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18. The Idea


“Get off me!” yelled Annika as she struggled with Anna.

The redhead didn’t heed to Annika’s cry as she repeatedly slap Annika’s arms, face, and basically anywhere her hands could get. “Stop—hurting—my—sister!” she screamed the whole time.

Just when she wanted to hold Annika’s neck, the brunette pushed her off of her. Anna fell to the ground on her ass. When she got a hold of herself, she looked up at Annika who had stood up.

She glared at her whereas Annika stared back, seeming bewildered.

“Anna?” Annika said. “Why are you attacking me?”

Anna stood up quickly. “I should be asking you that: why are you attacking my sister? She’s never done anything to you.”

Annika’s facial expression quickly changed to that of an irate one. “So that slut in there is your sister.”

Anna folded her arms across her chest, waiting for Annika to answer her question.

Annika seemed to have understood her gesture as she said, “That slut stole my man. She was running away with him.”

Pure rage covered Anna’s eyes as her hands went straight to Annika’s cheek. If she could hurt Annika more she would. “Ava would never steal another woman’s man. Don’t ever talk about my sister that way ever again.

“And if she indeed stole your man, you might want to check your living status because it’s pretty clear that you’re dead. Stop haunting her because she’s not done anything to you.”

Annika bowed her head shamefully. She looked like a kid who was just scolded and was about to apologize. “You’re right. Beck would never be with me if I’m dead.” She raised her head. “Sorry about your sister.”

Annika’s cool response was one Anna never thought she’d get. She expected Annika to go on and on of how she would destroy Ava and any other woman that ever came near Beck. She was truly grateful that Annika had realized her wrong.

Before she could utter a word to Annika, the aforementioned woman vanished into thin air. Anna stepped back, gasping at the occurrence. She looked around and couldn’t find her anywhere.

Right then, she heard the ding of an elevator. As she turned around, following the sound, she saw Sara step out of the elevator.

“Where’ve you been?” she said, rushing towards Anna. She took Anna’s hand and inspected her face. “I’ve been searching all over for you, and here you are, hovering around instead of being with Ava.”

“I know,” she said, feeling bad for Sara was right. “But she’s been hurt.”

Sara pulled her towards the elevator.

“All thanks to Annika,” she murmured. She rolled her eyes.

She stopped and glanced at her. “What was that?”

“Annika: she’s responsible for Ava’s present condition. I have no idea what she was doing to her but it wasn’t good.” She continued to walk. “Well, it looks like she will back off now that she’s realized she’s dead.”

“Anna, wait.”

Anna stopped and turned around.

“What exactly did you say to her?”

“I told her that haunting Ava to stay away from Beck was pointless because Beck could never be with her so long as she was dead.”

“You really said that?”

She nodded. “I more or less did.”

Sara’s brown eyes went wide. “Anna, what have you done?” She quickly went to the elevator. She tapped her feet on the ground impatiently, waiting for the door to open before she hurriedly entered and repeatedly pushed a button.

Throughout, Anna stared at Sara, confused at her behavior. She wanted to follow Sara but didn’t know how to. The elevator had gone up and she had no idea how to pass through matter. It was at that moment she wondered how she and Annika passed through the floor of Ava’s ward down to the parking lot.

While she was wondering how she’d get up, the elevator door opened. She quickly entered and waited for it to close. A man dressed in the nurses’ uniform entered and pressed the button to the very floor she wanted to be at. Grateful that he was going there, she heaved a sigh of relief as she remained patient to get to the top.

As soon as the elevator opened, she got out. Anna headed towards Ava’s ward, hoping Sara was headed there as well. Before she could get to Ava’s, she saw Bruce stop Sara from getting pass the door.

“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!” he said, pulling Sara away from the entrance by her shoulder. He turned her around while saying, “Where do you think you’re headed to, missy?”

“I need to speak to Ava. It’s really urgent.” She turned to go back but Bruce pulled her back again.

“Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey.”

Sara faced him again, appearing small in his arms.

“Calm down, lady.”

She glanced at the ward but he turned her head to meet his.

“Hey, just stay calm, okay?” he said, seeming worried. “I’m sure whatever it is can wait till she’s fine.”

Sara shook herself out of his hold. “But it can’t wait. She has to know she won’t stop. She’ll stop at nothing to get back at her—no matter how innocent she is.”

“Okay, lady, you just lost me.” His eyes were furrowed in confusion.

“Ava’s in—”

“Sara?” Beck said, interrupting Sara.

Anna turned around to look for him. As she did, someone passed through her. The shock of knowing that someone could pass through her set her off balance, causing her to almost fall to the floor. By the time she got herself to know exactly did she saw Beck and Sara approach each other as if they hadn’t seen each other in years.

“Beck!” Sara said as her arms wrapped around him. “Oh, thank the spirits I found you.”

He wrapped his arm around her but quickly withdrew it.

“What are you doing here?” he asked as she released the hug.

“Annika,” she said, sounding terrified. It was evident in her face that she was scared. Anna didn’t under why she was though she understood that Annika was indeed scary.

“What about her?” Beck asked.

“She’s going to try to come back to life. And she’ll come after Ava if you’re still close to her.”

She looked from Beck to Sara and back and forth for a while, all the while noticing how they silently communicated with each other through their facial expressions. Then, the same fear was visible in their eyes, instantly causing one in Anna.

Anna rushed to Sara’s side. “How do you know she’ll come back to life?”

Sara looked away from Beck, facing Anna with a scowl. “You basically gave her the idea when you said she’s dead. She would never have Beck all for herself unless she’s alive, and she would never want him dead.”

As Anna was digesting what Sara had just said, Beck said, “Um, Sara, are you talking to someone else?”

“Anna’s here.” She waved her hand towards Anna and shook her head before bowing it.

“She is?” Bruce said. “Where’s she?” He glanced around the waiting room. “Where’s she?” he asked again.

Anna looked at him, suddenly realizing that he had been here initially before Beck. Pity enveloped her as she knew that he would have no understanding to what was going on.

“She’s not here physically,” Sara answered Bruce.

“What do you mean by that?” He looked at Beck then at Sara again. “What’s going on?”

Sara didn’t mind Bruce as she said to Beck, “Ava has to stay far away from here and from you.” She attempted to go into Ava’s ward again.

Beck grabbed her hands. “Okay, Sara. Sara.”

She looked him, her attention full on him.

“Sara, I need you to calm down. We’ll talk to her about it, okay?” He gestured to the seats. “Just take a seat and breathe. Once the doctor confirms we can see her, we’ll talk to her about it.”
Though she didn’t seem satisfied with his suggestion, she did anyway. He sat beside her, gently rubbing her back and encouraging her to take in and out deep breaths.
Bruce eyed them, looking lost as to what had just transpired. He looked away from them, folding his arms on his chest. Anna wished she could talk to him, explain to him. She simply watched them as they waited, hoping that Annika had not done much damage to Ava.
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