looked surprised to see me, his expression startled but he masked it into one of cool indifference. “I wasn’t expecting to see you Mr. Don” he said, motioning for me to sit down which I did. I was too exhausted to do otherwise anyway. I let my eyes wander around the office, the place always neat and arranged. It was easy to see that Dr. Shelby was an organized fellow and that meant
I almost had a heart attack when I saw Drew standing in front of my desk, going through the files on them. I wasn’t sure if it was the sight of him in that all back suit or the fact that he could blow my cover this minute. With careful steps I walked closer, hoping that the file I’d stolen from Don’s office was not among the pile. He seemed to sense my presence as he turned immediately I got closer. “Good morning sir” I said, lowering my eyes a little before looking back up. He regarded me with a nod, still flipping through the pages. I held my breath as we stood there, me waiting for what he could possibly find. With my palms growing sweaty, I cleaned them on my pants and glanced at the elevator in case I needed a quick escape. “What do you think of Don?” he suddenly ask
With all the information that I managed to get out of Frank without seeming suspicious, I dug deeper into my research. The file I had stolen from Don’s office did half of the job for me. It was evidence that the two families were dealing in arms and drugs. This was enough to put them behind bars and confiscate all their properties but no doubt they could have connections that would bail them out. I needed something stronger. It was already a few days and Don was yet to return to the office. I would never admit out loud but, it had me worried. When I asked Drew about it again, he asked me not to worry. But I just couldn’t and telling Charles about it was a bad idea. The door cracked open and I immediately shove the evidence on my lap down. Drew poked out his head before gradually coming out with a stack of files in his hand.
“Carrie” I whispered into the dark as I felt myself being lifted. It was like I didn’t have control of my body, just floating, warm hands roaming my body. I tried to take back control of my body, but it was like something was weighing me down, pressing down to my chest as I spiraled into the darkness again. When I came to again, I was slightly better than before. I could see a face standing over me. when I opened my eyes, I saw it was Car, my assistant from work. What was he doing here? I tried to call him, but I couldn’t, I still felt numb all over. Did father send him over here to finally end my life? I doubted that. Cassie’s birthday was a few days away and the media was going to be present. He needed me there with Daisy clinging to my arm, like the perfect couple we were not. If there was anything father