SEÑORITA

Chapter Eight

Arthur walked into Andrea’s room spotted in a pair of black trousers and a purple t-shirt. He came to fulfil his duty of regularly visiting  Andrea which he had not in a long time . He was one of the few people who actually came to visit Andrea. All the friends she had when she was sane, abandoned her. They were probably just befriending her because of her sanity. In actual sense, Andrea didn’t have many friends . In fact her best friend was Davis but he wasn’t alive to help her.
             Andrea was overly excited to see Arthur. She jumped out of her bed , ran and hugged Arthur when he came.
“ Oh, I  am happy to see you.” Andrea said as she held him tight in her arms. She felt happy to see someone who really cared.
“ I am happy too but I can see that you are totally fine”, Arthur said as he and Andrea sat on the couch in her room. “ How have you been doing?”
“ I am absolutely fine.” She wasn’t wrong at all. Andrea was completely fine, well not completely but she wasn’t as sick as she was perceived to be.
“ Oh, thank God!”
“ You know Arthur, I miss having people who really care but me around. Only if Davis was here, I wouldn’t be  lonely.”
“ Well Andy, I agree that I have not been able to visit you as I used to but just that I have been preoccupied with work. But you can never be lonely with me around.”
“ But Davis would have been by my side 247.”
“ No he wouldn’t, he would have been in the bed of another woman, Andy , we all know that.”
“ That’s not true! My Dave was not a cheat” Andrea said with a tinge of anger in her voice.  Davis was Andrea’s late husband. They met when Andrea was twenty-three years old and  he was fifty- eight years old at the time Andrea was doing her internship at his pharmaceutical firm, Dave& Sons. He was a divorced man with two daughters and he fell in love with a woman , who was three years older than his first daughter. They got  married three year after knowing each other. Davis showed Andrea so much love that, he made her a co-owner of his business.  Dave& Sons Pharmaceuticals became Dave& Andy Pharmaceuticals. But after six years of marriage without a child, his love started to shrink. They fought all the time and they had so many issues that Davis turned to pleasure with other women as a relief. Davis had two children with another woman called Linda, in the course of their marriage. Luckily after six years, Andrea gave birth to Alex but Davis died six months later from a cardiac arrest in Linda's bed. After his death, sixty percent of his assets went to Andrea, whilst the forty percent went to his first wife and children. Linda and her children got nothing from Davis. So after his death, they moved to Kansas to start their new lives.
“ Let’s talk about another thing!”, Andrea mumbled.
“ Ok then.”
“ But it seems you look too glammed up than usual. Are you going on a date?”
“ No, not that I will call it a date. I am just showing an old pal around town.”
“ Do you mean an old girlfriend?”
“  No Reina was not my girlfriend!”
“ Oh, cut the crap! Louisa’s ghost will not haunt you for admitting that you had some chicks before her.”
“ No, Andy , she is not my old girlfriend. She’s just an old friend and that’s all.”
Andrea and Arthur laughed over their silly quarrel. Andrea acted so normal to the extent that Arthur started to doubt whether she was really sick. Just then, Andrea’s nurse walked in with a trolley full her medicine.
“ Time for your drugs Mrs. Harper.” She said as she pushed her trolley into the room.
“ Oh, is this the new nurse?” Arthur asked as the nurse helped Andrea to lie on the bed.
“ Yes she is.” Andrea replied.
“ What’s your name miss?”
“ My name is Louisa.”
“ Oh, you won’t believe it but my late wife’s name of Louisa too.”
“ But she was nothing like her.” Andrea said.
Louisa took out the syringes and drugs from the trolley and placed it on the table by the bed. She then pulled the drugs into the syringe.
“ 50mg of Thorazine , 40 mg of Mellaril? This is a complete overdose!” Arthur thought in his head. The nurse then packed up her things and left Andrea, looking so suppressed and depressed. Arthur tried to talk to her but she was barely engaging herself in the conversation. This made Arthur think about whether Andrea was actually that insane.
“ I mean, she was okay and I was talking to her like a normal person but when the nurse overdosed her she suddenly started to act depressed, like a mentally unstable person . "Could this be another ploy of Vicky?” Arthur thought.
“ Andy, Andy,” Arthur called Andrea but she was not responding. Instead, she was looking at him sheepishly and depressed. Arthur took a deep breath and said, “ I’m going, see ya later.”  She didn’t mind him but instead she covered her face with her duvet.
            Arthur walked out of Andrea’s room. And immediately bumped into Wendy, the maid in the house. Wendy served Andrea for a long time and even in her sickness, she still looked after her like she was her younger sister.
“ Hi Wendy , please where’s the nurse ?”
“ She is in the kitchen getting water to drink.”
“ Thanks” , Arthur said as he headed towards the kitchen. When he got there he saw Louisa sitting on a barstool, comfortably drinking her water.
“ Hey you”, Arthur said, referring to Louisa. “ What do you think you were doing in there?”
“ Sir, I am sorry but I was just doing my job.”
“ 50mg of Thorazine ? 40 mg of Mellaril? You were overdosing her in there.”
“ Sir please you are not the one to tell me what I should be doing, I know my job very well.”
“Yes you do and your not doing it .”
“Sir pardon me, but I am not overdosing her!” She said aggressively, whilst standing up from the barstool and facing Arthur.
“ Thorazine is supposed to be given to her in 10 mg and Mellaril 5mg. You are talking to a skilled pharmacist and if you don’t know your job I will teach you!”
Louisa couldn’t talk because she was stunned at how Arthur knew she was overdosing her.
“ Oh, you can’t talk again? Vicky is the one behind this right?”
She gave no answer.
“ Right?” Arthur shouted.
“ Oh, you can't give an answer cos it’s true…” Arthur turned his back to leave but he paused and turned to Louisa. He had more to say.
“ And oh, Andrea was right, you are nothing like my late wife. She had class, dignity , sympathy and a sense of humanity unlike you worthless and pathetic nurse, oh, so you call yourself!” Arthur said as he angrily exited the kitchen.