“I’m not going to hurt her, Chris. Don’t get all jumpy, will you?” Julia shouted at him and tried to drag me out with her. However, Christopher stepped up to stop her. “I said no!” he answered adamantly.
“Chris!” I pushed him softly, telling him to stop.
However, he didn’t let me go. “Now that everyone’s here, I think it’s time to make things clear once and for all. Let’s not waste anybody’s time.”
“What are you talking about? We’re in the hospital, and Monica’s still recuperating. You’d better not make things worse.” Julia was starting to panic. She thought Christopher was going to say something bad, so she tried to stop him.
“What do you think, Monica? You don’t want to drag this out anymore, don’t you? Especially with how the media is talking about me. Honestly, they’re getting on my nerves.” Christopher was still holding my hand tightly, but he was looking at Monica sharply.
I had no idea what Christopher was talking about, but Monica wasn’t looking too good. It was as if she was… afraid. All the color drained from her face, and she clutched her head. “M-My head hurts, Julia. It hurts…”
“I’ll get the doctor right away. They’ll be right here, so don’t worry.” Julia quickly called the doctor after Monica said she wasn’t feeling well. A moment later, a doctor and some nurses came in to check on Monica.
Monica was lying in the bed, looking as weak as a wilting flower. She was so beautiful and weak, or at least that was what I would think if I hadn’t found out what she did. If I didn’t know any better, I would have felt guilty for hurting her.
Christopher was gazing straight at Monica. “I see. You’re worried I might expose you,” he blurted something out, not giving her any chance to defend herself.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Chris. If you really hate me that much, you can leave. I’m really tired, and I don’t want to argue with you right now.” Monica held her head with one hand, her eyes half-closed.
“Chris!” Julia shouted. “Get out!”
“You know what I want to say, don’t you? You knew it all along.” Christopher ignored Julia and hugged me. “After we came back from the island, you told the doctor to spike my and Eve’s meds with a debilitating drug, didn’t you?” Christopher played with my hair, asking Monica coldly.
I froze up, for I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I couldn’t believe Monica was already drugging me when she had just met me for the third time.
“Julia, I want them out, please. I’m really feeling uncomfortable right now, and I don’t want to see them. Please tell them to get out!” Monica suddenly screamed like a maniac, and she squirmed on her bed violently. The nurse was trying to inject some meds into her, but because of her sudden movement, the needle pricked Monica’s arm and drew blood instead.
Julia went over to her in an instant to calm her down. “Calm down, Monica. I’ll chase them out right away.” Then she shrieked at us, “You heard her! Get out! You’re not welcome here!”
“You’re scared, aren’t you, Monica? Scared of me exposing the truth.” Christopher refused to get out. “I didn’t want to tell anyone about this because I still think of you as my sister. But what did you do? You kept using my mother’s guilt to hurt the woman I love.”
“Julia! Julia!” Monica started crying helplessly, clutching at the air. She looked at Christopher in horror, pleading for his mercy. “Please, Chris. Please don’t tell them! Please!”
I glanced at Christopher. This was the first time I saw him looking so determined. The flame of fury was roaring in his eyes, threatening to engulf everything in its way. I had never seen Christopher looking so terrifying before. He looked like a different person, but I wasn’t afraid at all. Instead, I huddled closer to him.
“Don’t tell them what? About how you spiked my meds and kept me in a coma? About why I was wheelchair-bound after I woke up? About how you played a part in that?”
