CHAPTER 3. LYNNET JOHNSON.

Lynnet was at the hairdresser's having a beauty treatment, they had already put the finishing touches to her impressive reddish hair, it was inevitable that she attracted attention wherever she went, she enjoyed an extraordinary beauty that caused admiration, not only from men but also from women. She looked at herself in the mirror with devotion, she was proud of her beauty, no one could compare with her, besides she was a regular visitor to the aesthetics, because she loved to highlight the attributes she knew nature had given her.

 

Her phone began to ring and she answered it, but when she looked at the screen and saw the picture of Lynda, her twin sister, she made a gesture of annoyance. He didn't want to answer her, she was an insufferable fool, he resented her victim attitude and her Mother Teresa of Calcutta complex, he didn't know how the two of them could share the same face, if it wasn't so beautiful he would have changed it long ago. Though he could force her to do it, he always ended up imposing his will on her, he thought, not hiding his evil smile as he pressed his lower lip.

 

She thought about it for a few seconds, although she eventually dismissed the idea, because since they had the same face, she always did her own thing and blamed her sister for all the situations that were not pleasant for others.

 

Since she was a little girl, her mother always discovered her, because she was the only one who could recognize her, but a fatal accident made her roll down the stairs and she was dismembered with the fall. Memories of that moment began to come back to her, but she rejected them, she did not want to bring up those unpleasant moments because they always affected her in the end.

 

The phone continued to ring, and tired of her sister's insistence, she finally answered it.

 

“Lynda, why are you being so annoying? If I don't answer, it's because I don't want to talk to you. I'm busy. Are you so retarded that you don't understand that?” she said annoyed.

 

However, she was surprised when the voice on the other end of the line was not her sister's, but a man's.

 

“Excuse me, Miss, we're talking to you from Vancal Central Hospital, your sister has you as her emergency contact, just like your father, but since he didn't answer, we decided to call you.” 

 

I am telling you that Miss Lynda Johnson has been in a car accident, we have admitted her here at the hospital.

 

“Was it serious, is she dying?” he asked, though it was not out of concern but pure morbid curiosity to know how his sister had been left in the accident.

 

“No, she's fine, just a bump on the forehead that gave her a small cut on the top of her eyebrow, a little bruising, and the whiplash effect caused by the seat belt. Her sister needs her because she has to pay the clinic fees and claims she has no money...” Lynnet stopped the doctor and prevented him from continuing. 

 

“Look doctor, excuse me, I'm very busy right now and I can't waste my precious time with your stupid sister. However, I would like to ask you, do you know how my car is? Was there much damage?” the selfish girl asked.

 

The doctor was totally surprised, he could not believe what he heard, what kind of person was capable of worrying more about the state of a car and not about his sister? He turned his eyes and saw his young patient, she kept a mixed face of fear and hope, while he was talking on the phone, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her, and annoyed he answered the words of the woman on the other side of the line.

“I am not a traffic cop to know the condition of your car, what is clear to me is the selfish character of your person, how can you be indifferent to what happened to your sister? What kind of person are you? It is truly shameful,” the doctor concluded angrily.

 

“You know, Doctor? It's not your problem, mind your own business,” he ended the call and immediately dialed her father.

 

The first ring was answered by the man who was devoted to the girl.

 

“My darling Lyn, my beautiful little girl, has something happened to you?” the man was distraught when he heard sobbing on the other end of the line.

 

“Daddy!” he cried, feigning a crying, suffering tone. “I can't stand Lynda anymore, she's a bad person, inconsiderate, abusive.” 

 

“She called me, I didn't want to answer her, I have too many problems in the office to deal with her stupidity, what was she able to do to you now? This girl knows no limits. I swear I won't forgive her this time.”

 

“Father, she stole my car and crashed it out of envy, she is very bad, Father, why is she doing this to me? I am only looking for ways to understand her and help her, but she never misses an opportunity to conspire against me and harm me, I am so tired of this situation.”

Her words were enough for her father.

“As much as I try to be nice in her eyes, she can't stand it because she hates me,” he said in a sad tone, victimizing himself.

 

“That girl will pay for me! She'll listen to me. I'm going to kick her out of our house, if I haven't already, because she's not eighteen yet, but the very day she turns eighteen, I'm going to kick her out of our lives forever,” the man declared, pounding on his desk as a dark expression crept across his face.

 

Lyn herself was the least interested in her father carrying out his threats, because if her twin left, she couldn't hold her responsible for the fun games and pranks she liked to play on the others.

 

“Don't worry Dad, she is my twin sister after all and I don't want to see her begging on the streets. I have to tolerate her,” he said, pretending to wipe away tears.

 

“You're so good my child, you're my angel, I don't know what my life would be like without you,” he spoke sweetly to her, but then his voice changed as he began to refer to the other girl.  “But Lynda will not be without a well deserved punishment, I'm going to find her right now and punish her severely.”

 

“She's in the city's central hospital, pretending to be very bad to avoid punishment, I don't know how she can be such a good actress, even the doctor who treated her ended up insulting me because of her,” she mentioned again, sobbing.

 

“I'm on my way now, Lynda must hear me, I don't know how I deserve a daughter like her, she must have died small to be such a weed to her own family. Your mother died because of her, and I will never forgive her for that,” she said in a tone of sadness and anger.

He was not going to let Lynda get away with this anymore.

 

“I love you my beautiful doll, take care of yourself,” the man said, ending the call.

 

However, the girl's face was not the same as it had been a few moments ago, she was no longer thrilled that her father was going to reprimand and punish Lynda, for an uneasiness had settled in her as she listened to his words, but it was not possible for her to decipher the reasons.

 

The wicked man is known in a single day; to know the just man requires more time. Sophocles.