LOGINCHAPTER 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.
No one spoke for a long time.Just the sound from the wall clock as if mocking the silence that filled the room.Camellia sat frozen, her hands twisting in her lap. Williams waited, crouched in front of her, his voice low when he finally asked again.“Who was Eric Caddel to you?”Her throat tightened.“My past,” she said faintly. “And my biggest mistake.”Liam frowned. “What do you mean?”Shaking her head slowly, she replied. “He was… someone I loved.”The words fell heavy.Williams blinked, caught off guard. “You loved him?”Camellia nodded, eyes clouded with memories.“He was my first everything. My first safe place, my first laughter after chaos. Eric Caddel was gentle. Patient. He used to write my name on napkins and say it looked too beautiful to waste.” She gave a broken laugh. “And his mum hated me for it.”Miss Clara sank slowly into a chair, listening.Williams stayed still, silent.“His mum never thought I was good enough. She thought I was using him. But Eric didn’t care. H
The light from the hallway spilled into the room, slicing through the darkness. Liam’s hand hovered near the doorknob, his other instinctively reaching behind him.. as if to shield Camellia.“Who’s there?” he asked, his tone steady, but the tremor in his jaw betrayed him.No answer.Then, a voice…. low, familiar, strained.“Liam… it’s me.”Camellia froze.Williams?She rose from the couch too quickly, the blanket falling around her feet. Her heartbeat drowned out the rain.When he stepped into the light, his face looked carved by the night… eyes red, hair messy, tension dripping from his jawline, his shirt clinging to his chest. But behind all that, there was something else.Desperation. Guilt. Fear.Liam relaxed slightly but didn’t move aside.“You shouldn’t be here man,” he said quietly.“I know.” Williams’ voice cracked. “But I had to make sure she’s safe.”Camellia’s breath hitched.Safe.That word again. The one she no longer believed in.Miss Clara appeared from the hallway, rob
Camellia sat on the couch in Miss Clara’s living room, wrapped in a blanket she couldn’t feel.Her hair was still damp, strands clinging to her cheeks, her eyes swollen from tears that refused to dry.The clock ticked somewhere behind her, steady and cruel.Miss Clara moved quietly around the room, breaking the silence as she set down a cup of warm tea she knew wouldn’t be touched.“You don’t have to talk,” she said gently, “But you do have to breathe.”Camellia tried.She really did.But every breath came out shallow, trembling. Her chest felt hollow, like someone had carved out the center of her and left nothing but ache.Everything kept replaying in her head… Amy’s confession, Lucia’s voice on the phone, the cold truth behind Williams’ decision. Every word, every sound, cut through her like broken glass.How could Amy?How could Lucia?After everything.She thought she had escaped her past. But tonight, it had found her again… this time in the voice of her sister, the betrayal of h
For a long second, no one breathed.The faint hum from the phone was the only sound filling the room.Amy’s grip loosened, and the phone dropped onto the bed.Lucia’s voice was still faintly audible on the line, muffled and distant.“…Amy, say something… please give Camellia the phone.”Camellia just stood there… drenched, trembling, staring at her like she didn’t recognize her anymore.“Lucia?” she repeated, quieter this time, almost to herself. “You were talking to Lucia?”Amy swallowed hard, her throat dry. “Cami, I…”“Answer me!”Camellia’s voice cracked like glass.The rawness in her tone made Amy flinch.“Yes,” Amy finally said, her voice breaking. “I was.”Camellia froze again. “For how long?”Amy’s eyes darted away. She wanted to say a few days, but lies would only bury her deeper.“For a while now.”Camellia’s heart plummeted. Her voice came out shaking.“You knew I wanted them out of my life… still you kept in touch with my sister and you didn’t tell me?”“It wasn’t like tha
The room was still vibrating from Ethan’s shout.Williams didn’t move. Neither did Camellia.The silence between all four of them was heavy…. too heavy for words to fix.Ethan’s eyes burned. His voice was low, shaking with disbelief.“You really went this far, Williams? After everything we said? After all the hard work we’ve put into this?”Williams opened his mouth but nothing came out. His throat locked, his pulse hammering.Camellia’s fingers trembled. She wanted to speak… to explain, to calm…. but guilt strangled her voice.Amy stood by the doorway, frozen. She had arrived seconds behind Ethan, but the scene before her said enough.She saw it in their faces…. the truth that would hurt all of them.Ethan’s jaw tightened as he looked away.“If you go through with this, I’ll never forgive you, Will, I promise I’ll hate you for it.” he said again, softer this time, but the words landed like a blade.He turned and stormed out, slamming the door behind him.Amy hesitated, her gaze flick
“Camellia!” he shouted again, voice cutting through the storm.She froze, turning. Recognition flashed across her face…. then panic. “Ethan? What… what are you doing here?”He stopped in front of her, eyes restless. “You have to stop him.”“Stop who?”“Williams,” he said breathlessly. “He’s about to do something stupid. He’s joining the cops. Says he’s doing it for you.”Her eyes widened. “What?”Amy frowned, stepping closer. “For her?”Ethan nodded. “He won’t listen to anyone else,” Ethan said, urgency sharp in his voice. “Maybe you can make him understand before it’s too late.”Camellia looked at Amy, torn. “I…”“Please,” Ethan said. “If you care about him even a little, don’t let him throw his life away. He’s worked too hard for this.”Amy stepped forward, voice tense. “We need to move. He’ll be gone if we don’t hurry.”Camellia’s hesitation broke. “Where is he now?”“At home.”She turned to Amy. “I have to go.”Amy sighed. “ I’m coming with you.”As they ran toward the street to c







