Dollar Daughter

Chapter 11.

Elliot is in the OT. 3 hours have passed. I stand against the wall. Staring at the bloodstains on my jacket.

It couldn't have been worse.

Aunt Natalia is sitting on a seat. Sobbing. She came here as soon as she got the news.
She didn't blame me. Neither did she ask me any questions.

I thank her for not asking me any questions.

I don't have the strength to answer her questions. I only have the guilt.

There was a time when I was eager to know the answers of my questions. But now I know that its even harder to answer a question then it is to ask.

I can only sob. Sob for my brother. Nothing else. If I hadn't pushed him, then none of this would have happened.

Me and Aunt Natalia exchange a look. Her red, watery eyes face mine. I look away immediately. I don't want to face her.

I close my eyes and wait.
Wait for what I don't know. Either it is good news or bad.
A voice makes my eyes open. The doctor, "We are done with the operation. He is unconscious now. He will gain consciousness after 24 hours."

An urge of relief runs through me. I breathe out.

"Can I see him?" Asked aunt Natalia in a broken and shivered voice.

"Sure." Said the doctor.

Aunt Natalia goes into the ward. But I don't.
When she goes inside. I just peek through the small glass window on the door.
Elliot. A bandaid tied on his forehead. His eyes closed.

I am responsible for his state. I'm sorry.

I go and stand against the wall again. Aunt Natalia comes out, "Lilith, you should go home now. If the meadia sees you then there will be a huge fuss."

I can't believe this. Her son is in the hospital bed. Almost dead. And she is thinking about her reputation. Wow.

I am flattered.

"Fine." I said.

*-*-*

That day father returns home by hearing Elliot's news.

He calls me for a little talk. Which he assumes as.

"Lilith. You were out of the house."
"Yes."
"Were you accompanied by Elliot."
"Yes."

He bites his lower lip. His face starts to get irritated.

"And where you there when Elliot was hit?"
"Yes."

He got what he wanted to know.

"Okay. Pack your bags and get the hell out of here!! I don't want Elliot to see your face when he comes back. I knew it. You were the one who did this. You were always jealous of him. You are a backstabber. Just like your father!"

I ignore the whole speech. But the last words get stuck in my head and start to rotate. Just like your father.

I do just as he says. I pack my bags. Ready to leave. Not because he said so. But because I don't want to face Elliot.

Aunt Natalia catches me at the gate.
"Dear you don't have to leave. I know that you didn't do anything intentionally."

"Don't show me your fake sympathy. I don't need it. I don't need you people in my life."

"Don't say like that. I'll talk to Jason. I'm sure he will.."

"Don't you dare! You people always intended to trap me inside the mansion. And still you do. And Jason? He is not even my real father. Bloody demon. I hate him. I hate you!"

Hearing the last few words she freezes. Her face turns pale. Her expressions clearly say that it is true. Jason is not my father.

She doesn't care about me. She cares about her reputation.

"All you want is that I don't tell anyone that I am Jason Anderson's daughter. Right? Don't worry. I won't tell the world anything. Happy now?" I said.

She doesn't reply. Tears start to run down her face.
Something hits me.
Maybe I was too rude to her.

But I don't regret it.

And these are the last feelings I will have for anyone from this family.

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