A new friend

"Connie, you were a fool to face me in your condition!" Alia proclaimed while leveling her gun at me.

"That maybe so, but I did not have a choice," I replied calmly. I am surprised that I can do anything calmly in this dire situation. "I could have went to the hospital and taken care of myself, but I would have risked my friend's life. There was no way that I would have risked losing another friend after losing the one friend I knew my whole life. I have lost too much already. I would have made the same decision every time."

"The only person that I have known who was more selfless than you was my husband," Alia wistfully spoke out.

As soon as the villain mentioned her former husband, I knew that I had a possible way of making her see that this of action wasn't right. My plan all along was to find some common ground between me and poor Alia. I have never been married, but the person who holds my very life in her hands needs to see that does not mean that she is the only one in the world who has lost someone important. If this plan fails then I know that I will be dead since my back just snapped because of all the constant stress Kat's **** has caused me. I don't even have the luxury of laying flat on the ground. The way that I fell on the ground has my rear sticking up slightly, but there is nothing I can do about that at the moment.

"Please tell me about him," I begged which made Alia's gun arm relax only slightly.

"He was the most handsome and the most gentle man that I have ever known," Alia whined as a tear came out of her left eye which gave me the briefest of hopes that my plan might succeed and I might leave this house alive. "He made my life complete. I thought that be together forever until his fellow Knights betrayed and killed him."

"I was wondering what started this," I murmured mainly to myself.

"If you are going to tell me that you know how I feel again..." Alia threatened while waving her gun around.

"Could you please wait until I am finished until you pass judgment on me?" I urged.

"Why should I listen to you?" Alia wondered menacingly.

"Because you are the one with the gun, and I would hardly be in any shape to hurt you even if you didn't since I can't even get off the floor," I reasoned.

"Fine, but make it quick," Alia conceded. "The only reason that I am going to listen to you at all is because you are so polite."

"I know that I have never been married, but I still know what it is like when someone takes a loved one from you," I began. "Imagine how I must have felt when I came home one day to find my best friend's murdered corpse on the couch. I was so mad that I was ready to cough up blood. For days, there was only one thought that clogged my mind and that was ****. All I could do during that time was to dream up the most bloodiest ways that I could tear the killer apart."

"Why didn't you?" Alia pressed.

"My friends spent a lot of time talking me back from insanity," I elaborated. "They made sure that I knew what would happen if I carried out my mad plan. Thanks to their help, I realized that my life wouldn't be worth very much if I had killed someone. I realized that I did not have to give into my darker impulses. I am ashamed of what I almost become. Maybe you didn't have the right friend to talk you away from the abyss after your husband's ****. If that is the case, then I would like to try. I want to be your friend."

"You... you are trying to trick me..." Alia stuttered while raising her gun and blushing.

"No, I am not trying to trick you, and even if I wanted to, what good would it do me considering the position that I am in at the moment?" I asked. "I know what it's like to fall apart so please let me help you. Then again, if friendship means nothing to you anymore then I guess there is nothing more that I can say to you."

Goose bumps completely covered my flesh as I awaited Alia verdict. Her gun was shaking in her hands a little. She looked like she didn't know what she wanted to do. A single tear ran down her left cheek. Alia's shoulders slumped and she put the gun on a nearby coffee table. My new friend got down on her knees on placed her hand and my left shoulder. One thing come out of her mouth.

"I wish this hadn't happened to you."

"That makes two of us," I complained. "Since the danger is now over, I could really use an ambulance."

"I'll call for one," Noor's father agreed.

"If there is anything that I can do," Alia offered while stroking my hair.

"There is one thing that I would like from you," I begged.

"Alia, you are under arrest!" my least favorite officer interrupted as he ran in while flanked by two other policeman in blue.

"Can my friend wait with me until the ambulance comes to take me to the hospital?" I begged while holding onto Alia's left hand.

"Your friend?" Hugo gasped. "As hurt as you are and you turn a terrorist into a friend. You are something special, Connie."

"Please take Alia's gun and wait outside," I pleaded. "We were about to talk about to talk about something important."

"Fine," Hugo conceded while confiscating the gun. "While we are on the subject of friends, there are two of your friends who can't wait to see you."

"Connie!" both Noor and Louise called out while running in.

"Did she do this to you?" Noor prodded.

"I pretty much did it to myself," I explained.

"You were willing to sacrifice your life for mine!" Noor practically sobbed while Hugo went outside with his officers. "I will never forget this as long as I live! If there is ever anything I can do for you, just ask and it's yours!"

"I don't mean to interrupt, but we don't have much time to talk and I believe that you had something to ask me, Connie," Alia questioned while continuing to stroke my hair in the same way a mother would do it.

"Please, I have to know why Kat wanted to get involved in your mad plan," I desperately implored.

"I thought that you were going to ask me that," Alia grumbled. "In the state of mind I was in, all I cared about was that I had someone to manipulate so I didn't bother to ask what Kat's motives were. I'm so very sorry!"

"This is just great!" I blared. "The person who killed Kat didn't know what happened to her and the person who got her into all of this doesn't know what happened either! How am I supposed to find out why Kat wanted to flood Paris now, conduct a seance?"

"Connie, stop this now!" Louise ordered. "Do you want to make yourself sicker?"

"She's right," Noor agreed. "The only thing that you should concentrate on now is getting better."

"If only it were that simple," I debated.

"Don't you have any clues that could ease your mind?" Louise probed.

"I only have a small one," I whined. "Kat changed her whole look when she was going out with Tristan."

"Who is he?" Alia butted in.

"He was the guy that I almost got into a fist fight with at Kat's funeral," I clarified.

"Ah, I think you could have taken him," Noor joked.

"Anyway, Tristan kept playing the field on Kat," I mused. "He even hit on me. I really got a good laugh telling him that I never paddle my canoe into his end of the lake. Kat told me that she changed her look to signify that she wasn't going to let anyone pick on her anymore. I should have realized that meant she was having problems and gotten her some help, but all I could do was think about how hot Kat's new look made her."

"You can't blame yourself!" Noor protested. "You are not a therapist, and besides you were too close to the problem!"

"So you blame Tristan?" Louise had to know.

"Not entirely," I argued. "It is my experience that a woman gets **** on the man when the man cheats. She doesn't try to destroy a whole town. There had to have been something else wrong with poor Kat."

"Point taken," Alia agreed.

Our conversation was cut off by the sound of the approaching ambulance. The paramedics quickly came into the room with a stretcher and put me in it so I laid on my side. When they took me outside, I saw that half of the police cars had been sent away to make room for the ambulance. I could hear the sound of the police arresting my new friend Alia behind me. When the paramedics put me in the ambulance and shut the door, I went to sleep since I was so wiped out.