Ansley (A stalking Love)

Chapter-2

When I thought this day couldn't have ended worst, it exceeded my expectations. More than worst, it turned into a nightmare that didn't seem to end sooner.

I stared with a crumpled heart through the window at door of the hospital ward.

Janice laid in a white bed, her state clutched me in despair. Several of tubes were attached to her body, and a life support was barely keeping her alive.

According to doctor, she would be comatose for how long no one knew. Her state was critical. She had broken ribs, severe stab wounds in her abdomen. And left side of her brain was bruised by the extreme blows on her head. She was covered in blue and violet bruises all over her body.

She miraculously survived it as she in her half unconscious state dialed 911 after her attacker left mistaking her for dead.

"Miss Cowden," my name was called in a gruff voice. I turned.

An officer with a bulky appearance stood by the side of a gangly one. A contradiction in there appearances was humorous to watch. And in other circumstances, I would've laughed on their faces. But not today, not when Janice wasn't by my side to laugh.

"I'm officer Gerald Stone," the bulky one said. "And this my partner, Theodore Wilson" He gestured his eyes at the one beside him. "We would like to ask some question about this attack on Ms. Janice Audrey."

I nodded, "Sure. " And followed them to the waiting area.

"So where were you when this attack happened on your friend?" Officer Wilson asked, an incredulous look in his eyes as if I was the culprit.

"I was gone to meet someone," I told.

"Where and with whom?" Officer Stone inquired.

"I was at the cafe Sweet Time near my folks place with..." Derek never showed up so what was I supposed to say.

"With..." he probed.

"Well, I was supposed to meet someone but the person never showed up," A dubious look crossed the both officer's face at my answer. "But I met my dad there." I said to drove off any suspicions from me.

"Do you have your suspicions on anyone?" The gangly one asked.

"Um...No one, she was quite an social and amiable person to have anything against her."

"Did she mention anything before you went on a date?" The bulky didn't seem to have any brains. I would've preferred if he used the term meeting that I had mentioned before.

I was about to say no when a memory rang in my ears. My eyes narrowed as I tried to recall it. "Ya, she told me she'd a company to attend to."

"Do you know who?" Officer Wilson asked, his stick like hand was shoved in the pocket of his pant.

A regret washed over me. "No, I thought it was her date."

He nodded." Okay. You may go for now. But for future investigation we might call you again."

I gave him a nod, and without a word walked out from there.

Janice's bereaved looking parents were standing by her room with my dad accompanying them, probably discussing her condition in his medical technicalities rich language.

A set of silver eyes met mine, and then I noticed the another person standing among them, his presence consoling my heart.

As I stood by him, he gave me an assuring look.

I looked at Janice's mother. She was replica of her mother except for the red hair she had, a characteristic she got from her father.

Her mother's face was puffed up from all the crying while her father's hand were around her mother in a console he was trying to provide her.