Page 170 of A Lie in Church

CHAPTER30

ENEMIES

“No way,”I mumbled in utter shock. “Karen?”

“Hi, Chloe,” she said with a sinister smile, not bothered about being caught.

“You have been the one all along? Why?”

“I wish I had time for chitchat, but I don’t. Sorry I have to do this.” She stabbed my neck with a syringe before I could process her last sentence.

I collapsed on the ground like a lifeless being. I was numb all over. I tried to move, but it was impossible. I got frightened as I imagined the worst-case scenario, but I didn’t show it. I felt paralyzed from my head down. I could only move my eyes.

“What did you do?” I asked her as she stood up with a malicious grin plastered on her face.

“Don’t worry; it will wear off in three hours,” she said, squatting beside me.

She stroked my hair like she wanted to put me to sleep.

“You shouldn’t have come after me.” She pulled my hair, almost ripping it off my scalp. She stood up, glaring at me with evil intent.

“Why are you doing this?”

She cackled at my question. “Isn’t it obvious? To make him suffer for what he did to Fiona.”

Fiona? Who the hell is Fiona?Tristan had said her name that night we made out and again in his sleep.

“What did he do to her?”

“I don’t have time to talk. I need to get back to my real boyfriend before he wakes up and finds me gone. Foolish Adrian thinks I’m in Miami. Fiancé, my ass. I have not seen my boyfriend for a month because of him. I can’t wait for this to be over.” She sighed and rolled her eyes.

“But first, I need to make sure my secret is safe.” She walked away and returned with the net used for cleaning the pool.

What was she going to do with that? I hoped it wasn’t what I was thinking. I tried to move, but every part of me felt stiff and heavy.

I still had my voice.Scream.

“Somebody, help!” I screamed as loud as my vocal cords could sustain.

“Stupid bitch!” Karen smacked me on the head with the pole. “I never liked you anyway. Your death won’t bother me,” she said maliciously. Her eyes looked wicked.

“Hel—”

She hit me in the face, shutting me up. I coughed out blood, and I could feel the blood dripping from my nose.

“You think he gives a shit about you? You’re so dumb. No one will even notice when you’re gone. I’m doing the world a favor.”

“Go to hell,” I coughed.

“I will meet you there. We might be roomies.” She laughed.

She held the metal handle up. She smiled at me before hitting my head. Like that wasn’t enough, she hit me harder again until I blacked out completely.

I groanedas I tried to open my eyes. My head was hurting like hell. It was like a carnival was going on in there. I allowed my eyes to adjust to the white ceiling. Was this heaven? Was I dead already? I never got to expose Karen, and I never got to tell Tristan I loved him.

I felt movement beside me. I turned my head and saw Tristan sleeping. He was sitting on a wooden seat with his head resting on the bed.

I’m still alive! I can expose Karen!