Talk To Me

46. Who's your daddy?

The last thing I remember was staring at the ceiling, my mind nervous about whatever was going to happen to me next. I was looking forward to getting this journey over with finally and now I'll constantly be reminded of the pain I had to endure for the rest of my life. 

Why didn't things just go smoothly?

I genuinely was going to leave...they all wanted me to leave me anyway and I came to accept that but why like this? Why was someone I'd never met punishing me like this? I didn't choose it...it chose me damn it! I hope this ends soon...I don't want to look at it...yet, the aftertaste of it all makes me want to get back at the person responsible for all of this.

There were people talking in whispers next to me ...a tickling sensation on my chest...it made me giddy and as I opened my eyes, I saw Swalha...then Him! I tried to speak but my throat was too dry. How long had I been asleep?

"Wa..ter..." As soon as I said the words, a glass of water was pressed to my lips. I glanced back at  Swalha. She genuinely seemed concerned from her facial expression. 

"Don't sit up just yet. You might hurt yourself plus the baby is still feeding."

Oh, my word! The surgery! "How long have I been asleep?" This was not part of the agreement. This unwanted child was not supposed to feed me!

I wanted to fight...push it away from my body but my hands felt heavy. Turning my head away, I tightly closed my eyes since I couldn't stand the sight of it. I knew I didn't want to look at it. "Get it away from me...right now!" I demanded and to my surprise, the sucking sounds stopped, and so did the tingling sensation on my left breast.

Maybe just a glimpse would be fine so I tilted my head only to watch the nurse hand the baby to Kind. I felt relieved. It was all covered so I couldn't even look at it even if I wanted. I watched Kind walk to the door with the nurse then remembered I had been asking for him for months now but he had refused to see me. Where did he think he was running off with my child?

"I need some time...alone with Kind." Good that I finally got his attention. I looked around the room for Wale's presence but he seemed to have kept his word of not showing up. Swalha seemed disappointed to have left with the nurse and as she was about to close the door, she whispered something to Kind who bore a smile when he turned to face me...then I remembered I forgot to tell Swalha to take that thing with her."

Admittedly, Kind looked like the child's father, looking down at it in his arms, smiling as he walked towards my bed.

"I don't want to see it. I'm sure Wale has informed you of our agreement otherwise you wouldn't have come to see me so easily." I had to confirm it. Just how much did Wale trust that Kind was not going to leave him?

"He did, though if I had a say in it I would have insisted you stay behind. This infant needs its mother."

"It's good that you don't have a say in it then. The decision is already made. I know Wale will make a good father to it and besides, I didn't get pregnant just to trap him with me. Either way, it will be awkward if I stick around with you two going about professing your love to each other." I looked at Kind but his attention was more on what he was holding. Maybe it wasn't Wale who'd make a good father after all...maybe it was Kind and that's when it hit me.

Kind had had a thing for children for the longest time...he was more like the child whisperer of the four of them and even though he had claimed for years he didn't want to have children, I understood now why it became clear to me this is what Wale had wanted. A family. He'd already considered Kind his brother lost his life who'd now become his lover...how pathetic. Even if I try to be happy for them, I still feel angry at Wale for wasting ten long years of my life to leave me for another man. So he ends up getting everything he's ever wanted and I don't? Why? What did I do wrong?