Chapter fourthy
MiaWhen I flicked my eyes opened hours later, I didn't see Alex. It was already morning and it felt like all that just happened was a dream. Like Alex appeared in my dream. But I was fully aware that it wasn't. Alex really came. He was informed about my condition and came back to Gavelston to check up on me at the hospital. Abandoning what ever he was occupied with, in Nigeria.Something which added a stamp to the fact that, I was still quite important to him. That he didn't completely hate me, despite everything I had put him through.
I sat up right, and saw that I was still on drip. A much bigger one this time. With the pains less severe than it was when I had first woken up.I stared at the door longingly, wondering if Alex had gone or he was still around. Because I wanted to see him again. Earlier when I saw him, I couldn't stay awake that much to talk to him. We still had a lot of talking to do.
DecisionMiaI bit down on my buttom lip out of frustration, because I was restless. It felt like things were taking a sullen turn in my life, and would end bad. The one man who I had seen as my savior, was looking really vulnerable and stressed out. Like he was fed up with everything that was ongoing at the moment.I wouldn't blame him, though. I knew since I didn't come into his life, he was okay. Though he was cold and grumpy, but he was at peace. But then, he took me in and everything about his life changed. From saving me on several occasions, to loosing his security guard, and almost getting killed in the process of trying to save me.Right at that moment, the door was being jerked open, and Alex made his way in. Looking much tired and stressed out than how I had seen him last night. But he still had the same outfit on.My heart fluttered in my chest, because he stayed. He didn't go.
Charles.A lady came to the police station to report that she was being beaten terribly by her boyfriend. Max who was too occupied with paperwork's, told me to attend to the lady when she came into our office with her wailing infant.I raised my head up, to take a look at her. And then got the shock of my life. Because the lady was Lolita.Her face had been beaten swollen to pulp, with her eyes almost covered. She had bruises all over her body. With her clothes torn into rags.On seeing her like that, made my blood boil and I wanted so badly to beat the motherfucker till he loose consciousness.How dare him? How dare him hit her like that? Was he insane? During the time she was living with me, I never for once laid a hand on her. Not even when she pissed me off, by yelling at my mom to get anyway from her.It hurt so much that she was being treated this way.Lolita on the other hand, was staring at me in shock. S
14Writer's POVA tiny smile titled at the corners of his mouth, when his eyes did a once over on her. Something which made her feel hot in the inside. She quickly stared at her feet, so he couldn't see that just a look from him, was affecting her. And she knew she would have labeled someone else a pervert, if he had looked at her, the way this white boy had looked at her.But she couldn't. Infact she was even enjoying his company. Even though he had suddenly turned a mute."Is there a problem?" Beth inquired, raising her head to look at him as she folded her arms across her chest. Watching him with caution. While he was still holding the umbrella.Somehow, he looked like the protective bodyguard. Her body guard, and she could see the girl who had been trying to flirt with him earlier on, shooting her daggers with her eyes, from the transparent doors of the restaurant.She bit back a snicker, suddenly remembering how the bo
Charles."How long has he been raising his hands on you?" I asked Lolita, feeling so concerned and yet so angry that I start curling my fingers into fists and clenching them hard.How dare him hit her? How could he do such a thing?"Since I opened up and told him that I have a child somewhere. He got so jealous and couldn't hide it anymore. Started maltreating me. Nearly killed me with beatings, while I was still carrying his child. I almost lost my baby. And after I put to birth, the beatings increased. He would call me a whore, and tell me to go back to the man I had a kid for. He would come home drunk at night, and then beat me to stupor. Made me his punching bag." Lolita bursted into tears as she looked away from me in shame and self pity. Even her baby was crying so hard, that I felt my breath got caught up in my throat.That the office was filled with the cries of a woman and a baby.Max snapped his head to look at the
Charles"Today, he went out and came back sober. Called me a whore, pushed my baby that I was breast feeding off my arms, that the baby fell to the floor and got injure of his forehead..." The rest of Lolita's words were inaudible because she was still sobbing violently.Something sharp hit my senses that my eyes widened right at that instant, and I was forced to pull away from the hug, just so I could take a look at the baby I was carrying. True to Lolita's words, he had a sharp bruise on his forehead, that had dried blood there. But he wasn't crying anymore. His hurricane wails and subsided, and he was staring up at me with huge baby eyes. As if trying to figure out something about me.His mother had abandoned my own daughter, when she was even younger than him. Kept her in the fridge to die. I knew that was supposed to make me not to feel sorry for her and her baby, but I could not. The baby was so innocent. It wasn't e
CharlesThe car pulled up in front of a cramped tiny house, inside a very rough environment. And it stunned the shit out of my senses that, this was the place where Lolita lived with her baby's father. The house was so poor looking, that pain and pity made my heart swell up for Lolita. That she was suffering this much. She lowered her standards to be with a poor man, who was a brute because, he was the only one that took her in. Due to her seizures. I felt so much pity for Ruby's mother, that it felt as if it was Ruby who was suffering. Because Ruby was like the miniature of Lolita. Other than, Lolita was fair in complexion, while Ruby had brown skin.Max and I exchanged a look before we snapped our heads to look back at Lolita who was looking so scared, as she hugged her baby to her busts.I placed my hand on hers."He can't hurt you, while I'm here." I reassured her, then squeezed lightly on her ha
Charles"What do you intend doing man? Aren't we going to just cuff and lock him up?" Max inquired, shutting the car door behind him."I'm going to beat his face to pulp, and then he'd know better than to raise his hand to hit nursing mother, and her baby." Was my response to Max's question.Lolita who had heard this, snapped her head to look at me instantly."Be careful, he's a very temperamental person. Could be very violent. He tends to throw what ever he can find at someone." Lolita warned, cradling her son's head."Perfect. That's what I even want." I said, turning to look at Lolita, and then smirked at her.
BoluFlashbackRuby wasn't to be discharged on that day. She was to stay for more three days, for treatments for her to be quite okay. The temporal lobe surgery was still highly stimulating to her senses. Although she was very little to have done that surgery, but she was so strong. She was a fighter. She was so bold looking, and had gave me a smile when she was being placed on the sick bed and was wheeled into the operation theatre. I was the one even scared for her. She was so small, looked younger than her six years of age. And I knew Charles wouldn't have been able to bare seeing his daughter carries into the operation theatre. He was a strong man but easily got emotional when it came to Ruby.So Ruby was given drips upon drips, having pain killer meds shoved down her throat when she was quite conscious, since she didn't want to take any of them. She was too week to even move a limb. And had stared at me through blood