Isabella’s Point of View:The ambulance stopped in front of a hospital. They took the stretcher out and carried him inside, taking him to the ER. I was asked to stay outside while they administer some drugs and medicine to neutralise the toxins and help him with the continuous throwing up.I was out of my mind. Seeing him in so much pain was so hard—I could feel like my breath was sucked right out of me, the way he looked like he had given up on everything. Was it because of me? I wouldn’t ever forgive myself if it was. I hadn’t imagined that the greatest pain I’d ever feel would be when I see him in pain. But the way my heart was sinking in my stomach and the lump was building up in my throat—I had never felt so scared in my life. Not even when anybody assaulted me. Not even when I drove in front of that truck. I was always scared when those things happened, but right now, I was terrified. I was paralysed.After calming myself down for a few minutes, I took out my phone and called Ca
Carlos’ Point of View:I walked out of the hospital and exhaled sharply. This was all her fault, and I just couldn’t pretend that it wasn’t anymore. The things she said before she even lost her memory were too cruel for any person to ever say to anyone. I didn’t know I had so much hatred inside of me for her till today. Maybe I had been thinking about this for a while, all in the background of my brain, but I wasn’t wrong either, and no one could prove or tell me otherwise.I was already losing someone. If I had to kill to save my best friend, I would do it in a heartbeat. I got nothing to lose. Living like a fugitive for the last few months wouldn’t matter.I exhaled again. I had been the biggest supporter of their relationship from the start, and now it just felt like everything I believed in was wrong. I was on the wrong side of history. My brain was fucked up with all kinds of nasty thoughts. To be honest, I had never hated anyone in my life. Not once, I just walked away or let th
Isabella’s Point of View:We were just sitting in silence when Achilles looked over at me. “What?” I asked with a playful tone.“What’s up with Carlos?” He asked, his expressions curious.“What do you mean?” I pretended to be oblivious as I stole my gaze away from him. I didn’t think it was the best idea for him to know about everything that we talked about.“I don’t know. You two didn’t speak at all and he seemed kinda off about you.”“Nah, just…” I looked at him and exhaled. “Just the stress, I think.”He nodded, almost buying it. “Okay.”I heard Carlos come in just after that conversation and I looked up at him. He walked over to check on him and then looked at me.I needed to talk to him because he made any more sly remarks and Achilles finally caught up and joined the dots together.“Carlos, can I talk to you outside?” I mustered up the courage and looked at him.He gave me a look filled with contempt but nodded.After sharing a small smile with Achilles, I walked outside with him
Isabella’s Point of View:After the conversation with Carlos, I returned to Achilles’ ward with him. He looked at the two of us. “What did you two talk about?” He asked, playfully.“Uh…” I stuttered, “Just normal stuff.”“Okay,” He seemed convinced as he replied, and exhaled. “Carlos, have you checked in with my assistant in two days?”“Um, no–uh, sorry, I forgot.”“Oh that’s alright. Just call her once if you get time. I just wanna know if everything is in order at the company.”He nodded.“Well, Bella,” Ace said as he looked at me, a smile appearing on his perfect lips. “How’s uh, how’s everything with you? You know, with—kind of coming back after a month.”“I’ve been trying to catch up,” I smiled back. “But yeah, I’m fine.”He nodded slowly. “You didn’t miss much, that’s for sure.”“Yeah?” I asked with confusion.“Yeah.” He replied. “Why? What’s wrong?”“My mom… she, uh, she came by, right?” I whispered, not sure if that was true or not.Achilles looked at Carlos and then back at m
Achilles’ Point of View:I was sitting up, wondering what was going on when Isabelle came in, almost in a rush. She looked stressed and almost scared.“Everything okay?” I asked and she shook her head in a no. Before saying anything else, I looked over at Carlos who followed inside and stood at a distance, his face curled up in a distaste.“No,” She whispered and my attention shifted to her again. “Achilles, I need to tell you something.”“Why should you be the one to tell him?” Carlos jumped in before I could say anything. “So you can twist the story the way you want it?” His words were unfamiliarly cold and the way he said it made him sound dark.She scoffed. “No, go ahead. I’ve done nothing wrong to you.”“I didn’t say that you did,” He replied and looked at me. “But I’m sure everyone is aware of all the ones you did do wrong to.”“And he—”“Stop it, both of you!” I interrupted Isabella who was about to say something because Carlos was also about to cut her off and improvise. “What
Achilles’ Point of View:“So what was so fucking wrong in your life that you go around trying to kill my girlfriend?” As the words left my mouth, I heard Carlos chuckle.“It’s crazy, you know…” He took a step toward me. “Suddenly I’m the villain, even when she didn’t want to make me one. Crazy coincidence wouldn’t you say?”“You can’t be the villain if you don’t do the wrong things, Carlos,” I said with the same dominance in his voice, and took a step toward him too. “Now answer the question.”The fact that he had the guts to bring a gun to a hospital and probably threatened her, was beyond the capabilities I had associated with him. That was definitely enough to raise concerns for him. That also earned several points for Isabelle in my mind. The way she had been so careful to present her points to make sure she doesn’t say anything wrong.“So what? I’m supposed to watch her ruin your life as if she hadn’t done that already? How can you even let her back in your life?” He seemed conce
Achilles’ Point of View:“What?” I mouthed to Carlos, but made sure to not say anything. He was already back? I literally just finished dealing with one issues, and I was already burdened by another.He exhaled and replied: “Okay, I’ll let him know.”“Thank you. Have a nice day, Mr. Diaz.” She responded.He hung up the phone and looked at me. “God, he managed it sooner than I had expected.”Carlos knew my father enough, but not too well. My father had a lot of secrets, so even if someone thought they had him figured out, they were just looking at the tip of the iceberg. There was a whole lot left to know about him, and I was confident there were truths about him I didn’t know—nonetheless, now he was my enemy and it was official.“No, well, for me, he stayed there way more than he should have,” I admitted after thinking about it for a small moment and let a heavy breath leave my mouth. “It’s no secret he has endless power and money, so I’m surprised it took him this long in the first p
Achilles’ Point of View:After the conversation with my father, I left the place in a hurry and sat inside another cab. I decided to go to Carlos since I really didn’t have a place to stay at the moment—and I could’ve burdened Isabella, but I realised it was too quick for me to ask her to let me stay at her place. Obviously, I figured that she’d be happy if I asked, but it would probably affect our relationship in a negative sense.On the other hand, I knew Carlos would be more than happy to let me stay if he could—and that it’d probably be better after the little outburst at the hospital.I paid the cab fare from my cash and then rang the doorbell to Carlos’ place. To my surprise, a woman opened the door, as confused as me as she checked me out.“Uh… Carlos here?” I asked her, interrupting her.“You are Achilles, right? I’ve seen you a couple of times on the news!” She said with a smile.I nodded. “You’re…?”“Josephine!” She put up a pleasant expression. “Carlos might’ve mentioned me