Chapter Four

“what I’m I doing here?” the teenager was hyperventilating, with black look on his face.

Doctor Dave stood beside the teenager; he had a dumbfounded look on his face. Nurse Nne was there too. She tried to inject the teenager with anesthesia

“what are you injecting him with?” Patricia walked to Nne, and held her hands, stopping her from injecting the teenager.

Dave gave Patricia a glowering look, but Patricia ignored him.

“what is wrong with him?” Morris had a taut in his voice

“I came to check on him, he was still sleeping, then I touched his arm, trying to check his pulse, then he woke, and started screaming, we’ve been trying to calm him down”

Morris made an effort to move towards his son, but as he approached, his son became more scared, and drew back.

Patricia noticed “stop” she told Morris, then she walked towards the boy

“mom! Please help me” the boy called out, with a beatific expression on his face.

There was a moment of silence in the room, it was almost as if the whole world, after that statement, they each shared gaze at each other

“do you have an idea of what he is talking about?” Dave finally broke the silence, looking at Morris.

Morris shrugged “I have no idea, his mother, my wife is dead”

“now that is strange” Dave uttered

The teenage boy sat up on his bed, smiling, he was calm now.

“is that a bad thing? Will he be fine?” Morris’ eyes became moist, as he inquired from Dave.

“we…we can’t be sure right now, we are as clueless as you are right now, but we will definitely find out what is wrong with him, just remain calm”

“you can go ahead with the injection Nne” Patricia gestured to the teenager.

Nne did as instructed, after some time, they all watched as the teenager gradually shut his eyes. Then they walked out of the room, leaving the teenager alone on his bed.

Patricia was the last person to walk out of the room, so she shut the door behind her.

"So Morris wife is late" Patricia said to herself after the minutes of silence and trying to register the whole situation in her head. It made her feel pity towards the boy and something in her was compelling her to give it her best in making sure he's back on track. Poor him, what would she have done without her own mother. She shaked off the feeling as a new one sweep over her. So that means Morris is currently single. " Gosh Patricia that's unprofessional besides it's none of your business" she reprimanded herself. What's up with the Morris guy anyway.

She approached Morris, who was already some steps away from the door. His hands folded, he seemed afar.

“you look devastated” Patricia held Morris at his back, then walked to his front.

“I am; he doesn’t deserve what is happening to him. The person that did this to him, I hope he dies a horrible death.” Morris replied in a sad tone, tears welling up at the brim of his eyes.

“I know you are hurt; you have every right to be, just calm down” Patricia held both of Morris hands, assuring him. “we will do everything within our power to make sure he gets fine, I’m positive he will be fine, trust me”

Morris looked at Patricia’s hands in his, then he gave a little but noticeable smile. “thank you” he muttered with a look of appereciation. Damn this lady really is a professional nurse. Judging from how she handles patient with empathy and sympathy.

Patricia simply nodded her head in response.

***

“How are you doing?” Patricia held the teenagers's hands

The teenager lied on the bed, as he moped at Patricia, then his eyes became wet, and in a couple of seconds, the tears cascaded down his face.

“will I ever get fine? One second I’m normal, and the next, I don’t have a clue of what is happening around me” he said, the last words drowning in his sobs.

“yes, sure you will be fine, I am doing everything in my power to make sure you get well” she answered him with a comforting and reassuring smile.