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Chapter 5
After eating my noodles, I lay on the bed hopeless and exhausted. I couldn’t move any of my limbs; my hand was bleeding. I am sure it was scalding.
Slowly my eyelids became heavy; I closed my eyes and succumbed to the sleep that overcame my whole being.
Ana was standing over me, smirking. She had a knife in her hand. I raised my hand to grab the knife but couldn‘ t; I looked down to see that my hands were tied.
“Ana, stop this. You can have Damian; I don’t want him anymore.” I cried out to her, Ana laughed at me, and her eyes slowly turned bright red.
“I don‘ t want you to just leave him; I want you to die so that he will never think of you or see you,” she said happily.
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“Ana, no, please, Ana, I will leave the house for both of you,” I begged her; my fear of death surpassed my pride. I didn’t want to die; I was still so young, and I didn’t need Damian either.
“Now, as long as you are close to him, I will kill you,” she said and lunged at me with the knife raised.
“Ana, Ana, no,” I screamed and opened my eyes. The blank ceiling stared back at
- me.
It was just a dream.
My throat felt incredibly dry. I tried to pull myself up, but I couldn‘ t; my body ached all over, and I felt dizzy.
I was having a high fever.
I can’t die.
I struggled to get my phone from beside my bed; I dialed the very first number I saw.
It was Damian‘ s
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The phone rang several times before it was finally connected.
“Damian, please, I am dying of fever; I need drugs,” I begged; I didn’t have any other choice.
“If you are dying, then that is good,” I heard a petty voice say over the phone.
“Where is Damian?” I asked Ana.
“He is in the bathroom; he had to take a shower from all the fun we just had,” she said with a smile in her voice.
My heart ached, and I couldn’t take her taunting any longer. I hung up and dialed another number I knew could help me.
Chris,
Even if he hated me just as much as Damian and Ana did, he was the only choice I had left. I dialed his number, and
he answered on the second ring.
“What do you want, Clara?” He asked in a
bored tone.
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The phone rang several times before it was finally connected.
“Damian, please, I am dying of fever; I need drugs,” I begged; I didn’t have any other choice.
“If you are dying, then that is good,” I heard a petty voice say over the phone.
“Where is Damian?” I asked Ana.
“He is in the bathroom; he had to take a shower from all the fun we just had,” she said with a smile in her voice.
My heart ached, and I couldn’t take her taunting any longer. I hung up and dialed another number I knew could help me.
Chris,
Even if he hated me just as much as Damian and Ana did, he was the only choice I had left. I dialed his number, and
he answered on the second ring.
“What do you want, Clara?” He asked in a
bored tone.
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“Please, Chris, I am dying.” I said, there was silence,
“I’ll be right there,” Chris said and hung up. I was grateful that he didn’t turn me down, but my hand shook terribly as I tried putting down the phone; it slipped from my hand and fell to the ground. I crashed on the bed, my consciousness slowly fading.
I opened my eyes again to see the bright white ceiling of a hospital ward. I noticed someone beside me; I turned to see Chris. I didn’t know why I felt disappointed.
“You are away; I can leave now,” he said and got to his feet.
“Chris” I called out to him to thank him, but I didn’t get that chance.
“Do you enjoy being pathetic, Clara, huh? You could just leave and end your suffering, but no, there you are, lying on the bed, battered and bruised; even a dog is treated better than you, he snapped at me.
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I shut my mouth, swallowing the words I was about to say. With a single look in my direction, he walked out with disgust, muttering to himself.
“You are lucky I still have human sympathy in me,” he said before closing the door.
I had a serious infection from the burns I got the day before; the doctor said if I had been sent an hour later than when I got there, I would have been dead.
I stayed in the hospital for a week, feeding off the food the kind nurses brought to my ward twice a day.
Damian never cared to visit; he didn’t even call.
I was all alone.
The hospital room was looking so big and empty, it wasn’t helping the hollow feeling I felt inside, I went out of the
hospital room and strolled to the exit, besides me, there were several people in
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the hospital but most of them were in pairs.
I walked towards the backyard where the garden was, I sat on the bench and began to think of everything that happened, I didn’t notice a tear slip out of my eyes.
“What is a beautiful woman sitting here all alone” I heard someone say behind me, I quickly wiped at my tears and turned to face the stranger. He was a handsome man with a dimple.
I knew him, he was one of the very few people who attended my wedding with Damian, and to my surprise, he took a seat beside me, I didn’t know his name, and he didn’t tell me either, Damian severely bothered to introduce me to his friends at
the wedding,
We talked for a while and I was grateful for his presence because, for a short while, I forgot all the troubles I had back at home.
“whatever it is that you are going through
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you shouldn’t cry, you are too beautiful to try the stranger suddenly said with a small smile, I was surprised when my heart skipped a bear. I went back to my hospital room with a light heart, the stranger had strength in my resolve to divorce Damian, I deserve happiness.
I picked up my phone and called my
Lawyer.
The next day I was surprised to hear a knock on my door, I sat up from my bed wondering who had come to visit me in the morning, the door opened and I saw a face I didn’t expect to see, it was the guy from yesterday, he had a huge smile on his face and an arm behind his back.
“Hello,” he said.
“hi good morning” I didn’t know how to feel. He took out his hands from behind him and showed me a beautiful bouquet,
“wow,” I said, I was very surprised.
“I picked the flowers I thought suited.
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you,” he said, I was once again surprised that he had the time to pick the flowers when he was also in the hospital for
treatment.
The stranger told me that he was admitted when he ate food that he was allergic to.
For the second time, we talked for a while, I enjoyed his company, I was sad when he told me he was getting admitted today, 1 waved to him as he left the ward.
I was alone once again,
