The Forbidden Heart by V.C. Andrews

Author:V.C. Andrews [Andrews, V.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pocket Star Books
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Darkness Really Fears the Light

Neither of us said another word. Instead, we hurried out of the apartment. It wasn’t until I was at the hospital with him that I would realize I should have asked more questions before we started out, but Vincent looked so upset I was afraid to speak. He handed me the helmet quickly.

“You don’t have to come. I can drop you off on a corner near your uncle’s home.”

“No. I want to go with you,” I said, and got on. He started up, and we were off.

I hung on to Vincent, because he was driving faster, taking more chances. I took off the helmet quickly when we reached the hospital. Without talking, we hurried into the emergency area. Once we entered the lobby, Vincent spotted his parents. He hurried to them. They didn’t look surprised to see me with him.

“How is she?” he asked.

His mother had been crying. She took a deep breath. His father looked away.

I drew closer to hear what she was telling him in French, concentrating hard on every word.

“We thought she had left,” she began. “I was already upstairs when your father shouted for me. He saw the bathroom door slightly opened, and the light was on. He went to check, and he found her. She needed transfusions. She bled that much,” she added.

“With my good bread knife,” Vincent’s father said, as if that was the most serious thing.

I tugged on Vincent’s jacket sleeve, and he turned to me.

“I don’t understand. Denise went back to the pastry shop?”

He grimaced. But he didn’t have to reply.

Denise came walking into the lobby.

“Mon Dieu!” I exclaimed. For a moment it was as if I was looking at a ghost. She was pale, and she was crying. I looked at Vincent.

“Sorry,” he said. “I just wanted to get here. I should have made it clear. It’s my aunt, Denise’s mother.”

One of the doctors came out behind her, and Vincent and his parents rushed to speak to him.

Still stunned, but definitely happy it wasn’t Denise, I hurried to greet her, hugging her and then helping her to a seat. I didn’t know what to say. I certainly didn’t want to say that I just assumed it had been she who had tried to commit suicide. All the way here, I had a terrible fear that she had learned Vincent had a date with me and I had lied to her, not that it alone would be enough to drive someone to suicide. However, she was depressed and sensitive enough for it to be the last straw or something.

“She was tired of the struggle,” she said. “She thought my life would be better without her. She blames herself. She thinks she’s responsible for my sad life, for all that has happened to me. She thinks her whole life is a terrible failure, and all she can do is drag me farther and farther down with her.

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