Lizeth was escorted out of the house for the police to survey the house. She was taken to the hospital where they treated her for her gunshot wound and head wound.
Darrius looked on as Lizeth laid in the hospital bed recovering. She had lost a lot of blood so they kept her for observation. Today she would be able to go home with him and he was more than ready to take her home. Darrius had the house cleaned from top to bottom and a nice security system installed. Darrius even went out and bought a dog, as a gift for Lizeth. Lizeth opened her eyes and just stared at Darrius, then looked around.
“How long was I out?” Lizeth asked.
“Three days,” Darrius said. Lizeth tried to sit up only to see that her left arm was in a brace.
“The doctor said you had to wear that for a while,” Darrius said as he noticed her looking at it.
“When do I get to leave?”
“They said later today if you’re up for it.”
“Ok.” They just sat without saying much. A nurse came in and greeted them. She told Lizeth how happy she was to see that she was finally awake. She took her blood pressure and told her that she would let the Doctor know that she was awake now.
The doctor came in and checked Lizeth out. He told her that everything looked fine and she could go home today. The doctor also told her that she would need to make an appointment to see her gynecologist, because she was five weeks pregnant. A surprise for both Darrius and Lizeth.
The ride home was both bitter and sweet. Darrius told her about what he leaned about Sam, whose real name was Samantha. Nelson informed him and warned him about her. Lizeth told Darrius that all the women he was with were Sam. He told her that the detectives filled him in on everything. Sam was not pregnant and she was behind the stolen files from his job. As they pulled up to the house, Lizeth became filled with emotions and she broke down in tears.
“Lizeth are you okay?” Darrius asked.
“No I am not!” she cried.
“What can I do?” he asked.
“Don’t put me through this again,” she said.
“I promise you, I won’t,” he said with compassion.
“If you do I will leave you. Me and my child,” Lizeth said.
Darrius jumped out of the car and ran to Lizeth’s side to help her out of the car.
They walked inside to the living room and Lizeth could see that Darrius had done some redecorating. The house looked wonderful. There seemed to be new furniture and paintings. Lizeth loved that he fixed up the house, maybe making it easier for her to forget that horrible day.
“I hope you like what I did,” Darrius said.
“I do, it’s lovely,” Lizeth said as she sat down on the big plush couch.
“I have another surprise for you,” Darrius said.
Darrius walked out of the living room and came back with a nice sized box in his hand. The box started to move. Lizeth got nervous, but the look in Darrius’ eyes made her feel okay. She took the lid off and out popped the small head of a chocolate, Labrador puppy.
“He is so cute!” Lizeth said.
“I thought we needed a dog around here,” Darrius said. Lizeth could see that he was trying. She gave him credit for trying, but she would never forget.
“What’s his name?” Lizeth asked.
“I was waiting on you to name him,” Darrius said. Lizeth thought about it for a minute.
“We can call him Jackson,” she said.
Darrius smiled. “I like that.”
*****
Six months later Lizeth was growing and the doctor had to put her on bed rest. However, the doctor did not know Lizeth very well, she was still getting around as if she was not pregnant. Darrius had to fuss with her to stay in the bed.
“Doctor’s orders sweetheart,” Darrius said as he kissed Lizeth on the forehead.
“That’s not fair. I need to be there with you,” Lizeth protested.
“I will be fine,” Darrius said.
“Fine, but are you sure?” Lizeth said.
“Yes,” Darrius said.
Darrius enjoyed watching Lizeth get bigger with the growing life inside of her that they created together. Today was just one of those days she would have to miss. His father passed a few days ago. His sickness took an ugly turn for the worse and he died in his sleep. Darrius was glad that he made peace with his father before he left here. Today, Darrius was to meet his brother. His mother promised him that he and his twin brother would meet.
The service for his father was nice. His mother told him that his brother was running late and he would make it afterwards. Darrius thought she was bluffing. After the funeral service at the burial ground the family met up back at his mother’s house. Darrius was standing next to his mother when he saw a familiar face in the crowd.
“Nelson, thank you for coming,” Darrius said. Nelson just stood there looking confused.
“Likewise man,” Nelson said. Darrius’ mother walked up beside the two men.
“Hi boys, I see you have met each other,” she smiled. Both men looked at each other.
“I have known him for a while now,” Darrius said. His mother looked to Darrius, and then to Nelson.
“Have you two really looked in a mirror? This is your twin brother,” she said and walked off.
They just stood and looked at each other, both with mixed emotions, not knowing what to say to the other.
“How did I not see it?” Darrius asked.
“The same here,” Nelson said.
Their mother took them into the kitchen with the same photo album she showed all the time and explained to them that if they looked at their childhood pictures, they both would see pictures that one didn’t recall taking. Darrius was showed pictures of Nelson at a young age, and Nelson the same with Darrius. It all made sense to them now. Darrius’ aunt adopted Nelson, so Nelson was not too far away. Both men were happy and pleased.
*****
Lizeth gave birth a few months later to a set of twin girls. She and Darrius were overjoyed with happiness. Lizeth took a less time consuming job and became a work at home mom. Darrius, wanting to help, allowed Nelson to handle his business for him while he stayed home with Lizeth to help raise the girls. Darrius moved his mother in and she sold the estate to his brother Travis. He and his ex-wife had gotten back together and he found out that the child she was carrying at one point was his. Things seemed to look up for the Jackson family, everything was going just great.
Lizeth went to answer the door as it seemed someone was knocking. Once she got to the door, she noticed a letter on the ground. When she opened the door, no one was there. She bent down to get the letter only to see that it was blank. She closed the door to find Sam standing directly behind her with a gun in her face.
“Not that easy bitch!” she said and pulled the trigger. Her body went into shock and she started to scream out.
“Noooo…Nooooo!” Lizeth screamed.
“Lizeth wake up babe, wake up,” Darrius said. Lizeth opened her eyes to see Darrius lying next to her.
“Baby you were having a nightmare,” he said.
“I was dreaming?” Lizeth said.
“Yes,” Darrius nodded.
“But it felt so real. I saw Sam and she had a gun,” Lizeth insisted.
“Sam is gone baby, she is not our problem anymore,” Darrius said, kissing her on her forehead.
“You’re right, it was just a dream,” Lizeth said as she drifted back to sleep in Darrius’ arms.
*****
Meanwhile at the hospital: A class of potential doctors and nurses were being escorted around the hospital learning about various patients.
“She has been in a coma for a long time now, we are not sure if she will ever come out,” a male voice said.
“Sir, why are her hands chained up to the railing of the bed?” a female student asked.
“Good question. Well in this young lady’s case, whose name we will not say due to HIPPA laws, she was considered a real threat to her
self and others,” he explained.
“Why a threat?” another student asked.
“Well she suffers from multiple personalities and anger issues. She is very cunning and is someone you would keep a close eye on. As you can see, there is an officer stationed at her door,” he said. The entire class looked scared and interested at the same time.
“Well let’s continue on our rounds,” he said as he moved the class down the hall. However, not everyone left the room. A young woman stayed behind because she wanted to know the name of the mystery woman in the bed. Once everyone was out the room she went over to the bed and read her name on her wrist bracelet.
“Samantha Carr you don’t look so scary,” she said. She turned to leave the room but she heard a noise, and when she turned back around the bed was empty.
“Oh God!” Her legs became noodles. She was afraid. She turned to run out of the room but was stopped by an awakened Samantha Carr.
“Please don’t hurt me,” she pleaded. Sam did not say anything she just let the hospital door close.
“What is your name?” Sam asked.
“Gabby Williams,” she answered.
“That’s a nice name Gabby,” Sam said with a devilish grin on her face.
“Are you going to kill me?” Gabby asked. Sam just looked at her as if she was taking photos of her face with her eyes. Gabby backed up and Sam walked towards her.
“I want your face,” Sam said.
“What?” Gabby said, now more afraid.
“Yes, I think it will fit just fine,” Sam said, pulling a scalpel from behind her back. Gabby tried to run but Sam quickly knocked her out.
Sam put Gabby in the shower in her room, tied her up, gagged her mouth and gave her a shot of anesthesia to keep her unconscious. When nightfall came and they did the routine bed check on her, she laid there as if she was still in the coma.
“She’s fine, I think you can leave for the night officer. She has been sleep for six months, still no change,” A nurse said to the officer posted outside her door.
“You’re right, I will call my lieutenant,” he agreed.
After the officer left and the nurse went back to her station, Sam got Gabby out of the shower and put her in a wheelchair. Sam looked out into the hall and it was clear. She knew the layout of the hospital because she had awakened from her coma three months earlier and each night she would go about the hospital unnoticed.
Sam took Gabby all the way down to the morgue where she had hidden some things prior to coming down here. She placed Gabby on to the metal table and began taking off her clothes. She went through her purse and took her cell phone as well. After she did that, she studied her body before she started to cut the skin from her face off.
Once it was off she put it in some solution to get it clean, and then matched it up to her own face until it lined up correctly. She applied the needed stuff to make sure it would not move and once complete, she looked into the mirror and was pleased with her work.
“Hi, I am Gabby Williams,” Sam said, sounding exactly like Gabby. She changed into Gabby’s clothes and picked up her purse. She turned on the furnace and threw her hospital gown and her bracelet in the fire. She hit the latch on the metal table that made Gabby slide into the furnace. Sam smiled and cleaned up her mess by burning any evidence. She walked up to the same floor she was on to test her work. Once she got around to the nurse’s station, the nurse looked at her strangely.
“Hey you,” the nurse said. Sam stopped as she had her scalpel ready. She turned to face the nurse.
“Yes?” Sam answered.
“Your class left hours ago, you have to sign out here,” the nurse said.
“You’re right, I do apologize.” Sam signed her name Gabby Williams. She walked towards the door to freedom until the nurse called to her again.
“Hey Gabby,” the nurse called out.
Sam’s heart sunk in her chest. She thought for sure she was caught.
“Yes?” Sam answered.
“You might need to get your face looked at, it’s bleeding,” she said. Sam kept walking.
“Oh it’s not my face,” she said with a smile as she walked out of the hospital.
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