Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 25
Alex entered his fatherâs house and slammed the door behind him in anger, shaking the house. His mother who was busy pacing the length of the sitting room froze in her strides as her son stormed into the sitting room.
âAlexâ she called nervously.
âNoâ he barked. âDonât ever call my name. You have destroyed my life. What sort of a mother are you?â
âI am sorry my son; I am so sorryâ she cried.
âMy son? Donât ever call me that! I would be extremely glad to hear that you are not my mother. You are not worthy to be called a motherâ he roared. âI always boasted of you but now, I am forced to realize that you are just a filthy harlot. My sister! I married my sisterâ he exclaimed in complete bewilderment. âShe is carrying my childâ he yelled again. âOh God!!! A product of incestâ
Mrs. Bello did not even bother to hinder her flowing tears. âI am sorryâ she cried.
âSorry?â he returned. âIs that all you can say? Would that change anything? You destroyed the lives of your children. You threw a child away! A human being! And now, I am expecting a child from my sister. I have always wanted a sibling or a sister but now, I am married to her. Imagine, I unknowingly placed a bet on my sisterâs pride and innocence. What goes around comes around right? I have unknowingly stabbed myself in the back. I am as guilty as you areâ he declared in anger.
âShe is your half-sisterâ she said.
âHalf?â he roared in laughter. âThe word âsisterâ is still there. How can you still speak? I hate you just as much as I hate myself. You are the worst thing that ever happened to meâ
I opened my eyes and everything my eyes saw was white. Yes! I have heard of heaven and this was no doubt heaven. I have never seen any place as white and an unfamiliar cool breeze blew me, making me feel good. But there is a problem. Why does it feel like I have been breaking firewood for a very long time? I wondered vaguely. My open eyes opened wider and for the first time, I noticed a fan above my head. This couldnât be heaven! I shouldnât feel so weak in heaven; neither should I see a ceiling fan, I thought vaguely.
A rumbling sound came from my side and for the first time, I tried turning my head to see the cause of the noise but the pain I received from my neck almost made me pass out. What is wrong? Everything seemed blank. A face appeared before me and I had to focus on the face. The guy before me was exceedingly handsome and I remembered vaguely that only two men have seemed that way to me. Kelvin? What on earth am I doing with him? A deep frown crossed my face, matching his equally worried and slightly frowning face, and my brain started racing.
âEasy nowâ Kelvin whispered in his baritone voice. âI am glad you are finally awakeâ a soft smile touched his face and he seemed to relax a bit. He brushed what I assumed to be a strand of my hair out of my face and my frown deepened as the situation became confusing.
I opened my mouth to talk and my mouth felt so heavy.
âYou donât have to talk honeyâ Kelvin said hastily.
Honey? I wondered in alarm. Despite my distress and sore throat, I forced my mouth open. âWhere am I?â I whispered in pain.
He gave me a weak smile. âIn a hospital. You have been here for more than a day now. You need your rest. Let me get the doctorâ
He scrambled out of the room and all I could do was stare blankly after him. My brain ran wild with thoughts, trying to come up with a suitable explanation. What on earth am I doing in a hospital? I wondered. And of all the people in the world, why should Kelvin be here with me? I raised my hand weakly and rubbed it against my throbbing neck and all of a sudden, it all came flooding my senses. I almost jumped out of the bed but all I succeeded in doing was jerking into a sitting position. My eyes became dizzy and I swayed even in my sitting position. The door jerked open and Kelvin walked in with a doctor. He hastened to my side. âYou should be lying downâ he scolded and gently pushed me to a lying position before the doctor got to my side.
The doctor loomed over me and smiled. âHow are you feeling miss?â he asked.
âAngryâ I replied in anger. âWhat am I still doing on earth? Who is the unfortunate person who saved my equally unfortunate self from dying?â I spat out despite the difficulty I encountered from talking.
Kelvin looked at me. He did not look hurt, instead he looked very worried. âIf you put it that way, I guess I am the fortunate person because it would be highly unfortunate if I allowed such a spectacular person slip from the face of the earthâ
âWell, that is so unfortunateâ I returned. âYou should have minded your own business, because if you have, I would be spared the trauma of staying alive.â As my own words sank in, I began to see the truth in those words. But they would not understand, would they? They would not know that suicide is a great option for me, would they? They would not know that there were times when death is the best option.
I fully looked at Kelvin for the first time, and apart from noticing his handsome features, I noticed that his hair was slightly longer than most menâs, just long enough to envelope my fingers, I thought strangely. A faint smile crossed his face. âI am glad you are checking me out because if you see something you like, you might consider livingâ
That statement effectively drove my thoughts away from my failed suicide. I raised my brow. âEven if I was checking you out, what makes you think I like what I see uhn? I donât see anything I feel I should likeâ I returned cheekily.
Instead of frowning, he actually grinned. âOh, I am sure you like what you seeâ
I resisted shaking my head, knowing it would hurt like hell. âYou are just too full of yourself if you think soâ
âNo, sweetheart. The way your fingers twitched when you looked at my hair was a telltale sign that you liked what you saw a lotâ he said grinning.
I froze slightly and quickly gave him a blank look. âYou are just imagining thingsâ
He smiled. âA really good imagination that must be.â
I sighed and shifted my eyes to the doctor who seemed to have also been infected with the âgrinningâ disease. I sighed again. âI have seen grinning faces enough to last me a lifetime. It is just ironic that I find nothing substantial enough to grin aboutâ I said in annoyance.
âWatching you are a good cause to grinâ Kelvin said before the doctor had his mouth open.
âAbsolutelyâ I exclaimed. âMy life is such a terrible heap of mess, if I were not the mess, I am sure I would also be laughing. I donât blame you guys for doing thatâ
The smile on their faces wiped out. âYou know that is not what I meanâ he said seriously.
âWell, it is a delight to see that you are not whining about pain and distress like every other woman in your situation would, and that is why we are smiling. You are interesting to watch, you are almost making me forget my professional etiquettesâ the doctor said.
I winced. âYou cannot imagine just how interesting I am; my life could make a fantastic movie. In fact, I wonât be surprised if a movie is in the making just because of meâ I said as my predicament loomed over me. The smiles on their faces were non-existent again. I looked at Kelvin. âDonât expect me to thank you for preventing my death because you did not do me a favour, you just succeeded giving me another chance at pain and tears. Donât worry, I am already used to tears.â
Silence reigned until the doctor cleared his throat and went about his duty, fussing over me like I was puppy in distress. âYou are responding well. You should be out of here in another twenty four hours. This should at least calm Kelvin down; he has been glued to you like a second skinâ
Although this was no good news to me, I had to blame myself for the haughty way I have been behaving. No matter what my problem might be, these people were at least showing some kindness and I ought to show some gratitude.
âI know what you are thinkingâ Kelvin said suddenly. âYou promised not to thank me and I am holding you to your word. I hate being appreciated, it makes me feel ancient. Now, stop thinking too muchâ
I blushed slightly, wondering why I always felt on guard and spontaneous with this guy. He always gets me on my toes, ranting like an idiot and saying some things that I donât really mean. âYou donât have to stay hereâ I said quietly. âPlease go, I would be fineâ
He smiled. âI wonât give you a chance to repeat what you did. I am going to make sure that you and your child are protected. Once you get out of here, you are coming with me.â I opened my mouth. âNo argumentsâ he said, silencing me, not with his words but with his look. âIf you canât take care of yourself, I would gladly do that for you. I wonât watch the flower wither before my very eyesâ he said quietly, reminding me of the last time I saw him. I swallowed painfully and sighed.
âBelloâ Mrs. Bello called softly as she approached her husband in fear. They have not shared a word since the whole confession took place. Mr. Bello did not move a muscle as he read the newspaper. He opened a page and did not even seem to notice the presence of his wife.
âPlease talk to me Bello. When would we talk about this? I am sorryâ she said in tears.
He remained quiet and she shifted nervously. âWould you ever forgive me?â
He raised his eyes to her and finally opened her mouth and talked. âWe are strangers and we would continue to live that way until I am able to get a divorceâ Mrs. Bello gasped in shock. âJust tell me somethingâ he continued. âWho did you cheat on me with?â he asked. âWho is Amaraâs father? Or are they many?â he asked with a sneer.
She swallowed and took a step back.
âIt is Habeebâ
He frowned deeply. âWhich Habeeb?â
âHabeeb Sinja; my former driverâ she declared.
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