After the nurse brings my second dose of medication, I feel a wave of drowsiness that leads me straight to my bed. Although I’m almost instantly interrupted by the nurse knocking on the other side of my door. How foolish of me to insinuate privacy and peace in a mental facility.“Come in.” I instruct as I sit on the corner of my bed and wait to see the nurse.“Charlotte, the therapist would like a last-minute session. Is that alright?” She seemed mousy. “Sure.” At least I’d have some excitement today. The day was mainly mundane aside from seeing those who wished judgment on me at the courthouse. I look at the clock as I pass it on my way to the door. It was just five minutes from nine o’clock at night. I follow the nurse with my two male nurse escorts to my therapists office. Although the only therapy I’d received as of lately was sex therapy - I couldn’t complain.I watch as the nurse knocks and instructs me to enter and sit down. She then takes her leave along with the male nurses.
I hear Claire come in and immediately feel a sense of relief. Arthur had told me that she had made it to the courthouse and at what time he picked her up but any other details were beyond me. I check on the boys as they sleep and then head downstairs quietly to greet my wife.“How did everything go?” I ask softly as I lean to kiss her. I watch as she drops her bag softly on the table and hangs up her coat. Either she has good news or she was shell shocked in a permanent horror.“Charlotte will be staying at the mental facility until she is tried in court. Matthew thinks they’re going to go for an insanity plea.” She leans her body against mine, silently asking for a hug.“She’ll still be locked away. That’s a good sign.”“Oh. I should mention that I saw Francisco.” I tense at the words that come out of her mouth.“Francisco? The thug who hired the guy who did this to you?” I grab her shoulders and force her to look directly at me as she explains.“It’s not what you think, Leo. He didn
I rush out of the courtroom leaving Matthew and Veronica behind. I had questions and I wanted answers. I knew this would be the only opportunity to ask them and I felt a surge of bravery.“Stop! I know you saw me.” I tall after the man with jet black hair that was combed back. To my surprise, he stops in his tracks, leaving his back to me. I quicken my pace until I’m just a few feet in front of him. “You were the one who helped her. You did this to me.” I raise my scarred but newly functional appendage. I can see how uncomfortable this was for him but I felt a lack of consideration after his part in upheaving my peaceful life.“You helped Charlotte. Why? Why are you here? You sat on the prosecution’s side.” I watch as he opens his mouth to speak and can tell that he’s Italian by the accent from the first word he spoke. Was he related to Roman? The guy that mangles my hand with my award.“Please, I do not want to cause you any distress. I am deeply sorry for my actions.” An apology?“
Back to the psych ward I go. I turn to watch as that peasant Claire and the others leave and I notice as Claire freezes as though watching someone close to the doors. I follow her gaze and am struck with surprise. Francisco was exiting in a hurry as though he were avoiding being seen. What was he even doing here?I continue watching him until I see him fade into the crowd of people exiting. The bailiff then grabs my arms to cuff me and get me transported back to the mental health facility. I wish I could say it was unfortunate, but I still had a plan to escape tomorrow as the storm was set to hit our coastlines. Weeks of preparation would not go unused. And most importantly, betrayal and arrogance would not go unpunished. Claire would pay for her insubordinate behaviors and Leo would finally see me for I truly am - his one and only.After a silent ride back, I couldn’t help but wonder why Francisco had decided to appear and at my arraignment no less. We hadn’t spoken in months. Was he
I see Charlotte walk in as the judge requests that we all rise. I see her scan the room and immediately notice that she’s still looking for my husband. Veronica must have noticed my anxiety building as she slowly reaches for my hand, taking it in hers for support. Matthew puts an arm around my shoulder as she looks directly at the three of us. She holds her gaze with each one of us before reaching the defense’s table and I feel shudders down my spine. The room felt colder than it had just a moment ago and I felt exposed.“You may all have a seat.” The judge interrupts the commotion of whispers as he bangs his gavel. We all sit down and he begins. “Charlotte Vance, your presence was requested here today to defend yourself in trial. You have been charged with attempted murder, Arson, hiring a assassin/hitman with intent to kill, assault, battery, attempted murder by poisoning, stalking and false imprisonment. How do you plea?” I watch as everyone around me waits in silence.“Not guilty
A nurse knocks at my door vigorously before entering. My immediate annoyance was evident as she instructs me to get up and hands me a flattering pantsuit brought by my previous housekeeper for court.“You’re due in court in an hour. The escorts are to come and get you in ten minutes. Please make sure that you’re ready by then.” She instructs calmly as she leaves without another word. I see the nurses have learned of my arraignment and seem to have changed their normally neutral demeanors. Not that I cared, it was only a matter of time before the storm hit tomorrow and my escape plan executed. I dress fairly quickly and do my hair in the mirror. I sit on the bed and stare at the door for a moment until the men arrive. To my surprise, I find my therapist is also accompanying them. The very one that I seduced and helped in emptying his chamber. I follow them out and am led to a transport van where I’m told to sit in the back once they open the doors. The back was essentially a metal box