Trevor’s features darkened. “They wouldn’t tell me anything. How is he?”
“He’s in pretty bad shape. But Presbyterian is the best. I’m confident,” she said with her voice cracking, “I’m sure he’ll be okay. Life couldn’t possibly be that cruel, could it?”
She saw in his eyes that he knew differently. Life was most definitely a bitch. But he wasn’t going to be the one to tell her that.
“No baby girl. Life would not be that cruel. You keep the faith in your heart and hold onto the hope. Derek is strong. He can fight his way back to us. Go now, be with him. I love you.”
Chloe lay her head back down for a few seconds and before she even processed the words she said, “I love you too. Please hurry and get better.”
Trevor stroked her hair again. When she pulled her head up this time she could see that her words had made an impact on him.
“I’ll be back,” she said.
With his crooked and obviously painful smile he said, “I know you will be.”
Chloe left Trevor, hugged Samantha one more time and headed up the stairwell that the nurse at the front desk directed her to. As soon as she pulled open the door at the top of the stairs she was met with a mad rush of air. The green helicopter sat atop the hospital with the city as its backdrop and its massive blades beat the air. It simply had a red cross and the words:
Life flight
painted on the side of it. As she studied it curiously she saw the doors of an elevator open and a gurney, surrounded by three nurses and a doctor being rushed out. The nurses were pushing machines that were attached to the man on the gurney somehow and they pushed it all up onto the ramp that lay open against the concrete. Not even considering the ramifications, Chloe ran towards them. She had to see him, even only for a second. She heard the vague sound of someone calling her name, but she didn’t stop. They were pushing the gurney in when she vaulted onto the ramp.
“What are you doing here?” One of the attendants said. “You can’t be here!”
She barely heard the words from the blood pulsing in her head. Derek’s face and head were so wounded that he was barely recognizable. A tube went into his mouth and down his throat and every few seconds it would beep and give him a breath. He looked so vulnerable, so broken and suddenly instead of feeling anxious and afraid she felt angry. Angry wasn’t even the right word for it. It was like a volcano erupted inside of her and the lava was replaced with rage that slowly, but completely consumed her.
“Miss you have to leave or we’ll have to call security.”
She still wasn’t looking at the nurse. Instead she told Derek, “I know he did this and I promise you that he will pay if I have to use my last breath to make sure of it.”
“Chloe!”
The sound of her name snapped her back and she was staring into Kevin’s eyes. He held out his hand and she took it, and then he led her back behind the colored tape and while Jake looked on, they waited.
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esse sat in the car outside of the Emergency room waiting. He wanted so badly to go inside. He wanted to see her pain. He wanted to smell it. He’d watched her and Stark having sex on the side of a hill like savages earlier in the day. What a slut she must have turned into...or maybe she had been one all along. He’d always suspected that she’d been cheating on him. Little bitch had probably been fucking everything with legs all along. He hoped that it was worth it. She was going to pay for her sins, and soon. As a matter of fact, he had already begun to make her pay.
He smiled as he remembered watching that little red car careen down the hill towards that curve. He’d driven far behind at a distance where there was no way Stark could make out his features and he watched. He wished that he could have been close enough to hear Stark’s screams as it turned end over end. It was like watching a kaleidoscope for several seconds. There was flash after flash of color and chrome against the late afternoon sun and glass was flying in every direction. When it finally came to a stop upright, Jesse was pissed to see that Stark was still moving.
He’d begun to jog across the windy road and finish him off, but that bastard they almost hit had gotten out of his car and was on the phone with someone. Jesse's best guess would be that it was the police. He was pissed that the son of a bitch hadn’t just died like he was supposed to. He should have been killed easily, slamming into and through that guardrail at over sixty miles an hour and dropping ten feet. Jesse’s plan was perfect but somehow Stark had the dumbest luck of anyone that he had ever seen. That didn’t matter though. If he was still alive Jesse was sure that he would be out of commission for months. Out of commission meant out of the way. He didn’t like or dislike Stark and he didn’t necessarily want to kill him.
But what did he expect?
Why was he going out of his way to “romance” Kelly? Stark is a multi-millionaire and could have any woman in the world that he wanted.
Jesse had driven to the hospital just after the accident and waited. What he’d seen when Kelly finally arrived shocked him, but it made a lot of things begin to add up.
She got out of the black BMW with the older woman...Samantha Whitemore. Jesse focused his binoculars on their faces. Kelly’s was streaked with tears while the other woman had her jaw set as if fighting back her emotion. None of that was what had struck Jesse however. What struck him was how much like the older woman Kelly looked. He watched them go into the hospital clutching onto each other for support and it suddenly dawned on him...Kelly told him once that she was adopted. This woman who looked so much like her had to be her birth mother and the man that was with Stark when the “accident” happened was her father. Jesse wondered how she’d found them and then he realized that was probably all Derek Stark’s doing. If these people really are her parents then that would make Stark her brother-in-law. How twisted was that? He wondered if the older people thought they were just friends, or if they knew that they were out and about, rutting like pigs on their property.
“Well, well Kelly. You found those people just in time for it to be convenient for me. The more people that you care about, the more tools I have for making you suffer”
He was smiling to himself.
Everything the stupid little cunt did seemed to backfire on her. He wished he could go into that hospital and watch as she cried. He wanted so badly to see her face twisted up in anguish at the site of her lover, bloody and beaten with tubes running here and there.
But not yet.
Everything has to be perfect because the hatred that he’d felt for her before had become an all-consuming passion. Jesse didn’t just want to kill her. First he wanted her to be afraid. He wanted her very afraid and begging for her miserable life. Then he wanted her in pain. He wanted her alive while he cut on her and tore away bits of her rotten flesh. She was so good at playing the sweet innocent one. He wanted to pull back her skin and expose her for the liar she is. Then he wanted to throw her body into a pit, still living and breathing, but only minutes between her and death. Then he would shovel dirt and rocks into it and watch her eyes and listen to the sweet sounds of her crying and begging for her life. Just before he tossed the last shovel down over her and she choked to death on the dirt that filled her throat and lungs, he wanted to make sure that she knew she brought this all on herself.
If she had only behaved and done as she was told, he would be a successful attorney now and she would be an attorney’s wife. But she was too fucking stupid for that. She’d ruined his life and last night while they slept he had cut that brake line in the little red sports car, waited for the fluid to drain into a towel, thrown the towel away and then sat back in his spot to watch this all play out.
It was perfect. His plans always are.
“I’m coming Kelly.” He said out loud to himself. “Soon...very soon.”
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