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“Kally, why don’t you come back to your room with me? We’ll get you something to help with this anxiety.”
I pull out of her hands and push her away from me. “I’m not anxious. Well, not in the way you think. I’m leaving and there isn’t one thing you can do to stop me.”
“I’m afraid we can’t let you leave, sweetie. I’m sorry.”
Anger and fear course through my body, and I run my hands through my hair, pulling it tightly. I act like I’m calming down and walk towards the nurses. As soon as one is by my side, I sidestep on her toes, thrust my elbow into her stomach, and turn and punch her in the nose. I look at the nurse on the ground in shock that I did that, giving the other nurse enough time to restrain me. I feel something sharp jab my arm, and my body goes light and fuzzy. I can still see and feel what’s going on around me, but I can’t act on it. My body doesn’t feel like my own, and I don’t like that. I like to feel in control. Now, I’m succumbing to the darkness all over again. I’m being controlled by another force. What is it with people that think they can do this to me? I’m a human being, but I feel like I’m being dangled on a string. If I don’t conform to the rules, then I’m punished… again.
“We’ll put her in the padded cell,” comes a voice I don’t recognize. “She’ll sleep off the effects of the tranquilizer, and we can reassess the situation then. Maybe then we’ll have information on what’s happening outside these walls.”
What is happening outside of these walls? Where’s Clark? Where is my family? I feel my eyes getting heavier by the second. Any moment now, I’ll be completely in the dark. I won’t know what’s happening until someone is ready to be brave enough to tell me.
Please let Clark and my family be okay.
Chapter 33
Colton
Getting into the hospital was easier than I thought it would be. I put on a pair of scrubs, a surgical mask, and a paper hat, and I’m disguised as a doctor. I sit in the waiting room to the ICU department and watch carefully as people come and go. Doctors, nurses, relatives. It’s such a somber place. I walk over to the doors and fumble around in my pockets. I pull out keys, cell, paper… everything but what I’m pretending to look for.
“Doctor, can I help you?” asks a soft voice.
I look over at the small woman dressed in a nurse’s uniform. I smile through my mask and, hopefully, it warms my dark eyes.
“I hope so. I’ve left my pass inside.”
“That’s okay. I’m going in there now. I can buzz you in.”
Bingo! “Thanks.”
The nurse swipes her card and the door buzzes open. Once we pass the threshold, another nurse rushes to us, and I think I’m busted, but she starts talking quickly to the nurse beside me and they run off together. The nurse who let me into the ICU looks over her shoulder and waves to me. I nod in acknowledgment and head over to the desk. I look at the large whiteboard and find the bay I’m looking for. This is all too easy. I expect someone to stop me, but I carry on without coming across any other hurdles.
I stop outside bay thirteen and smile. What a coincidence. This is going to be an unlucky bay for an extremely unlucky person.
I’ve waited my whole life to do what I’m about to do. My heart rate picks up with excitement. I pull back the curtain and walk in slowly. I’m stalking my prey. I look around at all the different machines. It’s so clinical in here. I walk over to the bed and run my hand over his head. The only thing I’m not happy about is that the fucker can’t hear or see what I’m about to do. I really wanted to be looking into the eyes of the person who should have loved me unconditionally when I finally end his life.
“I hope you burn in hell, Dad.”
I pull out the syringe in my pocket and draw up the extra-large dose of morphine. A dose that will take a minute max to do my job for me. I inject the liquid into his cannula. Euphoria washes over me as I watch the heart rate monitor spike.
Then, I slip out of the room and walk along the hallway. I make it to the desk when the code blue alarms ring loudly and people rush from all directions.
I walk out through the door and bump into someone as they rush past me. It’s only once the person is past me that I get a whiff of the toxic perfume I’ve come to know so well. A nurse holds my mother back as she yells and sobs uncontrollably. How the fuck can she feel so strongly about a man who never loved her?
I shake my head and walk down the corridor with a spring in my step. Two down… I wonder how many more I can assassinate tonight.
Chapter 34
Damien
I’ve sat in this hospital for hours without any contact with a doctor or nurse. I’m close to the end of my tether right now. Nancy has paced the corridor so much that I’m sure she’s going to create a hole in her shoes or the concrete. I can’t even comfort her because I’m a mess. I know Clark would want us all to stick together, but I can’t think positively for myself, never mind someone else. I can’t be the brave one everyone thinks I am. Right now, I feel like a frightened little boy. If Clark dies, then I’ll be alone. Kally will be alone. Nancy will be alone. Yes, we have other people in our lives, but they won’t make up for the loss of Clark. Nothing will.
“Can I get anyone some coffee or something to eat?”
I lift my head from my hands and rest it against the wall. My eyes lock with Caleb’s, and I can see in his eyes that he knows how I feel. He has close brothers. Pity rolls off him in waves.
I shake my head because no words will form.
“Nancy, you need to eat or drink something,” says Jared.
