The next second, Grandma's body seized violently. The monitors beside her bed screamed to life, red warning lights flashing in a frenzy.
I charged across the room and shoved Clarissa away.
"What are you doing?!"
Clarissa stumbled back, eyes wide with feigned panic.
"I was just telling Grandma some good news."
Her voice turned sweet. Sickly sweet.
"I told her I'm carrying Phil's baby."
"I have no idea why she reacted like this!"
I whipped around toward the bed.
Tears streamed from the corners of Grandma's eyes. Her throat rattled, a horrible gurgling sound, as if she were trying to speak but couldn't force out a single word.
On the monitor, her heart rate plummeted. Blood pressure crashed into the danger zone.
I screamed, slamming the call button over and over.
"Doctor! Nurse!"
"Somebody help! Please, somebody save my grandma!"
Grandma's pupils were going glassy, unfocused. Something in me snapped. I lunged at Clarissa, both hands locking around her throat.
"I'll kill you!"
Clarissa's eyes rolled back. Her hands clawed weakly at my arms.
"Let... let go..."
That was when Phil appeared in the doorway, a fruit basket in his hand.
"Serena, are you insane?!"