I watched as they brought a bloody girl through my door in nothing but bloodied clothes and hair sticking to her face.
I had recently got a call notifying me of her arrival and here she was, bleeding on my new Calacatta marble floors.
They set her flat on the floor, waiting for my team of private doctors to arrive. She started bleeding even more and my floor turned a tomato color red. "Get her up." No one moved as their eyes pointed at one another "Now!" My voice now ripping through their auditory canals and to their nervous systems to get them moving.
I positioned myself on the window again as I watched the light beams of the sun flood my house with shadows and reflections of objects.
I positioned myself on the window again as I watched the light beams of the sun flood my house with shadows and reflections of objects
My clothing didn't make anyone in the room less afraid of me.
"Where are those dumbasses?" Now getting annoyed I got off the walk and walked around to get away from the stench the near dead girl emitted"
"Right outside sir."
The men dressed is scrubs burst through the door and immediately took care of Jane Doe.
I left the room in attempt to find the cause of this whole mess, my brother. He was sitting in the kitchen on a serious call to an unnamed man on the other line speaking German.
"Hang up." I ordered.
"What?" He looked up as though he was superior to me.
"Hang up!" I said louder and my bodyguard showed up behind me ready for anything. Bram slammed the phone shut and stood up. "What happened?"
"I hit her." He said as though he didn't care.
"If you don't explain in detail and in chronological order the events that happened, I'm not going to cover for your ass as the police come around here to ask about you again." My declaration put a little fear in his face because he knew he'd go to jail for something like this.
"It was an accident. I got drunk and it was late so I told my driver to get a taxi home and I can take myself. After some convincing, we compromised on him sleeping in the backseat since he'd been driving me all day." Bram took a break to gulp the buildup of saliva in his mouth as he continued. "The streets were empty, so I ran a red light and there she was, that girl, j-walking and I hit her. I wasn't sober enough to comprehend what was going on. Mason woke up in the backseat and helped me drag her into the car and here we are." He was now realising his mistake.
"What else?" I asked to get more of the gist of the story, because that's all it was, a story, no one will know about it.
"Um- she was still awake while we dragged her and she did scream out in pain."
"Was anyone else around?"
"Not that I know of."
"How can you be so fucking careless!" Furious, I grabbed him and kicked his legs to get him in the ground. "You're the reason why I always have to do YOUR wrongs to right." Bram got up off of his feet and stumbled a bit before catching his balance. I threw a punch and his stomach caught it. I left the room to see the damage he caused.
She was now laying on my dining room table in only some blood soaked boy shorts. She was bleeding less and her injuries were visible to the eye.
Her back was imprinted with the structure of the car and they bruised into her side and back. Her skin was yellow and purple with deep lines for bruises. They stretched across her body like a brush of paint splattered across a canvas. The woman's arm was coated in tears of skin and blood. Her hand looked like it was straight out of He movie Gerald's Game. Her legs were somewhat in tact so I assume she probably broke some bones there on her fall. They shaved her platinum blonde hair to treat her head which had caused the hair to stay matter together on the floor.
I could hear the monitor beeping indicating that she was barely alive, but on her way. I did feel bad, but a large part of me wanted her to die so I didn't have to deal with the aftermath.
Hours later, they finished their procedure declaring the woman still alive. Damnit.
"Her left leg femur is fractured. Many broken ribs. Right hand is going to take rehabilitating. Her bruises will heal. Her big toes are twisted. The reddening of her body will take some hours to a day to calm down. We tried to reconstruct her right hand, so don't take that bandage off when she wakes up. If you do, the stitches may rip and reveal her open wound. Don't touch the left hand because there are deep cuts too and stitches. I don't know when she'll wake up or show signs of progress, but only time will tell."
Majority of the people involved left leaving me with Jane Doe, my bodyguard, and a nurse. My brother snuck out probably to flee.
"Take her upstairs and put her in one of those beds." I ordered as I dressed for my clients to meet me in my office.
Some girls accident wasn't going to get in the way of my money so I got dressed for the occasion
Some girls accident wasn't going to get in the way of my money so I got dressed for the occasion.
I stood under a shower and washed up to put on a black turtle neck with grey coat and velvety slacks.
My guest arrived 5 minutes later and saw the blood being cleaned up by the help. They knew to meet me on my office and they did just that.
"Whose blood is that?" One of them questioned.
"Yours if we don't get this over with." We were ruthless businessmen and needed to get things done, so they signed a paper for exporting my goods and left.
I journeyed down the hallway to see the house as it was before Jane Doe came to bleed on it. Not many seconds after waking into the welcome room, a knock landed on the door.
"Constantine! I need to ask you some questions."
I opened the door to see the frequent officer that always came around my house when something went south.
"Come in Berry." The short man walked into the bleach smelling home and sat on the couch across from me.
"Someone reported an abundance of blood in the road and we wanted to know if you knew about it."
"No sir." I held back a cocky smile as I knew he had nothing on me.
"Sorry, I just have to ask that. What's the bleach smell?" He stood up and started sniffing around.
"Curry spilled on the floors so we needed to get the stain out." I lied.
"Alright. Well sorry for the inconvenience Constantine."
"No worries, you're just doing your job. Let me get your money though." I pulled out a thick orange envelope out of a drawer near the stairs and handed it to Berry. "The force needs more people like you Berry."
"Well with Creedence becoming more dangerous, maybe you'll get your wish." I ushered the chubby man out of my home and closed the doors and locked them.
I retreated to my chambers and began to map out the next event I was getting involved in.
Muffling filled my ears as I tried to focus on my work. I hand realised where I was or what time it was until I snapped back into reality. I wandered out of the light of my room and into the darkness of my home. My feet slipped on a note that was from one of the maids.
We are all done here. We fed that girl. She woke up at around 9:40pm and we didn't want to disturb you.
I checked my watch to see that it was 11:32 and the muffling was becoming more and more with every second passing by.
I saw a light on in one of the rooms and opened the door. There Jane Doe was with eyes wide open and something caught in her mouth.
I expected her to be in a coma or something, to give me more time to plan on what to do with her, but there she goes defying my ideas again.
She heard me walk in and I stood right in front of her, but she still looked around frantically in hopes to hear something else.
"She's blind." A voice behind be echoed. The nurse walked in and he took the mouth guard out of her mouth.
"Blind?" I questioned as I stared to her bloodshot eyes with crossed arms.
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