All of the hope and joy are lost inside Marcella’s heart, with all of the efforts and sacrifices that didn’t bare any fruits in her life of living with Mrs. Johnson’s family as she is inside the kitchen doing her duties on kitchen’s dish washer sink as it is a brand-new day early in the morning.
Throughout Marcella’s life she has never thought that someday it might be difficult for her to deliver the truth to someone in a drier situation, but that seems to come into a reality as she is at the kitchen’s sink with the plate on her hand, pondering as she stairs outside of the windows with a sponge on her hand.
“I don’t really know what will be the fate of Arianna inside this house, but I hope her fate won’t be bad.” Marcella speaks to her inner thoughts, cleaning her plate with a sponge on her hand while staring outside of the windows blankly as she is doing some chores inside the kitchen’s room.
“Marcella! Marcella!” The calling voice of a woman spread across the kitchen’s from outside, pulling Marcella’s face into a familiar grimace as she poses with the plate on her hand and sponge, casting her eyes towards the kitchen’s door.
“Who is this calling me right now?” Marcella speaks to herself on her inner thoughts with bewilderment feeling inside her heart.
Marcella drops her plate and a sponge on the kitchen’s washing sink, cleaning away her soap on her hands with the water from the tap of the sink.
As Marcella is washing her hands on the sink of the kitchen, preparing herself to leave the kitchen and go outside in order to listen to the call, suddenly the kitchen’s door burst violently with the creaking sound echoing inside the kitchen’s room, and then Jane enters inside the kitchen in a rush with contorted look on her face, accompanied with the burning anguish inside her heart.
“You little bitch!” Jane curses Marcella with a grimace look on her face, rushing towards her space while Marcella looks at her with fear creeping inside her heart as her heart pounds faster on every step that Jane is making towards approaching her space.
Marcella furrows her brows. “What is the matter, Jane? Why are you acting like that?” Marcella asks, confused towards Jane’s reaction as Jane is walking towards her space.
When Jane arrives towards Marcella’s space, she then immediately grabs Marcella’s arm with so much force, making Marcella to end up groaning with pain while looking at Jane nervously.
“What did you do with that big mouth of yours?” Jane asks, demanding explanations to Marcella while Marcella is groaning with pain on Jane’s grip on her hand.
“Let go of me, you are hurting me.” Marcella exclaims.
Jane shakes her head. “No! I’m not going to let you go until you tell me the truth. What did you say to my brother?” Jane asks.
“I don’t understand what you are talking about Jane,” Marcella shakes her hand violently, trying to remove her hand off from Jane’s grip.” Let go of me! You are hurting me.” Marcella says.
Jane pulls Marcella closer towards her space while snarling at her, causing her to drop some of the plates resting on the top of the kitchen’s sink which ends up breaking into small pieces with their breaking sound echoing inside the kitchen’s room.
“My brother asked me my relationship status with you, and he told me that he is quite confused with something that he has heard but didn’t inform me any details. So, tell me? What did you say to my brother recently?” Jane commands Marcella to speak, grabbing her hand tight with the anguish burning inside her heart.
“I haven’t spoken with him anything concerning you. You are just hallucinating things that actually don’t exist.” Marcella says.
Jane presses Marcella’s arm tight with her fingers, sparkling the pain inside Marcella’s arm as she groans with pain.
Jane narrows her eyes towards Marcella, “Don’t treat me like a piece of shit or dump to not realizes what you are trying to do. I know quite well there is something fishy that is going on inside that head of yours.” Jane says.
Jane takes a quick glance at the kitchen’s sink and grabs the knife resting on the top of the sink, pointing the knife towards Marcella’s face, leaving Marcella with a gasp of shock while her eyes are wide open.
“Tell me the truth right now, or else I’m going to cut you off with this knife?!” Jane threatens Marcella with a knife on her hand while Marcella is trembling from feet to toe with nervous look on her face.
“Jane…what are you doing? Put that knife down please!” Marcella speaks with a shaking voice while trembling from her feet to toes, pleading Jane to let go of her.
“I’m not going to put this knife down until you tell me the truth, what did you tell my brother at the time that you were both at the hospital, Uh! tell me?” Jane asks.
“I don’t know! I don’t know!” Marcella replies with the tears welling on her eyes.
“Oh! So, you have refused to tell me the truth, okay. Let me use this knife on you properly.” Jane says.
Jane raises her knife pointing towards Marcella in motion about to stab her on her body. “Hold on! Wait! Wait! Don’t stab me, I will tell you the truth right now.” Marcella exclaims in panic with nervous look on her face while her heart hammers fast from the inside.
Jane pauses with her knife on the middle of the way, listening attentively to Marcella on what she is going to say.
“Okay, tell me right now. What did you tell my brother until he started to get suspicious with me.” Jane asks.
“I told him everything concerning your dirty secrets that you have been doing inside this house.” Marcella replies.
“What secret are you talking about you little bitch?” Jane asks.
“About your plans of killing Arianna and her child for good.” Marcella blurts out with no hesitation, looking at Jane as she is holding a knife.
Jane gasps with shock, releasing Marcella’s arm from her hand grip, and then steps far away from Marcella’s space with bewilderment feeling inside her heart while Marcella is looking at her on the opposite side of the kitchen’s room.
“No! No! No! This can’t be happening.” Jane speaks to her inner thoughts.