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CHAPTER 53
MERCY'S POV
"....... And he is asking for Miss Mercy."
I got more alert as I heard my name. I breathed out a sigh of relief that I did not know I was holding and walked away from the crowd and towards the doctors.
I followed the nurse again who dressed me up before leaving me in the room.
I looked down before gathering the courage to look up. My eyes were getting with filled with tears again.
I sighed as I walked, he was lying there just as earlier looking pale and fragile. The only thing different was his eyes. It was opened.
A grin found its way to my face as I quickly hugged him not caring about all the tubes on him.
I took in his warm embrace and touch, even though he looked this fragile, his warmth passed through me. His scent was still there but the hospital scent and all were there too. I relaxed into his arms where I belonged. Something I really wanted to do since yesterday. Be with him, around him, hear him talk, touch him and lastly kiss him.
And to think that if Halima did not show up at the right time he would have not been here. I don't even want to think about it.
He groaned in pain making me move back immediately against my will and burst into tears.
I sobbed hard like I have not been crying before.
"how could you do this Hakeem?"
I asked in between sobs.
"you did not even think about how I would feel; I was waiting for you to call or at least text but no. instead you..."
I trailed off,
His gaze was unnerving,
Even though I should have gotten used to his stare, to those eyes looking deeply at me, I could never get used to it.
"I am sorry."
He muttered his low voice getting even lower. It sounded weak and genuine.
I sat down on the bar stool and held his hands again.
He slowly looked at it before turning to me.
"I am really sorry Mercy."
He whispered again and this time I nodded and hugged him gently this time.
"all that matters now is that you are fine and please don't do that again."
I quietly said back.
I pulled back moments later not wanting to increase his pain or anything.
"how did you know I was there?"
I asked sitting back. I really wished he was alright. So, we could talk about everything but him lying there just doesn't seem normal seeing the fact I had so much question.
"surprisingly I heard your voice."
Wow, so the movies and novels were true. He heard me.
"and you called me even after what happened?"
I asked my voice breaking at the end.
"I am not ready to see my family's expression."
Okay not the best reply but it was something.
"are you angry?"
I asked unsure. I was confused, he was acting warm yet cold.
I know I was being a fool, asking someone who is on a hospital bed if he was angry at me. He was already physically strained and emotionally strained too.
"you know what, don't reply that. Do you want me to get your fam?"
I asked since we were just staring for a long time. What I said that day playing in my mind.
Let's break up!
God!
I groaned inwardly and almost placed my head in my hands.
"yeah, thanks."
He muttered even though I was not expecting it. I was expecting something else.
The something else sef, I don't know.
Aside from the part that he apologized, he seemed cold, a reminder of the Hakeem I first met and that scared the shit out of me.
I nodded and walked out of the room, I looked back to see that he was staring at the plain wall.
Are we really back at stage one or I should probably just give him space?
I caused it and I think I deserved any cold shoulder from him.
If only I had trusted him, listened to whatever he wanted to say this would not have happened. All these won't have occurred.
We would have been preparing for our sixth month anniversary together and not leaving a hospital room to call his family.
"he said he wants to meet you."
I said quietly. My throat was beginning to ache, and I think it was because of the amount of time I cried. I could feel Trisha's gaze on me as I slowly picked my bag from the chair.
I said my goodbye cause I really needed the rest and I was sure Hakeem would spend a lot of time talking with his family.
And he might also need time away from me since I was the cause.
Slowly walking out of the very big hospital I heard my name being called.
I stopped and turned back to see Trisha walking so fast towards me.
"hey, going so soon?"
She asked looking surprised and worried.
"yeah, I think so."
"why, what's wrong?"
A genuine concerned look on her face. My mind drifted to her and Mide. Was their relationship as complicated as mine as always been?
I broke up with my boyfriend only to come back forgetting that I did and thinking everything would be normal again.
This is not usual right?
It was just my luck, right?
I cleared my throat, even though I needed someone to talk too, I know I needed rest. I need to close my eyes and eat something. He needed rest too so it would probably be a win-win right?
Or was I making another wrong move by leaving?
"I am really tired, and my mum has been calling. I would be back tomorrow morning."
I said, it was a partial truth.
The real thing is that I was scared of was what this might lead to. He seemed so different ..I was scared things would get worse.
"if you need someone to talk to, I would be here."
She said with a warm smile making me know she was right. But at this moment I would rather be alone since I had lots of history about friends being an enemy in disguise.
I gave her a quick hug and entered my dad's range rover which was parked in the parking lot. I called Mr. Wale earlier to please come pick me and I did not even think that he would be so fast.
I greeted him and faced the window getting lost in my thoughts.
I wished this was a dream.
But no, it was reality, fucking reality.
.............................................
"Mercy why are you looking so down?"
Mum asked looking worried as she walked into the sitting room.
I was lying down on the three-seater couch watching a movie on the large screened TV. I was actually waiting for my over filled belly to digest a little.
I turned to her to see her worried look. I faced the television back.
"I am okay mum."
"is this about Hakeem?"
She asked with a sigh and sat down on the one-seater couch in front of me.
"yeah."
I answered back,
"is he doing okay?"
"he is recovering."
I answered shortly again before standing up.
The food seemed to have digested already and the movie was getting boring.
"I am okay mum. Goodnight."
I said and walked to my bedroom. Immediately I got in I laid on my queen-sized bed.
I took out my phone from short's pocket and checked my phone.
Everything seemed so boring and I just dropped it back and laid on my side facing Hakeem.
Well technically his picture on my phone. What if they take him back abroad? Or he does not want me anymore?
I sighed and covered my face with my pillow.
Why is love so hard?
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My hands lingered on the doorknob.
"are you going to get in, you have been standing there for like thirty minutes now."
I jumped back in fear.
I turned to my right and Halima was standing there with an amused expression.
"what's wrong?"
"just scared of the outcome of this visit."
I said the total truth for the first time in two days.
I did not wait for her reply because I walked in and closed the door straight away.
I looked at him and thank God, the tubes and drips around him has reduced.
He looked better thank yesterday too and I was really glad about that. But the only thing that did not change was his expressionless face. What I have been dreading.
"hey."
I greeted with a smile and sat down on the barstool beside his bed.
"what are you doing here?"
He asked looking at me with that same annoying expression. Okay, I guess things got worse after yesterday's meeting.
I was totally not expecting that question.
"I am here for lots of reasons but number one is because I care."
"you don't."
He scoffed and rolled his eyes.
I swear I felt my heart clench and my eyes filled with tears as I looked up to his cold ones.
"I do."
"if you did then this would not have happened! I begged you to give me a chance but no you did not even trust me. and I guess not even one bit. You said you were breaking up with me, so you don't have to be here!"
He was raising his voice for the first time and I could not help but feel so weak under his glare.
I looked up at the ceiling to stop the tears about to fall.
"I am sorry about that. I was just so angry at the moment."
I did not have any other explanation from that. I was just so pissed off.
"sorry? yeah."
"I.... I trust you. I should not have said all those things to you, I was just so pissed about what I saw."
I tried to explain but that did not even soften his glare.
"what do you want now?"
"what?"
I asked actually surprised with the question.
"what do you want from me?"
I sighed,
"I don't want anything, but I need you Hakeem. I need you. I know I said things that may have hurt you and I regret it, I was just angry and I did not mean any of it."
His glare softened a little making me breathe out. It was like I was doing a job interview. I have to drop the right answers and not make any mistakes.
"what about the part of us breaking up?"
He asked with a raised eyebrow. I looked down,
"I swear, I was not thinking. I did not mean that."
I said back before adding,
"I thought you would call or text me and we will figure it all out. We could have figured it out Hakeem. You did not have to do that. I was waiting for your call, just anything but no my boyfriend had to do the most unimaginable thing."
I argued back throwing my begging away. We should just settle everything inside this house abeg.
"if only you had listened when I told you too, this would not have happened. I have issues."
He argued back.
Is he listening to himself? I rolled my eyes this time.
"issues that you can't talk to me about?"
He rolled his eyes again.
Yeye boy.
"let's not go there."
"no, we are going there. You started this. If it was that you explained everything, I would have not believed what I saw, and I would have accepted whatever you said. And this, this would not have happened."
Okay everything was getting too heated up. But we both had to let off some steam.
"okay, you want to know what happened? I will tell you, I got kidnapped on Atami's birthday. I wanted to celebrate it for her, but she said no. So, I decided to get her a gift or more like she should buy whatever she wanted. The three of us went, Atami, Daniel and me.
The three of us were best friends but feelings got in the way and Atami and I started dating. That day I don't really know how it happened but all I knew is that we all found herself in a cage inside a forest.
We got Atami to escape after the first week and after that first week...."
He stopped like he could not keep on going. I held his hands and brushed his hair from his face. He was holding his tears.
I stood up and sat on his bed beside him.
He sat straight a little bit and wrapped his arm around my waist. I could fell his hard breathing.
"you can cry if you want. And if you cannot go on, I understand."
I said slowly rubbing his hair and drawing circles on his back just as he liked it.
Is it not funny that we were fighting just now? and now he was crying in my arms.
"I want to continue."
He said quietly, I felt his breath on my skin and that made goosebumps settle on my body.
"okay then."
I quietly said back too.
"after the first week things got worse, they brought us out from the cage and took us to the master. That's what we were asked to call her. She would take us into one building and.... And...."
"it's okay."
I said. He did not have to do this. It hurt me to see him like this.
"No, I want to let it all out."
He said pulling back from our embrace and looking at me.
I rubbed my fingers in his cheeks and he leaned into my touch making me smile,
"fine."
I said back. He nodded,
"inside this building, she molested us. Turned us to her slaves, both physical, mental and sexual."
What the fuck?
#hacy are just too cute.
fighting one moment and getting all warmed up the next.
and what the hell has Hakeem passed through?
it is just so sad.
there are also male victims of rape and molestation.
#say no to rape.
okay,
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Eniola ð