Now that blunt statement, needless to say, pissed Chloe off. She had no right to even go there. Throwing the covers back off of her, she jumped off of the bed and met her cousin toe to toe. “You don’t know shit about what happened, Erica. John is in a hospital right now, fighting for his life because of an allergic reaction he had to the powder. Yes I saw Justin, but I was by no means with him so you can get those convoluted thoughts out of your head right now.”
For the briefest of seconds, Erica's face turned pale, just a shade lighter than her normal milky white complexion and then just as quickly, it returned to normal. “So," Erica shrugged and just as casually, she added, "It’s not our fault that he had an allergic reaction. We didn’t know that would happen. Besides, they were the ones that brought it on themselves with what they did to me and to you.” She made a show of glancing down at her nail and started picking at it, suddenly looking bored with the conversation at hand.
Chloe could only stand there, staring back at Erica in shock. She didn’t look like she had any remorse about what had happened to John. She really couldn’t care less and that bothered Chloe. It bothered her a lot. “Did you understand what I just said to you?” she probed, looking at her expectantly while waiting for some kind of response.
Erica lifted her eyes from her nails and looked up to Chloe. “Yeah, I'm well aware that John's in the hospital, and boo-hoo for him. I’ll send him a ‘Get well soon card’ to express my deepest sympathies."
Hearing her flippant attitude towards John had Chloe wanting to pull her own hair out and shake the crap out of her cousin. “You’re not listening Erica. He could die because of something that we did.”
Erica shook her head and pointed a rail thin finger in Chloe's direction. “Correction Chloe, something that you did. And besides, he‘s not going to die. Guys like Justin and John have nine lives. He’ll rebound, you’ll see and then he'll be back to his old tricks in no time."
Once again for what seemed like the umpteenth time tonight; Chloe was left at a complete loss for words. Was she actually placing all of the blame on me for the incident? Erica had been the one who bought the damn powder in the first place and from the second that the idea hatched, her enthusiasm was more or less off the charts.
Chloe fisted her hands on her hips and she snorted. “You can’t be serious, he’ll rebound? " she asked incredulously. "How can you be so sure about that Erica? He’s hooked up to a mess of machines and you stand there saying, he’ll rebound ! What in the hell is wrong with you girl?"
Erica knitted her brows and shrugged her shoulders. “We’ll, it’s the truth.”
Chloe took a long deep breath, held it and then slowly exhaled, telling herself that Erica just didn’t understand the enormity of the situation. She could see that she wasn't going to get through to her tonight either. Done with trying to convince her cousin, Chloe just dropped her hands by her sides and closed her eyes. “I’m tired, okay. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. All I want to do is crawl in my bed and go to sleep.”
And that was the honest to God truth. Chloe was tired. She didn’t want to talk about this anymore, especially with Erica. She didn't think that she was asking for too much, especially after the night she was having.
“Fine,” Erica conceded and clicked her heels together, abruptly turning around. She had just opened the door when she stopped and glanced back at Chloe with a haughty look over her shoulder. “Don’t forget what we have planned for next week. The supplies have already been ordered.”
For the briefest of seconds, Erica's face turned pale, just a shade lighter than her normal milky white complexion and then just as quickly, it returned to normal. “So," Erica shrugged and just as casually, she added, "It’s not our fault that he had an allergic reaction. We didn’t know that would happen. Besides, they were the ones that brought it on themselves with what they did to me and to you.” She made a show of glancing down at her nail and started picking at it, suddenly looking bored with the conversation at hand.
Chloe could only stand there, staring back at Erica in shock. She didn’t look like she had any remorse about what had happened to John. She really couldn’t care less and that bothered Chloe. It bothered her a lot. “Did you understand what I just said to you?” she probed, looking at her expectantly while waiting for some kind of response.
Erica lifted her eyes from her nails and looked up to Chloe. “Yeah, I'm well aware that John's in the hospital, and boo-hoo for him. I’ll send him a ‘Get well soon card’ to express my deepest sympathies."
Hearing her flippant attitude towards John had Chloe wanting to pull her own hair out and shake the crap out of her cousin. “You’re not listening Erica. He could die because of something that we did.”
Erica shook her head and pointed a rail thin finger in Chloe's direction. “Correction Chloe, something that you did. And besides, he‘s not going to die. Guys like Justin and John have nine lives. He’ll rebound, you’ll see and then he'll be back to his old tricks in no time."
Once again for what seemed like the umpteenth time tonight; Chloe was left at a complete loss for words. Was she actually placing all of the blame on me for the incident? Erica had been the one who bought the damn powder in the first place and from the second that the idea hatched, her enthusiasm was more or less off the charts.
Chloe fisted her hands on her hips and she snorted. “You can’t be serious, he’ll rebound? " she asked incredulously. "How can you be so sure about that Erica? He’s hooked up to a mess of machines and you stand there saying, he’ll rebound ! What in the hell is wrong with you girl?"
Erica knitted her brows and shrugged her shoulders. “We’ll, it’s the truth.”
Chloe took a long deep breath, held it and then slowly exhaled, telling herself that Erica just didn’t understand the enormity of the situation. She could see that she wasn't going to get through to her tonight either. Done with trying to convince her cousin, Chloe just dropped her hands by her sides and closed her eyes. “I’m tired, okay. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. All I want to do is crawl in my bed and go to sleep.”
And that was the honest to God truth. Chloe was tired. She didn’t want to talk about this anymore, especially with Erica. She didn't think that she was asking for too much, especially after the night she was having.
“Fine,” Erica conceded and clicked her heels together, abruptly turning around. She had just opened the door when she stopped and glanced back at Chloe with a haughty look over her shoulder. “Don’t forget what we have planned for next week. The supplies have already been ordered.”
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