So here is the third chapter. The action is still paused but will start soon again I promise. Just enjoy this one and if you like the story and will be happy to start writing faster for you. :)
CHAPTER 03
WORDS THAT NOT HELP BUT HURT
Sara was still sitting on her bed feeling lonely actually because she was not let to get out of her room and the doctors were not letting anyone in and it was strange. Sara was a doctor herself and she never did what her colleges were doing. So she wondered where the orders were coming from.
She had thought about what Veronica was going to tell her and as she thought it was going to be something she would not like very much especially if it was connected with Michael.
Sara did not know what she was feeling for. Was it that she still loved him or she hated him because of what he did to her. She was mostly mad at him and hoped that they will make it to get far from the police either way the situation Sara was put in would turn out to be worthless.
Suddenly there was a nock on her door. She thought it was the doctor since no one but her was alloyed to get in but this was not her. This was her father.
'So you finally considered coming to see your lonely doctor.' She said with a sarcasm in her voice. And indeed one father should be the first man who comes to visit his daughter in the hospital and Sara thought that he would not come to see her anyway.
'You look pretty well after what happened. Why did you do this Sara?'
'Do you really care?'
'Why would not I. I am your father and I care for you.' It was strange that those words were coming from the lips of the man who had had not spent even the half oh her daughter s life next to her.
'You care? But do you love me?'
'Of course I do.I am your father.'
'You always say this. Like you only care for me because you have to. You are my father like you do not stop saying it is your business to care about me but not to love me.'
'But I love you.'
'If you love someone you try to spend the more time you can with them but you did not try this. Your job was always on prime place. And me… were I on second place or even farther for the first one?'
'How can you say this. What do you know about… loving someone.'
'I know. I know pretty well.' And there she remembered about Michael. Yeah she did not know what she was feeling about him after what he did to her but she definitely knew that she had felt in love for him… once.
'Oh no you do not know anything. You were changing your boyfriends very freqiuently dear and I have been there.'
'You have been there in a lot of my worse moments that is true.'
'You have been having a lot of bastards in your last but the last one kicked the others from behind.'
'What are you talking about?'
'Do not you know who I am talking about.'
'I never know what you are talking about.'
'I mean that convict you let out, Sara.' Then she just… stopped breathing for a few seconds and her heart stopped beating for the same time.
'Dad, what convict do you mean?' it was not like she did not know because she do but she was shocked that her father knew about this.
'You know what I am talking about. There will come some agents from FBI to ask you a few questions. The situation is extra hot and you have nowhere to escape and you will have a lot of troubles .Even I cannot help you.'
'Yeah right.'
'Excuse me?'
'You can help anyone but me I know that.'
'And you think I just do not want to help you? What kind of a dad do you think I am?'
'I just know you that is all.'
'Listen to me now. You are going to stay quiet and will agree with what the agents say even if it is a lie. Do not dare to argue with them because it is going to be a lot worse for you.'
'Since I was a little girl I was not capable of lying dad. You know that.'
'I know that but now just try to lie them.'
'What good it is going to lead me?'
'A lot trust me. Just do whatever I tell you and everything will be fine.' Nothing was going to be fine and Sara knew it. Whatever happens and if her father helped her nothing would be the same anymore and she would never be a doctor again and this is what she was living for lately.' Now I have to go.'
'Business.' She said. That was what her father used to tell her when she was a little girl and he had to leave suddenly.
'There is nothing bad in working sweetheart.' He said as an explanation for all of his actions and this was usually heard from Sara.
'Yeah there is nothing bad in working but it is very bad leaving your own daughter who is in a hospital for doing some work for the president. By the way congratulations for you. You are now the vise president. You must be feeling well.'
'Yeah and being the vise president I need a lot more task to do. I should go now and… I told them you are not invited to the party dedicated to my new job.'
'What? I am your daughter I deserve to go.' She said but if she had the chance to go she would not go. She never liked her father s job.
'Look at you Sara. You are an addict.' This sounded so cruel coming from his mouth. She had problems lately and this made her take the overdose not that she was an addict again. This was already behind her back.
'I am recovering from an overdose and I soon will be fine.'
'Good luck with that.' He said and he got out of the door.
Sara felt a relief because her father told her nothing that could help her but all bad stuff that made her feel more angry and sad and it was too much after what happened to her. She thought how many things she could do only to piss her father off. She was willing even to argue with the FBI agents or even to… escape.
Then the door opened again. There was Veronica coming in and she was smiling happy that she was let to go and see Sara.
'Hey.' Said Sara.' So they let you in?'
'Yes they did. You father gave them orders.'
'So he was in charge of all this?' Sara said but she did not sound very shocked she was expecting that because no one else could do this to her.
'I suppose so. So you are not very close?'
'We are not and we cannot even if I want to. He is a very busy man and I am the last one he cares about. And maybe it is better. He is not a very good person.
'He is the vise president now. Are you proud of him?' Veronica had something else to talk with her friend but she thought her plan was really not the best thing Sara should say right after she had woke up.
'I am not proud of him. Of course if he is happy good luck is all I can say but… I cannot say I like his work and it has always been the problem for us to get close to each other.'
'I see.' Said Veronica. She started walking around the room trying to find out another theme for talking so they could get closer and then her plan would not look very bad in Sara s eyes. Of course it was not the best decision to get on the road with a woman you barely know.
Sara thought something was wrong with Veronica. The lawyer was a smart and strange woman Sara found it out from the first and the only time they met so far. It was strange for the doctor to look at that smart woman walking all around the room.
'Is something wrong?' Sara asked.
'Well… why do you think there is?'
'Are you kidding me? You were the first person you came to see me and you first started talking about Michael. And now you act like nothing happened? Tell me what had changed since the few hours had passed.'
'Is this the right moment to speak?'
'Come on Veronica. Who had scared you? Did anyone tell you I am not well enough to hear your speech?'
'No one it was just what I thought after a lot hours thinking.'
'And when you figured out I should not hear what you want to tell me you did not leave but stayed and wait till I woke up?'
'Yeah. I was worried about you. I know you from all the stuff Michael had told me about you and all is good. That is enough for me to know you are nice and to like you.'
'I appreciate this really. Now I should tell you that I am feeling fine far better than in the last morning. I do not if you noticed it but… I can handle your plan really. I cannot wait to get out of here and back to the world I know.'
'Really?'
'Yeah and I am sure you are dying to tell me what is on your mind.'
And it was really true Veronica could not wait to tell Sara the plan and actually she did not know where to start from.
