Chapter five
My brow furrowed and sweat beaded my forehead.
"Hello"
"Bernic!e" I said as cold rage of anger swept through me. Image of how she was all over Marco at my wedding played in my head, "what are you doing with Marco's phone, put him on"
My insides felt tight at her betrayal, I should have known but I could never have imagined that my best friend was in love with my fiance.
"Have you forgotten that he was shot because of you? How dare you call him after everything?" She shot back from the other end.
I was outraged by her reply, "You betraying witch, you loved him all along, didn't you? You must be so happy when Don Luca showed up and ruined everything.
Tears stung my eyes and my voice broke, I couldn't hold back the sob that erupted.
"Yes, I loved him, even more than you did, you professed to love him yet you watch him get shot instead of quickly doing what Don Luca asked you to do?"
"How could you do this to me Bernice? You were my best friend ". I cried out and heard her snort from the other end.
"You are just too selfish Kiera! All you've ever thought about was yourself".
I clenched my fist as anger bubbled in my chest, I felt like seeing her right now and scratching her eyes out but that was not why I called, I need to speak with Marco before someone comes in and arguing with Bernice will only waste my time.
"Where is Marco, put him on" I clenched out.
"Sorry, he is still recovering and does not need your disturbance right now" She replied coldly.
Her words broke my heart, gosh! Now that I am able to contact Marco, I couldn't even speak to him and I held my chest in an unconscious attempt to still the pain. I bit hard on my lower lip and tears stung my eyes. How could my friend do this to me? It broke my heart more with the thought that Marco was injured out there and I was not there by his side. I have to speak with him, more so, I have to see him no matter what it takes.
I opened my mouth to plead with Bernice to have mercy and let me speak with Marco but I suddenly heard footsteps outside, someone is coming. I could feel myself growing pale. What if it's Don Luca? Oh no! He will definitely kill me, dread filled my heart and I quickly hung up and dashed to the bed, I quickly sat like I wasn't up to anything.
My stomach growled and I remembered that I have not eaten but that's the least of my worries, I cannot be hungry in a situation such as this, not until I leave this house and I am certainly going to leave this house.
The door opened and I cringed but instead of Don Luca, a very young girl entered baring tray of food entered. I almost fainted in relief.
Her brow furrowed when she gave me a glance, "Are you okay my lady?" She asked and I nodded.
She stared at me for a moment, "You don't look fine, should I inform the boss?"
My heart almost fell off my mouth, by boss she meant Don Luca.
"No!" I yelled and her eyes widened at my shout.
I took a deep breath and tried to steady my nerves.
"There is no need for that". I said in a calmer time. "Why are you here?" I asked.
"Oh! It's time for dinner, my lady" The she said softly as she placed the tray on the table.
"And who are you?"
"Oh, I am Ana, a maid in this house".
"Oh I see" I replied, I noticed that she had carefully locked the door when she got in and hung the key around her waist, she must be following Don Luca's order to keep me locked in, I have to find a way to get that key.
"Ouch!" I cried out holding my stomach as I doubled over.
"My lady, are you okay?" Ana asked, her eyes looked frightened as she rushed towards me.
"My stomach, it hurts" I cried out and crunched my face hard as if I was in an excruciating pain.
"Oh my! What could be wrong? I'll go get the doctor" before she could turn to leave,I grabbed her arms with such strength that she gazed at me in surprise
"M..my lady, what are you doing?" She asked, her tone confused.
"I'm sorry Ana, but I have to do this". Taking a vase from the table, I hit her on the head and she slid into unconsciousness.
My hands were shaking so violently and I was sweating so profusely as I quickly grabbed the keys around her waist and made a mad dash for the door.