Facade

Chapter 34

Mia's pov

I woke to the annoying shrill of my alarm. Shit! Why the hell did I set the alarm this early in the first place? I asked myself, irritated at the sound. With my eyes still closed, I rolled to the other side of the bed. I reached out blindly using my hand to search for the alarm. I found it and began searching for the snooze button. Few minutes later, I still hadn't found it and I was getting more irritated. With a sigh, I picked up the alarm and threw it at the wall. I'll probably regret that later but I honestly didn't care now. All I wanted was my beauty sleep. I snuggled into my mattress and relaxed, trying to sleep. I laid there for few minutes but couldn't sleep any more. I opened my eyes and rolled out of bed, annoyed. I walked sluggishly to the bathroom. I stared at my reflection on the mirror. My face looked swollen from sleep and my hair was scattered in all directions as if electric current ran through it. I quickly brushed my teeth. When I was done, I walked into my closet. I pulled on exercise pants and a tank top. I pulled my hair into a pony tail. I opened the bedside drawer and took out my headphones and a bottle of water. When I was satisfied with everything, I went outside. Everywhere was quiet as it was still early hours of the day. I switched  on my headphones. I went through my collection and settled for ear blasting rock music. I put the headphones on and began jogging. Apart from the few people who were also jogging, the street was quiet as usual. In my old neighborhood, that'll be a cause for alarm. But here, with its bunch of rich folks, everyone was safe.

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Felix's pov

I woke to an annoying beeping sound. The smell of antiseptic and disinfectant registered in my head and I forced myself to open my eyes. The harsh glare of a bright light forced me to close my eyes immediately. I took a deep breath to steady my racing heart beat and tried opening my eyes again. I was in an unfamiliar white room. I sat up and felt something on my arm. I turned to see I was hooked to an IV line. The beeping sound was from the heart monitor. Shit! I cursed myself. I seem extremely slow today. Obviously I was in the hospital. The smell of antiseptic and disinfectant should have given it away. I looked at my body and realised i was wearing an ugly hospital gown. Sheesh! Will it kill them to have a little fashion sense when sewing hospital gowns? I swung my leg to the side of the bed and stood up. I felt a little dizzy and my legs felt wobbly. I took stock of my body and decided apart from the bandage around my head and the constant headache, I felt fine. Wait a minute, why am I here? How did I get here? I felt panic begin to creep up my spine. Take it easy Felix. Deep breaths. Relax your mind and remember, I ordered myself. Davis. Mission. Helen. Karen. Bomb. I gasped out as the memories flooded in. I was still in shock when a nurse walked in holding a clip board. She looked at me standing and smiled
"Oh good, you're up. You gave us quite a scare. How do you feel?" She asked, her voice cheerful. I couldn't bring myself to smile at her. Not when I was in so much pain. Not the physical kind but the emotional kind. My throat felt dry but I forced myself to speak.
"How long have I been here?" my voice was hoarse, probably from disuse. The nurse looked at the monitor then wrote something on her clipboard. She glanced up for a second to smile and replied
"You've been in and out for three days. You were brought here on Wednesday. Ah, that reminds me. The police will like to talk to you. I told them I'll let them know as soon as you are up. Which I should probably do now" She smiled sheepishly. Before I could think about my actions, I reached out and held her arm to stop her from leaving. If she left now, she's going to call the police and I definitely don't want that. Police meant questions, questions meant answers, answers meant investigation and I definitely don't want that.
"Wait! Please d-don't call the police" I croaked out to her. She frowned and looked pointedly at my hand still holding her arm. I flushed and immediately let go of her.
"Please don't call the police" I repeated to her. She frowned and went to the water dispenser. She offered me the paper cup of water which I gladly accepted. I drank eager to relief my dry throat. When I was done, I returned the paper cup to her. She collected it and threw it in the trash. She then frowned and asked
"You don't want me to call the police?"
I nodded eagerly. My throat was still dry so I didn't feel comfortable speaking. She looked confused and asked curiously
"Are you involved in something illegal? Robbery? Drugs?"
She wasn't far from the truth but I couldn't admit that to her. I stayed silent, refusing to meet her gaze.
"Alright. Here's what I can do for you. You have the whole of today to sort yourself out. If you're still here by tomorrow, I'll call the police. Deal?"
She offered. For the first time, I smiled in reply and nodded. Before she left, I asked what I was so curious about
"What about my sister? I assumed she was brought here too"
The nurse frowned and asked
"You mean the blonde girl with severe injuries is your sister?"
I nodded at her and she sighed.
"Give me a minute to check the records" She said and left the room. I waited impatiently, my feet tapping the ground. The nurse walked back reading a folder.
"She's still in the ICU. We didn't know anything about her and had her recorded as a Jane doe. Can you tell me her name and how old is she?" The nurse asked. Seeing no danger in revealing Karen's name, I replied
"Her name is Karen Lee and she's 19"
The nurse wrote it down and said to me.
"You can find her in room 4D in ICU"
I nodded at her and immediately stood up. The nurse handed me a bag and I opened it to see a change of clothes in it. How did she know I didn't have a change of clothes? I wondered. I smiled at her in gratitude and quickly went into the bathroom to change. Few minutes later, I was dressed and on my way to see Karen.
I hope she's alright. I still can't believe Helen is so callous to harm her own daughter. What about Davis? And my mum? I wondered. I will find that out later. For now, checking on my sister is my priority.

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