Chapter Two
Waking up had become the most dreaded part of my day. Something about being in a hospital always rubbed me the wrong way and the smell-gosh the smell. A day had passed since I learned of my current status, and the weight of those two lost years threatened to crush me. As I lay there, a fragile thread of hope still lingered. If I could just reach Kelvin, I knew he'd help me escape this hellhole and return me to the life I once knew. But first, I needed a phone. I needed to recall his number, I could have sworn I had it etched on my memories before. The door creaked open, and Doctor Betty's gentle smile offered a fleeting sense of comfort. "Good day, Miss Malloy. How are you feeling today?" Her voice reassuring as ever, but I knew better than to trust it. "My head still hurts like hell," I admitted, wincing at the memory of the pain. "But overall, I'm feeling...alive, I guess." The words tasted bitter on my tongue. “Well, I'm glad to hear that Miss Malloy.” Her voice made it hard to decipher her emotions. I shot her a confused look before noticing Doctor Betty's shift in expression, her eyes clouding with a somber intensity. "Miss Malloy, I promised to investigate your family's status. I'm afraid I have some difficult news to share." My heart sank, as I unconsciously started shaking my legs, anticipation threatening to eat me up. "What is it?" I whispered, wringing my hands already bracing myself for the worst. Something about her downturned lips screamed bad news. Doctor Betty's voice dropped down several octaves. "Your family, Miss Malloy...they're gone. From the news I read, there was a fire outbreak in your family household that took the lives of your parents and everyone in it." The room spun around me, colors bleeding into a gray haze. I felt myself drowning in a sea of despair, unable to find a lifeline. Doctor Betty's words became a distant hum, a reminder that my world had been shattered. “But… What if that is another Malloy family? I refuse to accept this news” I say in a hollow voice even if I knew how unlikely it was. “I was in doubt at first Miss but as I saw the images of you and your parents, I knew it wasn’t a different family” she renders in a soothing voice that did nothing to calm the storm of tears building up in my eyes. As the tears streamed down my face, Doctor Betty's hand closed around mine, her touch warm and reassuring. "You're not alone, Miss Malloy. We'll get through this together. But for a more positive News the technical team was able to trace the anonymous person from the past two years” she lets out with a small smile. “Doctor, I honestly don’t care about anything or any news again. My parents are dead. Nothing else matters. Why didn’t you just pull the plug on me when you had the chance?” I softly demand in a broken whisper. “Miss please don’t say that. You are alive for a reason and I’m sure your parents would be happy that you survived- God bless their souls. And if the anonymous person is really who they said they were, I’m positive your spirits will be lifted” She pats my hands and renders a small smile, leaving an air of suspense. The door closed behind Doctor Betty, leaving me to confront the ruins of my life. I sobbed, the sound tearing from my throat like a wounded animal. I mourned for the loss of my family I mourned for the years I'd lost And I sobbed for the life I once knew. ******************* I open my eyes, which seemed to have been swollen shut after several hours of balling it out and sobbing. The nurses' gentle voices roused me from my grief, their words a soft murmur as they helped me sit up. My body felt like lead, my muscles screaming in protest. As I waited for the nurses to finish their checks, a knock at the door broke the silence. "Please, can you see who that is?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. As one of the nurses stands to open up the door, the door flung open. And lo and behold, my biggest support system walks into the room. Her radiant smile caused tears to well up in my eyes. “Bella?” I whisper shakily unable to believe my eyes. And almost immediately I was engulfed in a bone-crushing hug. Tremors wracked both our bodies and sobs broke free from me. "I thought I'd never see you again, Steph," Bella whispered, her voice trembling. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you. I know I’m a shitty best friend.” As we held each other, the world outside receded, leaving only the two of us, suspended in a sea of grief and memories. I didn’t even notice the nurses had exited the room till the door shut suddenly. "Tell me what happened to my parents," I begged, my voice cracking. "I need to know." “They are dead Steph. I still can’t believe it till this day but I’m very sure of one thing….” She trails off. Bella's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze burning with a fierce intensity. "It wasn't an accident, Steph. I'm sure of it. Your uncle...he took everything. He erased you from existence." My mind reeled, the implications too horrifying to contemplate. " What are you talking about? Are you saying it was all a setup up Bells? But What about Kelvin?" I whispered, already dreading the answers. “I’m almost 100% sure that your uncle had something to do with your parent's death and maybe even your accident, “ she says with so much conviction. Bella's face contorted in a mixture of sadness and anger. "I know you’d flip Steph but…. Kelvin is married. He married your cousin Melissa." At the mention of the last bit of news, I completely unraveled. The room imploded around me, the darkness closing in like a shroud. I was lost, alone, and adrift in a world that seemed determined to destroy me.Stephanie’s P.O.V“Relax Adam, hear me out first okay,” I retort with an eye roll. I expected this reaction from him, honestly. He looked all tensed up and expectant, ushering me to talk fast.“So the knowledge of my “death” is no new to you or anyone right…” I trail off, gauging to see if he was actually listening to me. His expression let nothing on. I might as well be talking to a stone. “Well in my absence, my uncle took over my company. And I want to get it back. He obviously wouldn’t hand it over to me now that I’m back. I’m 100% sure he killed my parents and tried to kill me. That’s where you come in…. I gathered that they have been trying and failing to form a merger with your company for quite some time. With us married, I’ll own major shares of my family’s company as stipulated in my dad’s will and with you as a major shareholder of both companies, we can reduce the stock price of The Malloy Holdings till they become bankrupt and I save it from destruction and buy it back a
Stephanie’s POVMy body worked quicker than my mind. I couldn’t stand seing that. I couldn’t. I was clinging onto the hope that Isabella was wrong about everything, maybe if she was wrong, everything would have been alright eventually. I don’t know how true that is Anymore. My legs moved on their own, and before I could process anything, I was in the car. I felt my chest caving it, grasping unto the tiny bits of oxygen I could gather. A panick attack was setting in. Oh God. I blank my mind and focus on the distant memory of dad helping me through my panick attacks.“Princess take a long deep breathe and count down to 5 with me……1,2,3,4,5. Yes that’s it my brave girl” dads soothing voice filled my ears.Doing exactly as he taught me, I slowly felt like I could finally breathe again. A shaky exhale left my lips, my body still visibly shaken by the encounter. Struggling to maintain composure, I called Isabella. “Hey Issy, I’m sorry I ran off there like that. It was just too much. Pleas
Adam’s P.O.VBittersweet. The taste of alcohol has become bittersweet. It’s the only liquid I could stand at the moment. Ever since Her. I couldn’t afford to think about her or what happened. Hence the need to take my fourth glass of whiskey. It almost has no effect on me at this point, it’s lost it’s potency in my body. It doesn’t make me forget what happened to her, it just made me numb. I embraced that feeling. Staring at the pile of documents in front of me, I keep on sipping my glass of whiskey. A pile of vision less business proposals stared at me. I tossed them aside, lacking the time to glance through them.It’s been a year since It happened. The most excruciating day of my life. The day that took her away. I don’t know how I managed to survive it. I can barely call this surviving, I knew I was just going through the motions. I had too many responsibilities to just not give a shit. Whisky has been my greatest support system. Being the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the
One week later “I’m feeling kinda jet lagged over here bells, who would thought,” I say in disbelief over this weird feeling. I guess I’m going to keep discovering new feelings about myself everyday. Fuck my life.“The queen of weekly vacations feeling jet lagged? Who are you and what have you done to my Steph?” She gasps with false surprise.“Question of the year” I whisper bitterly. I knew she was just kidding but everything that has happened in the past week has just been too overwhelming. The constant realization that I’m quite literally a homeless orphan. The gap in my memories and time. My fiancé being married. The conspiracies. Although I’m holding out for the last one. Today we are going to find out the truth and the small thread of hope is all that’s keeping my sanity at bay.“You know I didn’t mean it like that Steph, I’m sorry and I’m an idiot. I guess it’s too soon,” she mutters with a helpless shrug. Instantly hit with guilt I make my way towards her.“No no it’s just me
Chapter Three“Please Bells can… can you start explaining from the day of my accident?” My cracked voice came out barely above a whisper.Bella scooted back to the edge of my hospital bed, softly grabbing my sweaty palms and lacing them with hers.“Okay my love, I might mix up a thing or two though seeing as it was two years ago,” Bella offered gently. I only managed a nod, my spirit far too drained to speak.She sucks in a deep breath and begins “ The day you got into an accident, You called me when you left the office. You sounded so upset in the call..” she trails off. I vaguely remember being annoyed and frustrated at Kelvin that day for canceling our dinner plans.“Anyways you called me and you were complaining about Kelvin’s behavior, then suddenly you let out a loud scream and I heard a crash. Luckily, I remembered we always share our locations so I tracked you down and when I got to you, there was so much blood and smoke. I thought you died Steph, Your blood was all over my b
Chapter TwoWaking up had become the most dreaded part of my day. Something about being in a hospital always rubbed me the wrong way and the smell-gosh the smell. A day had passed since I learned of my current status, and the weight of those two lost years threatened to crush me.As I lay there, a fragile thread of hope still lingered. If I could just reach Kelvin, I knew he'd help me escape this hellhole and return me to the life I once knew. But first, I needed a phone. I needed to recall his number, I could have sworn I had it etched on my memories before.The door creaked open, and Doctor Betty's gentle smile offered a fleeting sense of comfort. "Good day, Miss Malloy. How are you feeling today?" Her voice reassuring as ever, but I knew better than to trust it."My head still hurts like hell," I admitted, wincing at the memory of the pain. "But overall, I'm feeling...alive, I guess." The words tasted bitter on my tongue.“Well, I'm glad to hear that Miss Malloy.” Her voice made it