Chapter 33-Looking for Answers

I don't know how long I sat there on the floor.  Eventually I got up and showered.  The house was quiet as I headed downstairs.  Ceula was gone, I started to panic.  I know Mulo said Aric wouldn't hurt his sister but I was having some major trust issues.  I grabbed my phone but realized I didn't really know who I could call.  There was a text from Aric:

Mom, took Ceula to spend the night at Nina.

Love Aric

The last thing I wanted was to be alone in the house so I decided to head to the beach instead.  I don't know how or why I ended up at her house.

I was nervous walking up the stairs but I needed answers and this was the best place to start.  She may be the source of my misery but she and she alone holds the information that I needed.  I rang the bell.
"Hello Dear." she sounded so happy "Whatever brings you to my humble abode?"
I've never been one for violence but at that moment I wanted nothing more than to drive a stake through her heart.

"You know why I'm here Marisol."  She shut the door and lead me further into the house.

"I guess you talked to Mulo and he's filled you in on your job."

Just being around her made me uneasy.  I didn't want to be there especially knowing not only was she crazy but she saw me as a meal.  I pushed my fears aside and continued.
"I don't know what hold you have on Mulo to make him say those things to me but this is extreme even for you."  she started laughing.
"You poor pathetic girl.  He's really quite good isn't he?  He has remarkable powers especially over the weak minded ones such as yourself.  But you, you have to be the most gullible one yet."

Her words cut me like a hot knife through butter and she knew it. She continued her attack with a smile.

"Did you think you were special?  Did you really think he wanted to be with you?"
Why did I come here?  I knew it was a bad idea but I wasn't exactly thinking clearly.

"You're wrong!" I yelled hoping I sounded more sure of those words than I actually felt.
"Really?  Tell me has he ever told you he loved you? That he wanted to be with you? Or was it some fantasy you made up in your head?"

I didn't answer but we both knew she was right.  He had never spoken those words to me.
"I didn't think so.  You are nothing more than a means to an end.  I wanted something, he wanted something and we both get what we want through you."
I was getting no where.  I still didn't know why I was caught up in this craziness.  The only thing I did know was there was no limit to Marisol's sadistic nature.  I tried to muster up as much courage as I could before continuing to speak.
"I will tell you the same thing I told him.  I will not do this, I can't do this.  I won't be used by him or you!"
In the blink of an eye before I had even finished my sentence she had me by the throat up against the wall.
"You will do as I say or I will kill your parents, and your children before ending your miserable life."
Bynni walked in and Marisol released me.
"Mom."

I wanted to run to her and hug her but I was afraid.
"What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you honey.  I miss you.  Are you ok?
I could see she wasn't my little girl anymore.  She was one of them now and my heart was aching at the knowledge of that.  Even more so because of the fact that the man I loved had done it to her.

"I'm fine mom.  Marisol is taking care of TK and I but you should go."  I stepped closer to her but she backed away.

"Honey please, I'm your mother."

"Mom you really need to go.  I will call you."

"You really should listen to your daughter.  I would hate for something to happen by accident.  Imagine the guilt she would have to live with."

I understood then why she needed me to leave.  Before I left Marisol had some parting words for me.

"Amari dear if you are thinking of calling my bluff about your family don't.  Your sister tried that and you see how well that turned out for her."

I looked at her in horror.  Was she admitting to being the one responsible for Amella's death.

"That...that was a car accident..  A drunk driver."

"Was it really?" she asked with a smirk.  The look on her face was so sinister I just ran out of the house.  My hands were shaking so badly I could barely put the key in the ignition.  I sat there taking several deep breathes to calm myself down.

I managed to get myself home by some small miracle.  Marisol's last words kept replaying in my head.  I went upstairs suddenly feeling very light headed.  I barely made it to the top of the stairs before I was overcome with nausea.  

My hands were shaking, my breathing became shallow and my heart was beating so fast I thought it was going to come out of my chest.  I fumbled to get my phone and tried to hit redial.  I dropped the phone as my body started trembling uncontrollably.  I reached out for the sink to try and steady myself but missed and hit the floor.

I could hear a voice coming from my phone I had managed to call someone but I didn't know who.  I was struggling to breathe.  I closed my eyes as I remembered everything I had been through starting with my sister's death.  I guess it was possible to die from a broken heart.