Chapter 2 The beginning of a nightmare

I looked out of the car window as my driver drove into my house premises, everything was strange. The gate was wide open and the media was here too with a lot of people.

"What's going on?" I asked the Nanny standing in front of my car as soon as I came out but instead of an answer she bowed her head in silence.

"You old fool, I asked you a question. What the hell is going on here" I yelled angrily at the top of my voice as usual and she flinched in shock before she started stammering. On a norms I would have hit her hard for not speaking clearly and gotten her fired but what she said almost took my soul away.

"Your dad is getting arrested" The Nanny said stammering, almost even crying, probably thinking I was going to vent out on her but at that moment I no longer noticed her as I took a step backwards holding to my car for support and it suddenly felt like the ground under me was shaking and was going to break open.

"Madam" The Nanny called trying to hold me but before she could I pushed her to the ground and ran towards the crowd as I saw my dad been taken away while the media tried to interview him.

"Daddy, where are you taking him?, Let him go" I yelled already in tears as the police prevented me from coming close to him.

"It's alright sweetie, go inside and lock the doors" my dad said with a smile while the police dragged him away, he might have been smiling but I knew it was a fake one and he was dying inside because I could see through him, I could see that looks that spoke volumes, I could see the invisible tears in his eyes telling me he had failed me, that this was the end of my perfect life and the beginning of a nightmare but I didn't really care about that right now, all that mattered was my dad.

"Daddy Daddy, Daddy" I yelled in tears as they put him in the police van and took him away.

"Cindy" I could hear someone call my name but it was coming very faint because of the voices in my head. I staggered backwards as the reporters and the crowd gathered around me asking different questions, I couldn't see anyone anymore but I could still hear the questions vividly.

"Is it true that your father is involved in the fraudulent activity"

"Did your father really kill the man for his money"

"Is it true that the accident that happened to the family of Mr Walker was never an accident but all your father's handwork"

"We're the assassins really sent by your father"

"Why would your father be so wicked and kill an innocent man for Money" Different questions filled my head as I fell to the floor and screamed out in pains.

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" I screamed and jerked up when I suddenly heard my name very loud this time around.

"Cindy" I heard and jerked up from where I was.

"Cindy, it's alright. Am here now ok?" I heard and turned around to see Xander. He was kind of my present boyfriend, the guy who I didn't really like but just made a bet on with my friends on who can get him to fall in love, since he was the biggest nerd in school who avoided everyone.

"Cindy" Xander called again but I didn't respond to him, instead I looked around observing my environment.

"What am I doing here?" I asked Xander seeing I was in the hospital with a drip fixed to my hand.

"You passed out and I brought you here" He explained calmly but instead of thanking him, I turned to him angrily.

"Why would you do that, I want to go home and I want to go home now" I yelled wanting to cut off the drip while Xander held me back.

"Shhhh, it's fine ok, it's fine" He kept assuring even when I didn't want to hear him out.

I laid my back on the bed as I eventually stopped struggling and let the tears flow freely.

"It was all real, I wasn't in a dream" I mummered, the tears falling while Xander sighed.

"It's going to be fine" He said, his words sounding in my head like a bolt of thunder and everything worsened as I looked up at him and saw the pity in his eyes. I hated been pitied, I hated been hopeless in front of people, I hated showing that I was scared and that made people think I had no fears. I was Cindy Benson, the girl that was literally worshipped in school, so Xander's words came to me differently. I knew he felt bad for me but that was the problem.

"It's going to be fine?" I asked scoffing as I sat up in the bed while Xander tried to talk but I didn't give him the liberty to as I continued.

"My dad was arrested for reasons I don't even know and you are telling me it's going to be fine?" I asked yelling at him, I was bent on transferring the anger to someone else and if he had a brain he would know that and stay away from me.

"Cindy your dad was arrested, I know ok? But it's not the end of the world and besides he just has to pay for his sins" Xander said raising his tone probably irritated by my attribute but as soon as he said the last part, he stopped knowing he had crossed the line but it was too late.

"Am sorry, Cindy I mean..." he was stuttering when I cut him off rudely.

"Get out" I said cutting him short.

"Cindy I didn't mean...."

"I said get out" I yelled wanting to throw something at him but I didn't see anything to throw so I just hit my hand on the bed angrily.

"Fine" he said getting up, he was walking towards the door when I stopped him.

"Xander" I called and he stopped walking.

"Please don't tell Maddy and Daisy where to find me, just tell them you only saw the news and don't know anything" I whispered looking away as he turned back to look at me.

"I wouldn't if that's what you want but I don't think there's anything to be ashamed of" Xander said probably thinking I should tell them because they are my friends but he just wouldn't understand the fact that, that's the main reason why they couldn't know where I was, besides he was a nerd and would never understand what it feels like to want to be cool.

They were my friends alright but they were only my friends because I was popular, rich and one of the most influential kids just like them, nothing more, nothing less. Been pretty was just an added advantage, so now that my dad has been arrested, I knew things wouldn't be the same way as before and they would probably ditch me or maybe it was just my fear.

"Thanks" I mummered as Xander slammed the door not caring if he heard or not.

I sighed relaxing into the bed.

"My whole life is a mess now" I thought as I took out my phone to read the news and believe me there was a lot to read, I couldn't even believe my eyes as I read the headlines.

"The arrest of Mr Benson at his house this morning following his involvement in the death of Mr Walker"

"This can't be true right, my dad can't kill whoever died, he is just been accused" I said trying to assure myself as I continued to read the news.

"Mr Benson's only child, Cindy passes out in tears seeing her father's condition"

"Mr Walker son visits Mr Benson's daughter in the hospital as lot of media surrounds him asking questions"

"What!!!!" I yelled as I felt the information register in my brains.

"Mr Walker's son visits Mr Benson's daughter in the hospital" of all the headlines I had been reading, this one hit differently. Not pain this time around but rush of fear and anger.

I got down from the hospital and tried moving when the sharp pain from the drip held me back making me remember I was on a drip.

"Oh goodness Cindy, it can't be true right. What do I do, what do I do" I thought, my brain running in different directions. I walked to the window where it was ok to walk with the drip without reaching it's end. I got to the window and lifted the curtains up only to find a large number of reporters and people at the front of the hospital struggling to come in but been heard back by some very hefty men. Suddenly I heard a voice behind me and flinched as I turned to see a man Standing at the door with flowers.

He was dressed in black and black suit and shoes, he looked like he was going mourning because what he was wearing was completely black but mehn his body shape was killer, he was so hot and his face was too cute to be true. I had never seen someone as good looking as him before or maybe i was just analysing him too much.

"I came to send my condolences but I was kind of hoping you were dead "the deep masculine voice broke into my thoughts and it would have turned out to be sexy, if not because of what he said revealing his identify.

I chuckled angrily, reality hitting me that he was the one that sent my dad to jail. The so-called Mr Walker son, how come I never heard of that name before?

"Well sorry to disappoint you, I think you should be paying a visit to your father's grave instead" I said without thinking but the words were already out of my mouth before I knew I had made a mistake.

"Your dead mom made a mistake by dieing and leaving you with your father because no one ever taught you manners" he said walking towards me and I moved backwards.

"What you doing?" I asked in fear as he got closer to me holding me against the window before I could move.

"Let go of me" I yelled and he chuckled with a smirk on his face.

"Did anyone ever tell you about me?" He asked the smirk not leaving his face and I swallowed hard, I didn't know who he was but whoever he was, he must be someone like me who wants a reply immediately a question is asked, so I replied him in fear as he ran his fingers through my neck.

"No" I replied swallowing hard and he laughed, a evident fake and bitter laughter.

"Well you are going to be needing that introduction sweetie because if you think you are devil, then am hell" he said and whatever that met, I knew he met it.

Just then I heard the door open and he turned around letting me go as the nurse walked in.

"Am sorry for the interruption, I would just come back later" the nurse apologized and I could notice the sort of fear in her eyes as she turned around wanting to walk out when he stopped her.

"She needs a first aid treatment" he said and I immediately refused before the nurse could say anything.

"I don't, am fine" I already said it before I regretted my words as he turned to me and dragged the drip pin off my hand roughly, causing the drip to come out of my veins and making blood flow.

"Ahhhhhh" I yelled holding the hand as a sharp pain registered in my brain.

I stared up at him and for the first time in my life, I felt vulnerable and scared of somebody. I felt shivers run through my blood as he spoke.

"Now you do" he said with so much authority that the nurse ran out to get the first aid.

"Who was he?"