Building Her Throne Burying My Heart (Claire) novel Chapter 106

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“How did you get so unreasonable? Can’t you even tell what’s right or wrong anymore?”

As soon as the curtain was pulled back, everyone could see the mess my legs were in. My knees looked terrible, raw and caked with dried blood. The hand I’d used to brace myself on the floor was worse off. Glass was still buried deep in my palm, and Deanna had only managed to get a few pieces out so far. The skin was split open and the whole thing looked brutal.

Claire stared, stunned. There was no way she’d expected her little shove to leave me like this. She probably thought it was nothing.

She didn’t know she’d pushed me right onto a pile of broken glass. The impact just made the shards dig in deeper, hurting me way more than she realized.

I could barely walk from the pain, which was why I hadn’t wanted to drive. But Claire wouldn’t take no for an answer. She threatened to call Darleen and basically forced me to drive everyone to the hospital.

She had no idea how hard that drive was for me. My injured hand gripped the steering wheel, my legs screamed in pain every time I hit the gas. My whole body hurt, and honestly, my heart did too. But nobody noticed. I just sat in the waiting area, not even allowed to get treatment until everybody else was taken care of.

Deanna’s voice cut through the silence. “Do you see this? Look at all these cuts. You think I’m making this up? There’s still glass in his hand that I haven’t even gotten out yet. If you really believe he doesn’t need treatment after seeing this, then go ahead, make your call.”

She pulled her arm away from Claire and sat down next to me, grabbing the supplies to keep cleaning my wounds.

Claire just stood there, frozen. I don’t think she ever imagined things would get this bad.

“This isn’t possible,” she mumbled. “I just gave him a little push. He must have done this to himself.”

“It probably happened when he pushed Garrison. I barely touched him. How could it be this bad?”

Deanna lost it. “So you’re admitting you pushed Lambert? And this is the result?”

Claire didn’t say a word, but her face said everything. I hadn’t told Deanna the truth earlier. I just said it was an accident. Now Claire had outed herself without even meaning to.