Unknown Sensations

Chapter forty

Dedicated to ChinitaCharoo ❤️ and Mbaliprecious ❤️
Not forgetting NalediShozi ❤️

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Harley

Fighting for light seemed like a struggle , seemingly in every aspect of our lives . In every aspect of my life . Always making sure I came out on top everytime I wrote a test , just to ensure that I had a bright future . I remember working twice harder than everyone because I wanted a comfortable living. It's always been a constant struggle and now I was fighting for a life , not my own but Peanut's life . I stand corrected , I'm supposed to be fighting for Peanut's survival but his survival depended on my survival .I needed to be alive for my baby . Again , I'm corrected , I had two children depending on my survival . I had to pull through but how do I do that when I'm too exhausted to fight ?

Who knew what awaited me the moment I opened my eyes ? Honestly I was not sure I was ready to find out yet . But I still fought for the light , I was chasing it . My eyes fluttered open , only to close again because of the white they saw . Too much white , too much light . And just like that I was pulled into darkness and I had no choice but to welcome it.

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Still half unconscious and half conscious, my motor neurons seemed to be working just fine because I was able to fly my eyes open , only to adjust to the lighting of the room . I could hear indistinct chatter going on at around me . My hearing was brought back to me , I could make the rhythmic sounds of the machines , the white walls that surrounded me and the strong smells of pills and disinfectants . I was in hospital . I tried to recall what happened . How long was I out ? Bits and pieces of my memory replay . Home .Shower . Bedroom.Spencer. Choking . Phone call . Anne. Shot . Rosa labour . Hospital. Zack.Fight . Spencer. Doctor.

All the pieces come together and like an instinct my hands flew like a protective shield on my stomach , searching for any signs of life . It was only when I tried to speak , my throat burned . It burned with so much thirst , again how long was I out for ?

My body was not cooperating with me , it refused to move on its own accord . With the last bit of strength in me , I managed to sit up , still worried sick , literally about Peanut .

It was only then that I scanned my surroundings , I made faces to the people who were in the room the first time I became conscious .

"Welcome back Mrs Thompson," Nick greeted me , dragging out the Mrs with a raise eyebrow . Right I still had to explain that part to them .

" How do you feel ?" He asked , his face now showing real concern .

Again I was reminded of much my throat burned as I tried to utter a word . I ended up pointing at the jar that contained water , Nick's eyes followed my finger . His eyes flickered as realization dawned to him , he muttered sorry as he poured me a glass of water and handed it to me .

I downed the water in one go and ended up choking. Nick proceeded to tell me that I fainted as Anne's doctor was delivering an update on her condition . He also told me that my blood pressure level is too high and that I should avoid being stressed .