54: The price of a joke!

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Adam's pov

"What the heck Camilla! What have you just done?" I said out angrily.

"Checking to see if she's lying or not!"

"She doesn't lie. At least not to me. How could you see her in this condition and think it's a lie. What's wrong with you?"

But instead Camilla ignored me and made way to the house. I just got to Jasmine's house, after the incidence that happened yesterday, I drove to her house first thing in the morning. I kept on ringing the bell, but she wasn't answering. I kept on calling her, still she wasn't answering. I became increasingly worried. I eventually gave up on ringing the bell and sat down in front of the door. Camilla was with me; she had come to check on me early that morning. In fact, I had forgotten I was sick until she showed up at my door, asking if I was feeling alright. I raised an eyebrow at her, wondering how she knew about the situation with Jasmine, as I thought she was referring to her. "You're no longer sick!" she exclaimed, noticing my distant expression. It was then that I remembered I was indeed sick.

In any case, Camilla and I ended up going to Jasmine's house together. When I stopped ringing the doorbell, Camilla took over. I would have suggested leaving, thinking Jasmine might be sleeping, but I knew she should have been up by that hour. Unless, of course, something was wrong. And I didn't want to rush to conclusions.
I was so worried, I knew I made a mistake the moment I allowed her alone here, I shouldn't have listened to her! But she said she needed to be alone. I closed my eyes! Completely in-oblivious to my surrounding.

"You gonna keep on standing there crying or be of some help?" Camilla shouted from where she was squatting beside Jasmine.

What? Crying? Was I crying?

I gently rose my fingers to my cheeks and I felt the liquid. That's when I realised indeed I've been crying!

Finally we arrived at the hospital. Immediately they announced Jasmine needed eye surgery. They asked if I was family. No matter how I badly wanted to be one, I wasn't!

I was about to answer when the doctor she was seeing appeared. He ended up looking more worried than I was. Could it be because it might affair as a failure from his side? But I wasn't to dwell on that. 

Jasmine ended up being wheeled to the operating room!

I pray Jasmine's eyes would be fine. I pray she would be able to see again.

"Please stop crying." I heard Camilla whispered to me. I hadn't even realise I was still teary. I had already drenched the top of my shirt with tears.



Jasmine's pov
It's been days I've been released from the hospital. I was back with my normal activities. I was attending school. Though I've only been there twice. But Alhamdulillah its one of Allah's miracles He granted me ease and my sight back.

After the operation, I was still given same lens as my previous one, since it's the last lens. I have no words to thank Adams and Camilla. They've helped me in ways I would never be able to repay. I've started to think Camilla actually likes me. She's just faking it! She doesn't mean all those nasty remarks or hurtful words she'd been saying to me. She's a good person. A very nice one! Just that pretty soon i would have to leave all these sweethearts.

The situation is quite complicated. I tried so hard to hide it from Adams and I succeeded in doing that. Back when I was telling him I couldn't see and Camilla pushing me to the floor I heard him telling her I've never lied to him. He said I don't lie, and I felt bad! Why? Because though it's true I haven't lied to him, some part of me couldn't agree with that. Because I've hide too much away from him. He used to ask me about many things but I never told him, I was always like 'it's nothing' and I don't know if he was taking my nothings as really nothing!

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