His Lethal Love by Monika Singh (short story to read txt) 📗

Chapter 37

Past

Camille

I watched Rika as she lay still on the hospital bed. It had been almost a month since that event occurred, but she hung around that stupid hospital bed and was surrounded by machines. I recovered, but she stayed like that. Samuel recovered, but she stayed like that. I lost count of the number of tears I shed for her. I blamed myself for that unfortunate event that happened to her. Her parents blamed me. My father criticized me and the entire school was accusing me. Everyone called me an ungrateful bitch who killed her child and put her friend in trouble for her benefit. 

 

I never used my friend for my benefit, nor did I kill my unborn baby. All this happened because of Samuel. He was the one who must have been blamed, but he was living a peaceful life. Scott was avoiding me every time I wanted to talk to him. He needed to know the truth. I wanted him to know the truth. No matter how many times I tried to tell him, he was not ready to listen to me. 

 

I was burning from guilt and grief with every passing day. Sometimes I thought of killing myself, but if I did, who would tell the truth? I wanted people to know the real culprit. I couldn’t end my life even if I wanted to. I was helpless. I had no other choice but to wait for the right time. There was no way I could punish Samuel. It would have been so much fun to torture him the way he tortured me in the last few months. He was a fucking beast. Cruel than a beast, I guess. I wouldn’t die until I punished that bastard. 

 

“What are you doing here?” I was startled when a firm voice said from behind me. 

 

“Hello, Mr. Cruz.” I greeted Rika’s father when he entered the room. 

 

“How many times do I have to tell you to stop coming here? We don’t want you near our daughter.” He hissed. 

 

“Ryan…” Mrs. Cruz tried to stop him, but he didn’t stop as he advanced on me. His eyes were burning with rage. 

 

“You did that to her. The reason she is still there is that of you, Camille Davidson.” He growled. “We’re not as rich as you and we don’t have enough money to afford her medical fees. We are about to go bankrupt. We don’t have money to pay our debts because all our money went to her medication and health care costs. What will we do? I have two children to take care of.” 

 

“I’m sorry, Mr. Cruz.” I watched my feet, feeling guilty. “I never wanted to…” 

 

“Shut up! What do you think we don’t know about you?” He snarled. “We’re well aware of how selfish and mean a bitch you are, Camille Davidson. Rika called you your sister.”

 

“I never wanted her to be…” My throat clogged as I was unable to form a proper sentence. 

 

“You…” 

 

“Ryan…stop it now!” Mrs. Cruz grabbed her husband’s arm to stop him from stepping toward me. She looked at me with a fierce expression. “You get out now!” 

 

I blinked my tears and glanced at Rika one last time before leaving. 

 

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It was a prom in our school, and I was getting ready for it. I wore a flared dress with a spaghetti strap. I put on natural makeup and curled my hair. Putting on high heels, I looked at myself in the mirror. 

 

“Good,” I whispered to myself as I looked in the mirror. “Today is revenge day,” I smirked. “There is no way I will spare Samuel’s life. I have planned everything and I’m gonna work on it. I’ll destroy his life.” 

 

Snatching car keys off the table, I headed downstairs. 

 

“Where are you going?” I paused when Natalie asked. 

 

I turned to her, keeping my expression neutral. “Today is my prom.” 

 

“Are you serious, Cam? Your friend is dying in a hospital bed and you’re attending a prom party?” She snapped nastily. 

 

“Yeah, is it a problem? Should I not attend?” I asked with a fake smile. 

 

She rolled her eyes, sighing. “I don’t know.” 

 

“Then I’m going,” I said firmly, giving her a stern look. “Since I’m a bitch, let me be one. Mind your own business, Natalie.” 

 

“You can do whatever the fuck you want to do,” she said annoyingly and walked away. 

 

I turned back and found dad standing in front of me. He looked tired, with his dark-shaded eyes and disheveled appearance. He eyed me from head to toe before shaking his head in disappointment. He disappeared into the kitchen without speaking a single word. 

 

After getting into the car, I drove straight to the prom venue. It was one of the most popular hotels in the town. Even though no one expected me, I was determined to make things right. I would correct all my mistakes. I gripped the steering wheel before exhaling a breath. My heart was racing in my chest. I climbed out of the car and entered the building. The theme of the party was Paris at Night as everyone dressed in elegance and sophistication. At the entrance, the Eiffel Tower was standing tall. If Rika would have been there, she would be thrilled with all this stuff. Paris was her favorite holiday spot, and she always wanted to visit there. I had promised we would go there after our graduation, but I wondered if I could ever see her smile. 

 

“Look at her.” A boy called out once he noticed me. Every head turned to me as they all froze, watching me like I was a dinosaur. Clearly, they were not pleased to see me there. 

 

“Who invited her?” One of the girls asked, looking across the crowd.

 

“She doesn’t need an invitation,” a familiar voice said from behind me and my hand clenched into a tight fist. “She is also one of us.” 

 

I snapped my eyes at Samuel, wanting nothing more than to choke his neck. It took my entire strength not to grab him and whack his face. He took away my Rika. He threw her out of the window and behaved as if nothing had ever happened. How could he be vicious? He was so vile that it made me sick to my stomach. 

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