Claire's Pov

I lay on the hospital bed there, as my eyes kept closing and opening.

I could see my parents, the doctors and nurses all staring at me, their eyes showing fear and desperation.

I lost control over my consciousness, all I could think about was the name I just heard.

David Don Carlos Was he the one who brought me to the hospital? How did he know about the accident? Was he watching me all this while? I hope the cab driver is ok.

These thoughts clouded my mind as I struggled to breathe.

I could hear voices echoing around the ward, these voices were very strange because they echoed like microphone speakers.

I noticed that my parents and friends were getting restless and uneasy, I could feel it.

Their stares bothered me. I tried talking but I couldn't breathe well so it didn't allow me to speak.

This whole incident has messed up my life, I blame only one person and that's David.

If I wasn't looking at him when I saw him with that other girl on the road this accident wouldn't have happened.

I would have just ignored them, not jealousy and Curiosity wouldn't let me.

I let these thoughts take over my body, I am to blame for everything I let myself fall for this mysterious guy now I'm trapped in between his mysterious dilemma.

If I knew I wouldn't have gone on that blind date. But it has already happened. All these regrets can't change the fact that I'm lying on a hospital bed not sure if I'll survive.

After a few more hours the Doctor told my parents and friends that I needed rest and they had to go back in two days.

Their facial expressions suddenly changed, my dad's very face turned completely sad, and my mom began to shed tears while my sisters and my little beautiful urchins covered their faces.

It meant only one thing because I know my little sisters too well. They only cover their faces when they're upset. I gently reached for their hands.

The doctor gently grabbed my hands and whispered to me.

“Claire, your body needs rest, your injuries won't heal. If you don't rest, you'll still see your siblings soon, for now you need rest.”

After a few minutes more my parents, siblings and friends left the hospital.

The hospital gradually became completely quiet, all visitors of the patients were asked to leave including the wife of the cab driver who almost fainted.

I felt very guilty as I saw her cry, and rolling herself on the hospital floor.

This accident was completely my fault because I distracted the driver. If I had just controlled my feelings, and looked away when I saw that devil Incarnate with another girl the accident wouldn't have happened.

I alone am to blame for this, I had the freewill to say no when my friends called me to come for the blind date! Yet I let my eagerness for exploration cloud by mind.

I just hope the cab driver survives this, that's all I hope for right now as for that handsome devil he'll pay for lying to me.

After two days, I recovered like the doctor promised.

So he told my parents they arrived at the hospital and took me home.

The drive back home was quiet and intense. I was sitting at the back of the car while my father was in the driving seat.

I could see his face through the front mirror. He was glaring at me and twitching his eyebrows.

Which meant only one thing: he was very furious with me because I knew my dad very well.

Anytime he twitches his eyebrows just know you're in trouble at home.

My mother was sitting at the right hand side of the front seat of the car. She was smiling and winking at me. I felt the excitement in her smile.

I knew very well that I was in trouble so I gently walked to my room, my heart was beating very fast because I knew my dad would shout my name soon.

“Claire Smith Stop! Where do you think you're going?” Like I thought my dad's voice yelled my name it echoed around the house.

Fear took hold of me, so I began to breathe very fast, my hands began to shake, my temperature increasing.

Suddenly I felt a gentle hand on my shoulders and a calm voice whispered

It was my lovely mom's calm voice as I turned my back and saw her face. I felt the desperation in her eyes. I knew she was very worried about me.

“Are you sweetheart? You're burning up. She asked me with a very concerned look.

I turned to my front, and saw my father's angry face. It made my temperature increase more.

My mom couldn't bear it again she shook her head, sighed and turned to my dad and yelled.

“Honey, she just came from the hospital! You're taking this very seriously! You're supposed to be calm with her at least till she’s better then we can punish her for now she needs rest!”

“Sweetheart you stay out of this! She's totally fine now! I'm tired of you speaking on her behalf! Do you even know the gravity of what she did? If not for that guy we wouldn't have known she was involved in an accident!” Claire from today onwards you're grounded. My dad snapped angrily.

“I could feel the tenacity in his voice, his eyes were glaring at me, his eye brows kept twitching.

They would think he was blabbing but I knew my dad very well he wasn't joking.

I wanted to beg him, but I hesitated because I knew it wouldn't do any good or change his mind.

I gently retired to my room, banged the door and jumped on my bed and tuned my music player.

As the song Titled when the party's over by Billie Eilish turned in I felt very nostalgic to the lyrics and sound of the song.

I thought about my experience with Don Carlos. I felt so disappointed in myself that suddenly I heard a knock on our house door.

“It's Don Carlos!” A loud voice yelled from the door.

The voice sounded very familiar to me but I didn't believe it was that devil incarnate because how did he know my house or have my sister called friends to sell my location to him?

I lay on my bed worried and scared because this handsome guy was bad news. Why can't he stay away from me? Am I the only beautiful girl in Las Vegas?”