Page 20 of Wishing for La Luna
The nurse nods, her gaze on the doctor. “Mrs. Belmont and her daughter had to be removed. I thought your mom and cousin were going to beat them.”
“My…my mom? My mom doesn’t fight. She is very respectful of Mrs. Belmont. She works for her and would never.”
The nurse chuckles. “The mama lion came out of her. I would’ve beaten her ass too. No one knew what was happening with you. You were convulsing, and she kept screeching.”
“But why was she worked up?” My breath hitches, my heart beating out of control.
The nurse’s hand latches onto my forearm. “You really don’t remember, do you?”
I can only manage a shake of my head. “Tell me.”
“I’ll be back to answer your questions. Let me go speak to the detectives and ask them to come back.” Dr. Mendez steps out of the room as the door swings open. My mom appears shortly after.
“Mami, what’s happening?”
Her face is so serious, with dark circles around her eyes that I haven't seen in so long. I don't think my stomach can sink any lower, but it does. “It’s okay,Mariposita. I have a lawyer and a publicist coming. Bethany is already up to her games with you. I’m not letting her.”
Bethany. Not Mrs. Belmont.
“What are you talking about? They wouldn’t do that.”
Except, they were just here talking so roughly and threatening me.
My mother’s gaze hardens. “What did you do yesterday?”
Taken aback by her tone, I blink a few times, trying to find the answer to the question, yet nothing comes to me. “I don’t know.”
“You left the house around eight last night. You and Adina went to a concert.”
I shake my head, but the memory flashes before my eyes. Adina was wearing my jumpsuit, and I got into the Maybach. “Yeah, we went to The Coliseum for the Chico Sparx concert, and then…I don’t know.”
"Luna, there are photos of you kissing Adina's boyfriend, and then you passed out. The young man and his bodyguard couldn’t wake you up. They brought you to the hospital. The doctors had to pump your stomach. There was a drug in your system.”
A dark, bitter taste coats my mouth, and I press the back of my hand to it. No, I would never betray Adina. Thierry is gross. He cheats all the time. Every week, some new chick goes to social media with an I-hooked-up-with-Thierry story.
“I don’t do drugs. I had a couple of drinks. Adina did too.”
Was this one of Adina’s sick jokes?
My mother's worried eyes and flattened mouth are all the responses I need.
“Mami, you have to believe me. I didn’t take anything. You know I wouldn’t.”
My mom sighs. “I know. But you have to remember, because the police want to talk to you.”
“I don’t know anything. I don’t remember even being…who's the man and the bodyguard?”
“He's coming over with his publicist and lawyer. She's the one that told me to wait for them and to hold off on talking to the police. I need to talk to a lawyer too."
I start to shake my head, but then I hear the voice in my head.I wanna go home.
What the hell? Who was that? I try to jog my mind, reaching for the memory, but it won't come to me. The door opens again, and the doctor walks in, followed by a man and a woman, both wearing blazers.
“Hi, Luna. We were waiting for you to wake up. These detectives need to talk to you.”
The woman steps up closer, her gaze firmly on mine. The man watches me.
“Luna, I am Detective Martinez, and that’s Detective Bryant. We need to ask you a few questions about your evening last night.”
