Chapter 2 - THE RUSH TO THE EMERGENCY ROOM
The doors opened,
medics ran out,
bringing a stretcher,
moving very fast,
to the vehicle.
Caleb lifted her,
with extreme care,
placing her down,
on white sheets,
holding her hand.
"She was pushed,"
he told doctors,
"she is pregnant,"
"seven months along,"
"bleeding might start."
The medical team,
moved inside quickly,
pushing the cart,
through bright halls,
checking her vitals.
Olivia looked up,
at the ceiling,
lights flashing past,
blurring her vision,
making her dizzy.
She felt cold,
shaking all over,
from the shock,
of the assault,
by her sister.
Caleb stayed close,
running beside her,
refusing to leave,
her side now,
no matter what.
"I am right here,"
he kept repeating,
squeezing her fingers,
giving her strength,
in the dark.
They reached room,
the double doors,
shut him out,
leaving him alone,
in the hallway.
He hit wall,
with his fist,
leaving a dent,
in white plaster,
breathing so hard.
The anger inside,
was boiling over,
making him shake,
wanting to destroy,
the Vance name.
He walked around,
the small waiting,
area of hospital,
pacing back forth,
like caged beast.
His phone rang,
loud and annoying,
in his pocket,
buzzing with text,
messages from friends.
He pulled out,
the small screen,
seeing the video,
Maya had posted,
on the internet.
It was everywhere,
millions of views,
trending online now,
with top tags,
about rich abuse.
The whole world,
saw Vanessa's face,
her wicked smile,
her cruel hand,
pulling Olivia's hair.
The comments section,
was a battlefield,
people demanding justice,
calling the police,
naming the club.
The country club,
was being bombarded,
with angry reviews,
and furious phone,
calls from public.
Caleb smiled darkly,
seeing the chaos,
knowing this was,
only the beginning,
of their fall.
They thought they,
could hide behind,
their deep pockets,
and family status,
but they failed.
The digital age,
had caught them,
completely off guard,
exposing their sins,
to everyone clear.
He saw video,
of Aunt Helen,
drinking her mimosa,
looking away cold,
from the attack.
The public hated,
her the most,
calling her monster,
demanding her company,
face total boycott.
His phone buzzed,
again in hand,
showing a call,
from his father,
Charles Vance senior.
Caleb answered it,
his voice icy,
"do not speak,"
"unless you are,"
"ready to beg."
Charles cleared throat,
sounding very worried,
"Caleb son please,"
"take down video,"
"it ruins business."
"Go to hell,"
Caleb barked out,
hanging up fast,
blocking the number,
without a thought.
They cared only,
about their stocks,
and their money,
never about Olivia,
or the baby.
The doctor emerged,
from the room,
looking very serious,
walking to Caleb,
with heavy steps.
Caleb froze up,
holding his breath,
waiting for news,
May you like
good or bad,
about his family.
