Chapter 3: Flying Suspicions
Lucy stood idly by as she watched Carter fly up onto the windshield of a blue Corvette, smashing the window. The mad driver of the car didn't even slow down when he hit Carter but Lucy didn't need him to. She saw a flash of black hair and the wink of a green eye. She didn't need to see his face to know who it was. She tried to catch the license plate, but the car was driving too fast. She ran to Carter and lifted his head.
"Carter? Carter, can you hear me? Somebody help!"
"Don't you find it strange?" Dave tried to keep up with Marks quick strides. Carter had been brought in a few minutes ago. Lucy said he had been hit by a car but wouldn't give them a license plate.
"What's strange?" Mark asked, not really interested.
"All these people! Getting hurt!"
"It happens every day, Dave, people get hurt every day!"
"Yeah, but ER staff members are dropping like flies! And don't you find it the least bit peculiar that Lucy is always the one to report them? Or to bring them in, or the last one to see them before the accident?"
"She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time," Mark was obviously getting bored with the conversation, but Dave continued.
"Three times in one day? Not even I can be that incognizant!"
"Ah, breaking out the big words, are we Malucci?"
"You know, I don't think incognizant is the right word... maybe annoyed?"
"Or stupid?"
"Or easily angered?"
"Or the biggest as-"
"Hello, gentlemen!" Kerry said, breaking up the battle of the words, "And you're right, ignorant would have probably been the best word to describe it."
"You were eavesdropping?" Mark asked, shocked. Dave, however, looked impressed.
"I like to know what the gossip is around the ER."
"I didn't know you had it in you, Weaver. But, then you agree? That Lucy's been acting strangely?" Dave asked.
"I think the possibility of Lucy physically harming these doctors is conceivable, but the thought of her doing it intentionally is unsettling. She doesn't seem like that kind of girl..."
"Maybe she's crazy. Maybe she flipped over night. You know, psycho serial killers seem all nice until it's too late," Kerry's eyes widened as she looked past Dave and Mark but Dave took no notice. Neither did Mark.
"Why would she try to drown Abby?" Mark asked.
"Maybe Abby stole a boyfriend." Dave answered
"Lizzy?" Kerry asked, a small tone of amusement creeping into her voice.
"She could have seen her push Abby in! Lucy wanted might have her out of the way so she didn't tell anyone. Remember? She called 'later' when they asked what happened." Dave informed them.
"Carter?" Mark asked.
"Maybe he caught on to her and she wanted to get rid of him... You expect me to ponder the thoughts of a crazy murderer?"
"Hello, Malucci," came a voice behind Dave and Mark. Kerry could barely stifle a laugh. Dave and Mark turned on the spot to meet a smiling young blond haired med. student. But her smile looked forced and an anger flared in her eyes, "You seem to have given this a lot of thought."
"Uh... um... that is to say... er... I didn't mean-"
"Don't bother, Dave," she said, through gritted teeth, her hard, strained smile still in place. Her blue eyes now so fiery with anger, the other three swore they saw them glow red, as she seemed to burn a hole through Dave with her burning glare.
"Lucy, I didn't mean..." But Lucy stalked off. Kerry chuckled.
"Well, Dave, I hope you're wrong about her being a... what'd you call her? A 'psycho killer?' Well, anyway, if you're right, I think I know who the next victim is!" and she walked away, still laughing quietly to herself.
"Cold-hearted little-"
"She's right," Dave could see Mark was holding back a smile too, "She looked pretty mad."
"Ah shut up!" Dave said and walked away.
A green-eyed man walked into Abby's room. She had an oxygen mask on. She still wasn't breathing on her own. He smiled. This would make it all the easier. He walked up to the girl.
"A sleeping beauty," he whispered, as he ran his hand through her long brown hair, "Too bad you don't have the attitude to match. No matter, I've found myself a real princess now..." Suddenly, Abby's eyes snapped open. She turned her head to the man and her eyes widened in alarm.
"Hello again, Abby," the man smiled. He grabbed her by her shirt and his vile smile turned into a truly evil expression of hatred, "You're not going to tell anyone who did that to you. People think that it's Lucy Knight, and that is what you will support. If not, I will come back and kill you, Elizabeth, and that fool of a man Carter! Even my precious Lucy will sadly fall victim to suicide! Do you understand? You do not have to say it is Lucy Knight. Only if they ask. Pretend to be hesitant. Remember that she used to be your friend. Lucy Knight pushed you into the river; Lucy Knight held you down; Lucy Knight did it all, do you understand me?" Abby's eyes were full of terror. She didn't know what to do. She thought it best to agree with him for now. And so she nodded.
"HEY!" she heard someone yell. The man turned his head and Lucy was in the doorway, "Get away from her!" she yelled, "Somebody help!" the man scowled at her, pulled off Abby's oxygen mask and jumped out the window. First, Abby ran to the window. It was a seven-story drop! How could he have escaped. Then, she remembered Abby and Ran over to the bed. Just as she got there, Dave, Peter and Luka were in the doorway. Lucy froze. She knew what this must look like to them. They stared at the sight before them. Lucy was over Abby, oxygen mask in hand while Abby was lying there on the bed, beginning to suffocate again.
"Get the God damned mask on that woman!" Mark screamed as he ran over to her. He snatched the mask from Lucy's hand angrily. Lucy just took deep breaths.
"Guys, it's not what it looks like..." she tried to say, but most of the words got caught in her throat and so it came out, "G-guys? I-It's... not...what... i-it... looks... l-like..."
"Holy crap, I was right!" Dave said, shaking his head, "You are a murderer!"
"What's going on in here?" Kerry said as she came in. She saw that Dave and Luka were staring at Abby while Mark was trying to get Abby to breathe again.
"Lucy... you... you didn't?" Luka stuttered. He couldn't believe it. Dave turned to Kerry.
"See? I told you, Weaver, I told you! Didn't I Mark?"
"Whatever, Malucci! Can you too just stop staring at her and help me over here?" Mark screamed. He sounded annoyed, angry and full of hatred. Luka ran over to help Mark. Romano came in followed by Peter, Cleo, Jing-Mei and Carol.
"Oh great, let's all have a party!" Lucy threw her hands in the air.
"I demand to know what's going on!" Romano commanded
"Lucy tried to kill Abby... Again!" Dave informed him and the rest of the crew.
"What?!" they all said together, turning to Lucy.
"Is this true, Lucy Knight?" Romano asked.
"Oh please, I didn't try to kill anyone!" Lucy couldn't believe it. She crossed her arms very annoyed and frustrated; knowing it wouldn't help her case one bit but also disbelieving that her friends would ever accuse her of anything like murder, "This is unbelievable!"
"See, I told you! Nice until they make their move, that's the way serial killers are!" Dave called.
"Shut up Malucci!" Every single person in the room except Abby screamed. Dave fell silent and turned back to Abby who was now stabilized.
"How could you, Lucy?" Cleo asked, "Why?"
"I didn't kill anyone!"
"No, thanks to the doctors in this hospital! Dave's right! *You* were always the last one to see Carter, Abby and Lizzy; *you* were the one Carter and Abby found in the river, most likely holding Abby under; *you* were the one who looked so murderously angry when Dave accused you! All the facts point to you!" Mark screamed.
"Unbelievable!" Lucy repeated, "It's just unbelievable that you would even think... Me! Of all people! Me, the person who just wants to help; me, the person who's always trying to please everyone; me, a med. student who's only here to learn medicine to *save* lives, not take them away! I mean, come on!" but her statement did not sway the jury's decision.
"Lucy, I am afraid I have no choice but to call the police," Romano said calmly. Lucy was surprised and appalled. Her mouth hung open.
"You can't be serious! Police? I didn't kill anyone! I haven't hurt anyone the whole time I've been her! This is not my fault! Abby will tell you! Carter will tell you! I wasn't the one driving that corvette!"
"Abby is in no condition to-" but before Luka could finish, Abby sat straight up.
"Lucy..." she breathed. Eyes went from Abby, then back to Lucy.
"Yes? Tell them, Abby, tell them I saved you! Tell them I didn't try to kill you!" Lucy pleaded. But Abby looked at Lucy with terror in her eyes.
"Lucy did it..." was all she could say, but the moment she did, she wished she hadn't. Lucy could see the regret in her eyes "I'm sorry, Lucy!" she said, a tear falling down her cheek. Lucy couldn't believe any of this. Somehow, this had to all have been a dream. She just stared at Abby and knew what she had to do. And so, she ran.
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Hehe... Y this stalker type framing his victim? Care to take any guesses? Trust me, this kid is one f***ed up mother ******! And he has a plan. Still more Dave stuff commin up and there's a little space reserved for Luka too in the next chapter or two! And Lucy's in big trouble now!
Lucy stood idly by as she watched Carter fly up onto the windshield of a blue Corvette, smashing the window. The mad driver of the car didn't even slow down when he hit Carter but Lucy didn't need him to. She saw a flash of black hair and the wink of a green eye. She didn't need to see his face to know who it was. She tried to catch the license plate, but the car was driving too fast. She ran to Carter and lifted his head.
"Carter? Carter, can you hear me? Somebody help!"
"Don't you find it strange?" Dave tried to keep up with Marks quick strides. Carter had been brought in a few minutes ago. Lucy said he had been hit by a car but wouldn't give them a license plate.
"What's strange?" Mark asked, not really interested.
"All these people! Getting hurt!"
"It happens every day, Dave, people get hurt every day!"
"Yeah, but ER staff members are dropping like flies! And don't you find it the least bit peculiar that Lucy is always the one to report them? Or to bring them in, or the last one to see them before the accident?"
"She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time," Mark was obviously getting bored with the conversation, but Dave continued.
"Three times in one day? Not even I can be that incognizant!"
"Ah, breaking out the big words, are we Malucci?"
"You know, I don't think incognizant is the right word... maybe annoyed?"
"Or stupid?"
"Or easily angered?"
"Or the biggest as-"
"Hello, gentlemen!" Kerry said, breaking up the battle of the words, "And you're right, ignorant would have probably been the best word to describe it."
"You were eavesdropping?" Mark asked, shocked. Dave, however, looked impressed.
"I like to know what the gossip is around the ER."
"I didn't know you had it in you, Weaver. But, then you agree? That Lucy's been acting strangely?" Dave asked.
"I think the possibility of Lucy physically harming these doctors is conceivable, but the thought of her doing it intentionally is unsettling. She doesn't seem like that kind of girl..."
"Maybe she's crazy. Maybe she flipped over night. You know, psycho serial killers seem all nice until it's too late," Kerry's eyes widened as she looked past Dave and Mark but Dave took no notice. Neither did Mark.
"Why would she try to drown Abby?" Mark asked.
"Maybe Abby stole a boyfriend." Dave answered
"Lizzy?" Kerry asked, a small tone of amusement creeping into her voice.
"She could have seen her push Abby in! Lucy wanted might have her out of the way so she didn't tell anyone. Remember? She called 'later' when they asked what happened." Dave informed them.
"Carter?" Mark asked.
"Maybe he caught on to her and she wanted to get rid of him... You expect me to ponder the thoughts of a crazy murderer?"
"Hello, Malucci," came a voice behind Dave and Mark. Kerry could barely stifle a laugh. Dave and Mark turned on the spot to meet a smiling young blond haired med. student. But her smile looked forced and an anger flared in her eyes, "You seem to have given this a lot of thought."
"Uh... um... that is to say... er... I didn't mean-"
"Don't bother, Dave," she said, through gritted teeth, her hard, strained smile still in place. Her blue eyes now so fiery with anger, the other three swore they saw them glow red, as she seemed to burn a hole through Dave with her burning glare.
"Lucy, I didn't mean..." But Lucy stalked off. Kerry chuckled.
"Well, Dave, I hope you're wrong about her being a... what'd you call her? A 'psycho killer?' Well, anyway, if you're right, I think I know who the next victim is!" and she walked away, still laughing quietly to herself.
"Cold-hearted little-"
"She's right," Dave could see Mark was holding back a smile too, "She looked pretty mad."
"Ah shut up!" Dave said and walked away.
A green-eyed man walked into Abby's room. She had an oxygen mask on. She still wasn't breathing on her own. He smiled. This would make it all the easier. He walked up to the girl.
"A sleeping beauty," he whispered, as he ran his hand through her long brown hair, "Too bad you don't have the attitude to match. No matter, I've found myself a real princess now..." Suddenly, Abby's eyes snapped open. She turned her head to the man and her eyes widened in alarm.
"Hello again, Abby," the man smiled. He grabbed her by her shirt and his vile smile turned into a truly evil expression of hatred, "You're not going to tell anyone who did that to you. People think that it's Lucy Knight, and that is what you will support. If not, I will come back and kill you, Elizabeth, and that fool of a man Carter! Even my precious Lucy will sadly fall victim to suicide! Do you understand? You do not have to say it is Lucy Knight. Only if they ask. Pretend to be hesitant. Remember that she used to be your friend. Lucy Knight pushed you into the river; Lucy Knight held you down; Lucy Knight did it all, do you understand me?" Abby's eyes were full of terror. She didn't know what to do. She thought it best to agree with him for now. And so she nodded.
"HEY!" she heard someone yell. The man turned his head and Lucy was in the doorway, "Get away from her!" she yelled, "Somebody help!" the man scowled at her, pulled off Abby's oxygen mask and jumped out the window. First, Abby ran to the window. It was a seven-story drop! How could he have escaped. Then, she remembered Abby and Ran over to the bed. Just as she got there, Dave, Peter and Luka were in the doorway. Lucy froze. She knew what this must look like to them. They stared at the sight before them. Lucy was over Abby, oxygen mask in hand while Abby was lying there on the bed, beginning to suffocate again.
"Get the God damned mask on that woman!" Mark screamed as he ran over to her. He snatched the mask from Lucy's hand angrily. Lucy just took deep breaths.
"Guys, it's not what it looks like..." she tried to say, but most of the words got caught in her throat and so it came out, "G-guys? I-It's... not...what... i-it... looks... l-like..."
"Holy crap, I was right!" Dave said, shaking his head, "You are a murderer!"
"What's going on in here?" Kerry said as she came in. She saw that Dave and Luka were staring at Abby while Mark was trying to get Abby to breathe again.
"Lucy... you... you didn't?" Luka stuttered. He couldn't believe it. Dave turned to Kerry.
"See? I told you, Weaver, I told you! Didn't I Mark?"
"Whatever, Malucci! Can you too just stop staring at her and help me over here?" Mark screamed. He sounded annoyed, angry and full of hatred. Luka ran over to help Mark. Romano came in followed by Peter, Cleo, Jing-Mei and Carol.
"Oh great, let's all have a party!" Lucy threw her hands in the air.
"I demand to know what's going on!" Romano commanded
"Lucy tried to kill Abby... Again!" Dave informed him and the rest of the crew.
"What?!" they all said together, turning to Lucy.
"Is this true, Lucy Knight?" Romano asked.
"Oh please, I didn't try to kill anyone!" Lucy couldn't believe it. She crossed her arms very annoyed and frustrated; knowing it wouldn't help her case one bit but also disbelieving that her friends would ever accuse her of anything like murder, "This is unbelievable!"
"See, I told you! Nice until they make their move, that's the way serial killers are!" Dave called.
"Shut up Malucci!" Every single person in the room except Abby screamed. Dave fell silent and turned back to Abby who was now stabilized.
"How could you, Lucy?" Cleo asked, "Why?"
"I didn't kill anyone!"
"No, thanks to the doctors in this hospital! Dave's right! *You* were always the last one to see Carter, Abby and Lizzy; *you* were the one Carter and Abby found in the river, most likely holding Abby under; *you* were the one who looked so murderously angry when Dave accused you! All the facts point to you!" Mark screamed.
"Unbelievable!" Lucy repeated, "It's just unbelievable that you would even think... Me! Of all people! Me, the person who just wants to help; me, the person who's always trying to please everyone; me, a med. student who's only here to learn medicine to *save* lives, not take them away! I mean, come on!" but her statement did not sway the jury's decision.
"Lucy, I am afraid I have no choice but to call the police," Romano said calmly. Lucy was surprised and appalled. Her mouth hung open.
"You can't be serious! Police? I didn't kill anyone! I haven't hurt anyone the whole time I've been her! This is not my fault! Abby will tell you! Carter will tell you! I wasn't the one driving that corvette!"
"Abby is in no condition to-" but before Luka could finish, Abby sat straight up.
"Lucy..." she breathed. Eyes went from Abby, then back to Lucy.
"Yes? Tell them, Abby, tell them I saved you! Tell them I didn't try to kill you!" Lucy pleaded. But Abby looked at Lucy with terror in her eyes.
"Lucy did it..." was all she could say, but the moment she did, she wished she hadn't. Lucy could see the regret in her eyes "I'm sorry, Lucy!" she said, a tear falling down her cheek. Lucy couldn't believe any of this. Somehow, this had to all have been a dream. She just stared at Abby and knew what she had to do. And so, she ran.
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Hehe... Y this stalker type framing his victim? Care to take any guesses? Trust me, this kid is one f***ed up mother ******! And he has a plan. Still more Dave stuff commin up and there's a little space reserved for Luka too in the next chapter or two! And Lucy's in big trouble now!