Chapter 9: The Accident

Lucia Ricci's POV

I was doing my work as I was trying to get the plan into motion. I have gathered enough explosives into the building where it's hidden and no one knows except for me. I have to make sure that everything will be right and I don't need a thing to distract me from it.

"Okay, so you have none of your episodes this week which is progress that I cannot say how proud I was with your progress, Lucia," Sean said as he was looking at me with his smirk. God, I wanted to slap that off his face but I have to control it as people were watching.

"And I must say that your method has been helpful to me," I said as I was smiling sweetly at him. He laughed before he closed the notes at me.

"So, I think it will be a reward for you then," he said as his eyes were twinkling with lights.

"Why?" I asked as I was taken back by that notion. He shook his head before he chuckled.

"I think we need to get out for a while. Maybe you will recover better with the natural surrounding," he said as he motioned to the guard so that they will be on standby to grab me if I was having one of my many episodes.

Which was fake. I have never been crazy before I was just pretending to be that so I can save myself from going to prison.

How clever of me and now I stuck in this mental hospital that might make me go crazy.

"So, let's us take this chit chat outside," Sean said as he opened the door to the garden and I think he has lost his mind. Who lets someone like me go out without chains? Dr. Sean Copper, that's who.

We were walking around as I was beside him. The guard was a few steps away from us as we were discussing my issue like it was the weather.

"I know what you were planning," he whispered to me as we were on the grass to look at the flower. The guards were searching the area for threats, which was not me. What a good change was that?

"What do you mean?" I asked him as I was trying to keep the fear of my voice. I know that he will do anything to get it out of me. I need to be in control of this.

"I saw the C4 in the bathroom. Where did you store it? In the building, hmm? In the cafeteria?" He pushed me as I was rolling my eyes at him.

"Why would I put in the cafeteria? They served the best food after all," I said sweetly before I was looking around and stood up before the plan was in motion now.

There was a huge bombing in the main building and Sean turned to me with horror on his face.

"What have you done?"

"The things that I should have done when I first arrived here, before I was stuck with you," I said before I was running away from him. I was being held by the wrists before I was stumbled on the ground.

"Why?" His hot breath was hitting my ear, making me shivered as we were intimately close.

"Go get help. I will handle my patient myself,"

"But sir—"

"Go, now!" Sean shouted before I was laughing maniacally. I was turned around by Sean as he was looking at me like I was a nut case. Maybe I was. I just wanted to get more blood on my hands.

And with all those inmates, I was.

"You will regret it you ever done that," he said as he took a syringe and he put the stranger clear liquid into my blood system.

"Ow," I shrieked as the syringe was inside me and the second it was gone.

"Come with me," he said as he was dragging me up to stand on my two feet. I was staggering. What the hell did he gave me?

"You have your own game. I have mine," he whispered before he went to take a car that was parked close to us. He shoved me into the car and strapped me in with the safety chains of a mental person.

"Where are we going?" I asked as I can see the drug effect was moving right now.

"To a place that no one will bother us anymore," he said before he sped off and I was in a trace.

Sean Copper's POV

"Have you been doing great?" The boss was asking me as I was standing in front of him. I might be the head of psychiatry but there was no one else on this island who was more powerful than him.

"Yes, I have been doing good with my research actually," I said as I was looking at the man in the question. He has the same grey eyes like me but that's where the similarity ended.

"Have you been giving much thought about my proposition?" He asked. I gulped as I knew he wanted the answer today. I have been pondering on it for a week and it was always the same conclusion.

"Yes," I said curtly at him.

"And?" He asked me.

"I will do it," I said even though it was not what I was expecting to say. Maybe I was mad to say yes to his proposal.

"Excellent, son. Now, why don't we go meet that bride of yours?" He said as he was getting up from his chair before I stopped him.

"No, I have to go to work. Especially now that I was late, no thanks to my father," I said as I was getting away from him. He chuckled.

"You were just like your mother, punctual," he said as he was sipping on his tea.

"Well, that's that and I was a doctor as well,"

"Your mother treats people, she was a surgeon. You do what, exactly? You were talking about the minds, that's not even being cut on," he said as he was scoffing at me. I know that my profession was not my father's choice but it will end soon.

"Thank you for that encouragement. Now, if you excuse me, I have to cure the mind," I said before I went out of the room.

"Tonight, 8 PM sharp. Don't be late," he shouted at me as I was leaving the foyer.

"Well, it's you actually who was always late," I mumbled before I got inside the car and drove off to see Lucia and helped her carry her plan forward.

I have paid the captain for safe passage and right now, all I have to do was a freaking accident. I was driving with Lucia on my passenger seat and I was driving like a mad man.

"Sean, slow down," Lucy shouted as I was dodging some cars as we were on the traffic. Then, my plan has arrived as I pushed the accelerator even more.

"Sean! Stop!" Lucy shouted before I was determined to be hit.

"Sean!" Lucy shouted and that was the last thing that I heard her voice as we were straddling on the road as we were bleeding to our death. I hope the captain did his part as I closed my eyes, the captain and his crew came and take our bodies out of the street and we were never going to see this island again.