CHAPTER 74: FOR HER GOOD

Braelyn’s POV

"I need to go to the hospital..." My voice broke as I pleaded. I hadn’t bothered to inform them of my condition. I didn’t want to hurt myself at the possibility that he would not care.

But it was beyond my expectations that he actually cared about my posts. Rapheel’s gaze studied me, his jaw clenched. "It’s raining heavily, can’t it wait?" he hissed.

As if the clouds were listening to him. Lightning flashed and I jolted because of fright trembling before the thunderous sound

"You are scared of the storm and want to leave in this weather." He hissed. I was scared of thunder but my fear of dying was greater.

Footsteps rushed down from the staircase and Amelia appeared, her expression twisted into disgust the moment she saw me.

Her gaze dragged across my pale face and red eyes from crying. I was shaking, and I knew I looked pathetic, but it mattered now, she laughed. She actually laughed.

"Seriously? This?" she scoffed, crossing her arms. "You’re really using the ’suicide attempt’ card for sympathy now? How pathetic."

She shook her head dismissively. "If you really want to end your life, why don’t you just drink poison and rut in your room. There isn’t a need to be this dramatic.." she sneered and was cut off by Raphael’s outburst

"Mind your words, Amelia..." He barked. His jaw rolled, clenching so hard it looked like it could crack. If I didn’t know better I would have thought he cared if I died or not. Amelia’s eyes watered, but she swallowed back her words.

I was dumbfounded by her claims. I drew in a shaky breath through my swollen throat, and a whimper slipped out of my mouth with a twisting feeling in my stomach.

I could barely breathe, let alone defend myself. "Allergic reaction..." I gasped trying to shake my head. It didn’t matter if he couldn’t take me to the hospital.

I would take the risk on my own. "Yellow chrysanthemums... I told you never to have them around the house..." Tears rolled down as the feeling of betrayal hit me all over again.

"Someone planted them in the garden...I told you that I didn’t want them around the house." My emotions were getting out of hand.

He knew how much I hated those flowers. Raphael paused, his lips parted and closed swayed by my words. Just for a second confusion flickered across his eyes. "I didn’t know..." He muttered.

"I will..." He didn’t finish his sentence when Amelia cut in again grabbing his arm.

"I never knew you could act so pathetic. Is this how you can go to get his attention just because of jealousy?" she sneered, then glanced at Raphael.

"I saw her run off when we were in the kitchen. She is pretending just to get your attention." She added and his face changed immediately. He believed her words. I was a love-struck fool who was desperate to compete with Amelia.

"That’s not it. I really need to go to the hospital..." My voice broke, growing frantic. I didn’t bother to hide the tears anymore. "Please just let me go." My pleas seemed to have upset Raphael further

His grip tightened, almost crushing my wrist. Amelia scoffed

"No. No. Don’t even start. I have never heard of anyone having some dramatic imaginary allergy to yellow flowers. She looks fine. If she were really having a reaction, she wouldn’t even be able to stand. Look at her. She’s talking just fine...." Her head dipped with a smirk on her lips.

" She’s faking and just wants the attention. Posting a suicidal note to ruin your reputation."

Raphael’s eyes burned. "I never expected this from you ", he said, like I was a child throwing a tantrum. Something in me died at that moment, maybe my will or my heart.

Amelia folded her arms under her bosom. "I had planted those flowers for good luck, she also wants an excuse to jinx me. How could Chrysanthemum be harmful?" The disdain in her voice was obvious.

My legs buckled

Talking fine? I could barely feel my own throat. Each word was spoken out of desperation. My lungs were still burned. The intense stabbing in my lower abdomen, like a mind-break menstrual cramp, was still killing me.

I rolled up my sleeves, forcing my shaking hands to show the fading rashes, the remnants of my scratching marks. The rashes were only under my clothes. It didn’t spread to my face because of the drugs I had taken.

Amelia scoffed again. "It is all makeup. Awfully convenient, isn’t it? And why now of all times? Let me guess you needed an excuse to go running to Lucien in the rain? Just admit it."

My teeth gritted. "Why would I need an excuse to go to Lucien? Just let me go, I don’t have the luxury to listen to your stupidity."

Raphael’s jaw tightened. His grip on my wrist loosened but not enough to let me free. Amelia giggled. "Were you hoping to run into your lover’s arms? I know it’s cold, but it’s dangerous to go under this storm, you might end up truly killing yourself."

My breath hitched, choking now. I could feel my stomach churn. "Shut up." Raphael snapped at Amelia before glancing at me

"Enough Braelyn. Just go back to bed," He said in a firm tone, pulling back into the house. I panicked, my heart hammered.

"Hospital," I whispered. "Please, Raphael, or I might die," I begged, my throat going hoarse as I shrugged to break free from his hold. His grip only tightened and he increased his pace.

"Please Braelyn, I am trying to remain sane ." Lightning flashed and the rain poured down...

"Even if you want to go to him, let the storm stop. You might die out there." He begged like I was being unreasonable, and I shook my head, clawing at his grip, trying to break free.

If I waited I might die. The drugs I was tethering on the edge with effect were already fading. The itching was starting again combined with the continuous stabbing.

"Raphael please. " I begged until my throat got sore but he didn’t stop. He got to my room and pushed the door open before putting on the bed. I was in so much pain I couldn’t run after him

"This is for your good.." his voice faded in my ears. The room tilted, my vision washed white, my heartbeat slowing into something terrifyingly distant.

And that was the moment I realised...

I could actually die here. A tear rolled down before it all faded.