I Hate the Way...

Part 7: "We're Getting Married."

"And just a few more questions Elizabeth—"

"Lizzie." The blonde Saltzman twin corrects her doctor for the millionth time.

He continues on to his questions with a simple nod of dismissal, "Have your thoughts often felt clouded or confused?"

She deadpans, "No. Not since I stopped using. And I have stopped using. Your drug test was wrong."

Dr. Davis sighs, writing in his notes before continuing to the next question, "Do you believe that you can see or hear things others cannot?"

"Well, no one else seems to see that my father is keeping me here against my will. Does that count, Doc?"

"Elizabeth—"

"It's Lizzie."

"Right, Lizzie—"

"Just read the last question."

He hesitates before continuing, "Do you believe others are plotting against you."

Lizzie pinches the bridge of her nose in annoyance.

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Josie storms into the rehabilitation center her sister is unjustly being kept in.

She sees just who she's looking for as soon as she enter. He's casually chatting with a nurse,
"Dr. Davis, a word?"

"Ms. Saltzman," He gestures to the nurse to give them a moment, "...of course. Why don't we step into my office—"

"Oh no, that won't be necessary. This won't take long at all. I've just gotten off the phone with my lawyer. So, you've solidified your testimony regarding Lizzie's mental incompetence—"

"Well, your sister is a very sick girl—"

"No, what's sick is how far you went to help my father pull off this scam."

"I don't know what you're talking about—"

"Right, of course you don't. I suspected you'd say as much, so maybe this will ring a bell." She pulls out a folder from her purse, filled with the documents Hope sent her, detailing the inconsistencies in Lizzie's true diagnosis versus her treatment.

He turns pale at the evidence against him, swallowing thickly.

Josie scoffs, "It seems you're no stranger to abuse of power, Dr. Davis. Now, whatever my father has offered you in exchange for these lies against my sister, I can assure you, it won't offset the lawsuit coming your way if you try to stand in my way."

With that, Josie makes her way directly towards Lizzie's room.

"Grab your things. We're leaving."

Lizzie gets up from her bed, shocked to see her sister, "They're releasing me?!"

"No, I am. Turns out you were right. Dad was keeping you here to get control of your inheritance. Dr. Davis was helping him."
Josie starts helping her sister pack her stuff.

"I knew it...Did you stop him?"

Josie sighs, "No, his evaluation was already submitted...I found out too late. But at least you can come home with me—"

Lizzie looks to her sister with disbelief in her eyes, "I'm not going anywhere with you."

"What? Lizzie—"

"It's all very convenient. You coming in here to save the day, but only after dad was able to take everything from me...I swore to you that I was clean, and you didn't believe me! You left me here! I don't want to go anywhere with you."