Chapter 88

Clara's POV

I could still remember the sinister look on Waylen's face as the cab drove away. I hope he doesn't do anything stupid.

There were so many things I couldn't wrap my head around. Why would Waylen deliberately show his face? Knowing Derek's power and influence, I imagined he would have been scared and run away. The same way he did when he left me with Tristan's unconscious body. He was a coward, and people like him tend to stay the same. So why the sudden bravery?

I thanked the driver as I stepped out of the cab.

I just realised I still hadn't done the one thing I had left the house to do.

As my phone started to ring, I stopped in front of our gate and searched for it.

I noticed the car racing down a couple of houses away. For a residential neighbourhood, I wonder why anyone would drive so recklessly. There could be children or older people walking around. It suddenly stopped, just two houses away.

"Hello?" I answered my call.

"Where are you? I've been worried. You weren't answering my messages." Mom said.

"I'm perfectly fine, and I'm outside. I'll be in in a moment." I responded. Why was she always so worried? I was perfectly capable of taking care of myself.

Mom responded with a sigh. I hung up the call. I wonder why she was in such a hurry. Was I about to walk into an intervention?

I slipped my phone into my pocket, struggling with our front gate.

I was distracted by the screeching sound of the tires of the car from earlier.

It turned to drive on the sidewalk. Before I had, I'd managed to respond, and it was only inches away.

The car tires screeched again as the car reversed. I would have thought that the driver would stop and, if he had any decency, maybe step out of the vehicle.

But he stepped on the gas and rushed towards me, attempting to run me over for the second time. This time, it missed only a few inches but smashed into our front gate.

“Clara!" Mom yelled my name.

My vision became blurry, and my body was pinned to the ground.

I knew one thing: this wasn't an accident.

All I could see were two shadows running towards me. I heard tires screech again as the car drove away. My mom must have scared him.

I couldn't move or feel my limbs.

Everything turned black.

I've thought about what it must feel like to be dead. However, I've never imagined seeing nothing but darkness and hearing blurred machine sounds in the background.

Maybe I was still alive, but barely. I'm starting to think I have a habit of almost dying.

I tried moving my limbs and opening my eyes, but my body was unresponsive. I was too tired.

"I don't think this is the right moment to tell her. My daughter is barely alive right now." I heard Mom say. "I think it would be best if you would just leave, at least for now." She continued.

Her voice sounded like a whisper and barely alive, but I recognized it anyway.

I wonder what she was talking about. Who was she even talking to?

Minutes passed, and the voices stopped. Maybe it might have been hours.

I found myself slowly regaining consciousness. I could finally move my fingertips. I opened my eyes next.

"You are awake," Mom exclaimed.

The two of them stared at me lovingly.

I used the moment to take in my surroundings. I was in a hospital room, a very expensive one at that. How did you afford this?

Katy rushed towards my bed, wrapping her arms around me. "You are alive. I'll never be mean to you again or tell on you again. These last two weeks have been so hard without you." Katy sobbed.

It had been two weeks.

"You should let go of your sister. You'll knock her back into a coma." Mom said as she pulled Katy away from me.

I could barely feel anything. It must have been the painkillers.

Mom stared at me, smiling. I noticed the tears in her eyes.

"What did the doctor say?" I asked.

Mom turned over to look at Katy hesitatingly before returning to me again. "Unfortunately, you lost the baby," Mom announced. "But, it's all going to be alright. We will help you get through this." She added. She took my hand into hers, rubbing it gently.

"We have so much to talk about and so many things to do," Katy said. She settled herself beside me on the bed.

"We should let your sister rest. She still needs to recover," Mom said.

"But she just woke up," Katy argued.

"Do I need to repeat myself?" Mom said.

"Fine," Katy sighed. "I hope you get better soon so Mom will finally stop putting all the pressure on me." She said, climbing off my bed.

They said their goodbyes and stepped out of my room.

My mind reverted to the accident.

Why would anyone try to kill me? It's not like I owe anyone money.

Did the person ever get caught?

I was caught off guard when the door slipped open. Layla stepped in. A smile broadened on her face as she saw me awake.

Of course, if Mom thought I had lost the baby, she must have been involved in some way.

"I'm so glad you are finally awake. How do you feel?" she asked.

"Like someone just ran over me with their car," I answered.

"You must have buried a hundred million somewhere for someone to try and kill you like this," she added. "Do you know who could have done this? Did you see anyone? The police are still investigating, but so far, no one has been arrested."

"I can't think of anyone who would be this disparate," I answered.

Waylen would probably have wanted me dead at some point, but I don't think he was capable of murder or even attempting it. Besides, he doesn't own a car. I didn't know he'd want to crush the first one he got his hands on. You must have much power and influence to get someone else to do it.

"We were all waiting for you to wake up. The doctor said that, hopefully, you wouldn't have any permanent injuries. Luckily, the doctor said your uterus is fine. I should probably stop talking and give you some time to rest."

"Have you seen Derek? How is he?" I asked.

Last time, he was so excited. I could only imagine how crushed he must have felt.

"Not too well, but he will be alright. Everything was probably for the best." She concluded.

"I just lost my baby, and this is what you are saying. You are such a monster." I joked.

She laughed. "Don't worry. Life will only improve from now on." She assured me.