CHAPTER TWO
I slowly opened my eyes in an unknown room, I was feeling so blank as I tried to take in my surroundings,when it occurred to me that I was in an hospital room. memories flooded back _ being released from prison today after two years, the car, the figure, the eyes and him calling my name.
“Who was that? It can’t be Eric, he was announced dead two years ago..but, what if ?””
“Ahh” i winced as I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my head. It felt as if my head was going to pull off at that moment.
“Miss,” a nurse said, as she gently helped me to sit up. “Miss cami, you need rest”.
I nodded my head, as she handed the medication and glass of water to me.
“Who…saved me?” I asked, my voice hoarse.
“He’s in another ward receiving treatment, he sprained his ankle” she replied and guilt filled me.
Why do I keep causing pain to people around me?..” I whispered to myself.
The nurse helped me relax my back on the bed before leaving. Few moments later, a doctor walked in.
“Miss smith you’re lucky, you didn’t get any injuries..all you need is enough rest,
Seems you haven’t been getting that” he said with a little smile on his face.
“Thank you doctor, can I go and see the guy who helped me now?” I asked with pleading eyes.
“You’ll see him once you’re done resting, for now, take a nap” he replied with a smile before leaving me alone in the room. Leaving me to wander alone in my thoughts.
Staring at the ceiling, my mind drifted back to the incident that just happened,
If he hadn’t come to save me, I would’ve been dead now right?… would it have been better?..leaving this world?” I thought.
My thoughts were interrupted by a faint knock on the door.
“Come in”, I said, expecting the doctor or nurse, but to my surprise it was my sister, Lucia. Standing at the door with tears streaming down her eyes,despite that, her beauty still stood firm. Lucia’s beauty is definitely one to behold, with her smooth skin,almond eyes,thick-full brows,pointed nose and an apple shaped lips.her hair has grown two times longer than when I last saw her, and it clicked “ how time flies”
Lucia has always been everyone’s favorite, because of her beauty and angelic personality, but most Importantly _ she has always been my little fairy.
Staring at her now, I felt a mixture of anger, sadness and confusion. “Why was she here now?”
“Sister….” Her voice drew me back to reality as she engage me in a bone cracking hug crying.
“I’m sorry…I’m so sorry” she said amidst tears. I remained calm and let her be.
She stood still,staring at me for a moment, with guilt written all over her.
“Why are you here?” I asked the only question I had in mind.
“Dad wants me to bring you back home, the family misses you” she replied.
“Wow!…I’m glad that my presence matters after two years, is he ready to be called the father to a murderer now?” I asked, a dark chuckle escaping my lips.
“C’mon camellia, we’re family and dad said he has forgiven you…they are all in the past now” she replied and that was all I needed to break down.
“Family?…what’s family?..tell me your so-called definition of “family”..tell me Lucia,
tell me you fool!..you had the guts to show up here after two years and try to lecture me?..huh?” My voice cracked as tears streamed down my face.
“A man who said he can never be the father of a murderer?..a man who threw me out without a second thought when I needed him the most?…is back to take me back in, like I’m some piece of toy he’d just toss around with” I continued with a dark chuckle plastered on my lips.
“Y’all abandoned me when I needed y’all the most, and I’m going to do same to everyone of you. Henceforth , I’m no longer a part of your family, I’m now an “orphan”.
“Get out!” I yelled, as all I could feel at this moment were nothing but pain and betrayal.
Lucia’s eyes swelled up with tears as she made to reach out for my hand, seeing that, I gave her a light push.
“Don’t touch me” I warned strictly.
“Camellia, please you need to have a rethink” Lucia
“I said out!” I screamed out in pure pains.
“How about mum?..ain’t you going to see her one more time?” She asked, her hands trembling.
“She’s not good enough to be called my mother” I replied simply.
“Now, out!” I yelled,as i turned aggressive,throwing out the things I could lay my hands on. This had freightened her to she screw off, leaving me alone in the room.
“Ahh”…I let out a cry as I felt my head banging really hard, the room suddenly became spining and voices began playing in my head.
I was In so much pain,as tears slipped out of my eyes. I held my head so tight as the voices began.
“You’ll pay for this,I promise you”
“She killed him..she killed him”
“ I’ll haunt you, till you die”
“ I warned you to stay away from that guy….YOU MURDERER.
My dad’s statement was the last I heard before slipping into a deep sleep. I felt myself drowning in a deep sea, as I started gasping for air.
Suddenly,the machine started beeping and the nurse rushed in shouting.
“Miss smith…miss smith”
And darkness took over again.
CHAPTER ELEVENThey weren't just watching, they were inside.They both stood outside, and a deafening silence enveloped the air.Amy reached out to Camellia's hand in panic, squeezing it tightly as her wide, terrified eyes lingered on the bold black message written on the wall.Camellia's facial expression remained neutral, showing no signs of fear or comfort, just her gaze on the wall. Her heart thundered in her chest, each beat echoing like a war drum.Slowly, Camellia began approaching the door, scanning the shadowy corners of the apartment, suspicion laced in her eyes.“Amy…” she whispered, her voice barely heard through the palpable tension. “ I think someone is still here”.Amy nodded slowly, a cold dread settling in her stomach. “ The door was locked when we left right?”“Yes…I locked it myself” Camellia replied as you got hold of the door, ready to swing it open.“Cami..we can just run, we don't need to go inside,” Amy said worriedly.“No! My documents and letters are still In
The weighty accusation from Mrs. Caddel lingered ominously in the atmosphere, reflecting the harsh reality of Camellia’s current situation. Her heart raced, pounding in her chest as if it might explode.“Mrs. Caddel?” Camellia murmured, her voice barely audible. The name was a painful reminder she had desperately tried to erase from her life.The woman in black emerged from the limousine, moving stiffly, each step a poignant reminder of her sorrow. Her dark eyes held a harsh intensity as she locked her gaze on Camellia. Once vibrant and full of life, the woman’s features were now marked by deep grief, transforming her into a figure of bitterness.“Yes… you monster,” Mrs. Caddel spat, her voice low and filled with venom. “You took my son from me; you took my only child and shattered my family.”Amy quickly intervened, positioning herself between Camellia and the furious woman. “Mrs. Caddel, please. This is neither the time nor the place for this, and besides, Camellia has already serve
The words of the enigmatic man lingered in the atmosphere, causing Camellia’s heart to pound violently against her chest in response to the unexpected and unsettling revelation. “You… know him?” she managed to whisper, her voice fragile like ice on a frozen pond.The man, dressed in a dark suit, remained completely motionless, his dark sunglasses obscuring his eyes. He simply nodded slowly and deliberately. “Yes, I know Eric Caddel.”Amy, still positioned protectively in front of her friend, stepped closer, her body taut with tension. “That’s not an answer! Who are you? How did you know Eric? And why are you here now?” Each question escalated in volume, tinged with a mix of fear and anger.Ignoring Amy’s question, he casted his gaze fully to Camellia.” Camellia, I’ve been searching for you ever since you left the hospital…”“Why?” Camellia trembled with apprehension.“Because I want to help you uncover the truth. As someone who had a close relationship with Eric, I’m aware he wouldn’t
“Who are you?” Williams’ voice emerged again, this time more assertive.At that moment, the flickering lights stabilized and brightened.As he fixed his gaze on the figure before him, Williams couldn't help but wonder who it could be, his stare intense and focused.“Well, well, if it isn't the ‘demi-god’ himself,” a harsh and mocking voice sneered.Ethan, who had remained silent up until now, quickly stepped forward to protect Williams. “What do you want from us?” he demanded.The tall figure, wearing a perpetually bored expression, said nothing as he revealed his face with a smirk.“Dan?” the two friends exclaimed in disbelief.“Low peeps,” he responded, still smirking.Dan is the leader of the "Beat Tones," a rival band infamous for their jealousy towards Williams.“Dan,” Williams said firmly, “what do you want?”With that smirk still in place, Dan took a step closer. “Just here for the show, Will, and I’m disappointed it turned out to be such a waste of time. Guess you guys only kno
**CHAPTER SEVEN**Lucia remained in the living room, sobbing uncontrollably, her tears streaming down her face—a manifestation of her father's apathy and the deep sorrow she felt from Camellia's absence.Meanwhile, in his study on the second floor, Mr. Smith approached his reading desk, his eyes falling upon a photo frame resting there. With Smiling faces within: himself, his wife, a young vibrant Camellia, and a cherubic Lucia. He picked it up, his gaze lingered on Camellia as his hand unconsciously brushed over her image, a flicker of something unreadable _regret? Longing?_ as his mind drifted into a blank space. A sigh left his lips, a sound heavy with unspoken emotion.He placed the picture back on the desk and left the room, quietly shutting the door behind him as he made his way his bedroom.Upon entering the bedroom, He found his wife lying flat and pale on the bed. He cautiously approached her, studying her face intently and releasing a sigh.Her face was a disarray; remna
CHAPTER SIXCamellia felt her heart racing as Amy approached the door, unable to shake off her sense of discomfort.Noticing her tension, Amy glanced over and offered her a reassuring smile.As Amy reached the door, and opened it,she came face to face with an angry looking woman. “ when do you intend to repay me ? Do you plan on living in my house without paying for the rest of your life ?” The woman demanded angrily.“Ma’am Jane, I assure you that I will repay you soon” she responded with a calm demeanor.Old Ma’am Jane’s expression turned into a tight scrowl, her eyes narrowing as she glared at Amy. “ Do I seem like I run a charity here? You need to settle your debt quickly, or I’ll have no choice but to kick you out,” she warned, giving one last piercing look at Amy before storming away.With the door shut behind her, Amy exhaled In relief and returned to her seat next to Camellia, a touch of embarrassment coloring her cheeks.“Sorry you had to see that, she’s been on my neck for w