My plan was going to work, because it was something I was good at. I’d worked too hard to give up everything, but even what I was sacrificing would be enough to keep us happy and together.
My sister took everything from me, without any regret. I was going to take it all back, and then some. When I was done with her, she’d have nothing but a ten-‐by-‐ ten padded room.
I was nervous to tell him, at first, but when my plan started making sense, he jumped on board. It was already midnight and we had a long drive ahead of us, so we packed up as much as we could and headed back to our hometown.
We were on a mission and nothing was going to stand in our way. We’d waited too long already to be able to be together. This was our chance to take back everything she’d ever taken from us.
If it all worked out, we’d have our families on our side and a happily ever after.
Stosh held my hand as he drove. We talked about how everything was going to play out. He squeezed my hand when we were half way there. “Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, you realize what we’ll be risking?”
“I know I could go to jail, if that’s what your implying.” I was aware that what I was doing was extremely dangerous. “She took my life Stosh. Now, I’m going to take hers.”
Chapter 15
To be or not to be…me.
We made it back to town around four in the morning. After stopping by the house that he shared with Ivy, we made our way to my parent’s house. We were only there to make sure they were both home. In order for our plan to work, we had to move while nobody was at the hospital.
Once we knew that no family had spent the night, we headed into the hospital. My sister would be under a watch, since she’d attempted to commit suicide, if that’s what she had done at all. Either way, she was right where I needed her to be.
Most hospitals had different wards that they locked down after visiting hours, in which you would need a card to get in. That’s where Stosh came into play.
His job was to play the desperate husband, who had been out of town and just found out about his wife’s situation. We were afraid it wasn’t going to work out, and didn’t have another plan in order if that happened. Luckily, Stosh ended up knowing the nurse, so he was able to slide in without a commotion being caused. Once inside, he sent me a message, letting me know he was in the room and she was asleep.
The tricky part was to get me in the room.
I don’t know what made him think of it, but he somehow chimed an alarm for one of the other rooms. While the attending nurses went running, he came and opened the locked door to let me in. We slid back into her room, without anyone even noticing.
My sister was asleep and strapped to her bed. I think I actually smiled when I saw her like that. She looked so peaceful, and in that position, she couldn’t hurt anyone.
There was never a doubt that I was going to go through with the plan. Taking her down was the objective, and no matter what I had to go through, it was going to happen.
Stosh stood back and let me approach the bed. He shouldn’t have been so trusting because without even thinking, I slapped her right in the face.
Her eyes shot open and she tried to sit up, but realized she was strapped down. When she tried to scream, I put my hand over her mouth, so nobody could hear. Stosh pulled out the prescription bottle of sleeping pills and we shoved a few down her throat, forcing her to swallow them. I forced a washrag in her mouth, to prevent her from spitting and making a sound.
Once we knew the pills had dissolved, we had to sit there for a good thirty minutes before they started working. While waiting, she desperately tried to free herself several times. I loved seeing her suffer and watching her realize that her plans to destroy me had gone very wrong. It was almost better than sex to see her scared. This was the pivotal moment when that little bitch realized her fate.
Since Stosh and I had a long drive, we had plenty of time to get our plans in order. We were going to set off the fire alarm, giving us enough time to make the switch. He hugged me and kissed me on the forehead while my sister watched with wide eyes. “You ready for this?”
I looked right at her. “Nothing is going to stop me from being with you, Stoshua. Never again!”
Tears filled her eyes and I knew I’d hit a nerve. I’d finally discovered what it felt like and why she craved it. I felt like I was on top of the world. Revenge was evil and it felt so good.
When her eyes started getting heavy, I leaned over close to her ear. “Did you think you’d win him back by pulling this stunt? You really think I was just going to let you win?” I ran my fingers over her lips. “My lips are the only ones he’s ever going to kiss. It will be me he comes home to everyday. We’re going to be so happy.” I stood up straight at looked at Stosh. “Paybacks are a real bitch, sis. You always said I was the smart one. You never should have messed with someone that could take you down a million times over. I considered lots of ways, but this one will hurt you the most.”
Stosh cleared his throat. “I could never hate anyone the way I hate you, Ivy. I never loved anyone like I love Willow. You’ll never be her. I played you, like you tried to play me. You led me right to her. So, thanks for that!” He patted her on the leg and winked at me.
I felt chills realizing that he was utterly and completely mine. We just had to tie up loose ends, literally. When Ivy was finally knocked out, we wasted no time switching our clothes. Stosh would have only a certain amount of time to transport her out of the hospital without someone noticing. We put her in a wheelchair, with one of her old purses on her lap. I unfastened her hospital band and attached it to my arm. Stosh strapped me into the bed and kissed me passionately. Once I was secure, I started to panic. “Stosh wait! You wouldn’t be double crossing me, would you?”
I would just die if he left me there to rot.
He shook his head and started laughing. “No, Will. This was your idea remember? If you want to back out, we can strap her back up and leave right now.”
I laughed it off. “Sorry. I was just wondering if I’d just ended my existence.”
He leaned over and kissed me. “I love you. This is going to work. I’ll see you in a couple of hours, once I get her secured. It’s going to be a long day, babe.”
I took a few deep breaths and looked over at my sleeping sister. “I’m ready.”
He kissed me one more time before walking out of the room. After a few minutes, I heard the alarm sounding. I took a few deep breaths and watched him come in and grab the wheelchair. “See you in a bit.”
He walked out and left me there, waiting and wondering if we were going to get away with it. It all seems easy until we were knee deep in it. Then I started to wonder if I was going to spend the rest of my life in jail when we’d been caught. I wondered if Stosh would be arre
sted as an accomplice. I could have a child in jail and only be able to communicate with Stosh through letters.
Worry overwhelmed me, to the point where I felt sick. Of course, I was strapped to the bed, unable to change my mind about what I was doing.
Did I really want to, though? I mean, this was what had to happen. I wanted her gone. I loved my sister, but she had to go down. Maybe, I too, had a vindictive side.
A nurse came in and I heard the ruckus outside my room as the emergency people scrambled to look for the fire or what had caused the alarm to go off. Since I couldn’t move, I didn’t know Stosh had made it out without being detected.
The next few hours were horrible for me. All I could do was cry as I was strapped down to the bed, staring at the ceiling. I couldn’t sleep, in fear of the police coming in and taking me away.
It seemed like forever had passed before Stosh came walking into my hospital room. He had a bouquet of fresh roses and had changed his clothes. The smile on his face let me know that everything was okay. He leaned down and kissed me. “I can only stay for a little while. The attending physician is here to evaluate you. You sure you can handle this?”
I nodded. “I’m sure. So, how was it?”
“She slept, up until I got her in the house. Thank God we used those zip-‐ties. She tried to free herself, but there was no way she could overpower me. I got spit on a couple times and she called me every name in the book, not that I haven’t heard it all before. She threatened to kill me a few times and that she was going to skin you alive and make me watch. I think that was my favorite threat.”
My eyes got wide. “How did you respond?”
“I told her that making love to you was the best thing that had every happened to me.” He kissed my lips. “I told her that I was completely in love with you.” He kissed me one more time. “I told her that I never loved her.”
“I’m sure that hit a nerve.”
“She’s pissed, not that I care. I actually like seeing her suffer. She deserves it. All the years she kept us apart. I wish I never listened to her. I should have known how you felt the whole damn time. I should have just asked you.”
We were cut off when my father came walking into the room. Stosh stood up and faced him. “When did you get here?”
“Last night.”
“Son, you and I need to have a man to man.”
I couldn’t see their faces and it was driving me crazy.
“Sir, no disrespect, but I think Ivy and I have to work things out ourselves.”
“And what about Willow?”
“That was a mistake. She acted like Ivy. She said she was Ivy. It happened and I’m sorry. I get that you’ll never forget what I’ve done to your daughter, but I plan on spending the rest of my life making things right.” We’d rehearsed that part on the way there. It was all part of the plan.
My dad put his hand on Stosh’s shoulder. “I hope you make good on that promise. My daughter loves you very much. I know that she wants nothing more than to work things out. We all make mistakes, but fixing things takes a lot of guts.”
He walked over to me, rubbing the hair out of my face. “Did you sleep well, sweetie?”
I missed my parents so much that I began to tear up and eventually started to sob. “I’m sorry for disappointing you, Daddy. Please don’t be mad.” It was how Ivy would have played him.
“It’s going to be alright. Your mother has arranged for her friend to treat you for your depression. Now that Stoshua is here, I’m sure we can get you released out of here. I know the chief of staff and he owes me a few favors.”
I was ecstatic that I could get out of the hospital before the allotted time required. Stosh threw me a wink. “If it’s alright with you, sir, I’d like to take her straight home.”
“I don’t know…”
“Dad, please? It’s what I want. I want to be with Stosh. I just want things to go back to normal.”
He shook his head. “Your mother is going to be upset about this, Ivy. You know how she worries about you.”
“I know. What happened last night was a mistake. I won’t do it again. I promise. I don’t want to die, Daddy. I just want to be happy. I just want to go home.” I cried even more.
He rolled his eyes, but walked out of the room, grabbing his cell phone out of his pocket. Stosh came over to the bed. He massaged my wrists. “Are they on too tight?”
I shook my head. “No. They aren’t bad.”
“It’s a good thing your dad is a damn doctor. I don’t know if I could handle sleeping without you tonight.”
“Well, you’re getting pretty good about sneaking people in and out of hospitals. I’m sure we could have figured a way to be together.” I couldn’t help but feel giddy, thinking about being with Stoshua.
He ran his fingers over my wrist restraints and removed one of them. “Fuck the rules!”
I smiled and waited for my other hand to be free. By the time my father made it back in the room, Stosh was sitting on the bed hugging me. My father looked pleased. He had no clue that I wasn’t Ivy. My mother would be the one to convince, but since she hadn’t seen me in a while, and my father had seen me strapped to the bed, I didn’t think she would question it. I had to put on a show for her and the time had come. She came in carrying a cup of coffee. She was wearing scrubs, and I gathered that she must be performing some kind of procedure here at the hospital. “Honey, I just got out of surgery. How are you feeling?”
“I didn’t get much sleep. My stomach hurts.”
My mother looked at Stoshua. “You did this to her, you know. You put her in this hospital bed.”
He put his head down and I wondered if it was because he secretly wanted to smile. “I know. How many times do I have to apologize for my actions?”
“Mom, stop! I can’t deal with any more fighting. I just want to go home and work things out with my husband.” Saying that was never going to get old.
“You’ve been through something traumatic. I’ve cleared my schedule in order to stay home and care for you.” My mother was adamant.
“I want to go to my house. Nothing is going to be solved until Stosh and I can work out our problems. We can’t do that if I’m at your house. I appreciate the gesture, but I’m going to be fine.”
I was praying she would buy it. The last thing I wanted to do was spend several days under the care of my doctor mother, while Stoshua babysat my restrained sister.
She looked at Stosh. “Are you going to stand by my daughter this time, or run out on her again.” The question seemed funny to me, since he was still banging one of her daughters. Me being that person.
“I promise. She’s not leaving my side.”
She threw her hands up in the air. “This is ridiculous. She needs constant supervision!”
“I’m not a baby!”
“You took a bottle of pain
pills and drank them down with a glass of vodka. I hardly think your decision making can be factored into this.”
“She’s my wife. With all due respect, I’m taking her home.” Stosh had the last word. My mother shook her head and gave up.
They all three went out in the hallway to discuss my release, while I dressed into my sister’s clothes. By the time, Stosh came back into the room, my parent’s had gone home. He smiled when he saw me dressed and ready. “Your dad made a few calls. I already signed your release papers. You’re free to go.”
I didn’t waste any time. “Let’s get out of here. We still have a lot of work to do.”
He stopped me and reached for my hand. “This should have been on your finger for the last four years.” He slipped Ivy’s wedding set onto my ring finger. “It’s official, you’re my wife.”
I laughed. “That’s funny, I don’t even remember our wedding.”
“Let’s get out of here and talk about renewing those vows. My wife needs to remember important moments like her wedding.”
Leaving the hospital was like being freed from a life time sentence in jail. I almost ran out of those double doors. The nurse gave me dirty looks, like my father had bent the rules and I was just his little charity case daughter. I wanted to smack them all. If they only knew what I’d been through.
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