Pure Chances

Pure Chances | 01

It felt like a dream, the way my grip tightened on the steering wheel till my knuckles turned a shade lighter, at that moment the first rain drops decided to splatter on the windshield on perfect cue and as I wound up the window beside me the screeching sound seemed farther away than the two inch separation it had from my ear. The call I got from school was urgent to say the least, I had no idea my sister was going into labor today, if I did I'd have skipped school to be by her side. The nurse gave me a choice, your sister or the baby?

I broke down crying right in the middle of the hallway, the stark contrast between reality and my wildest dreams hit me once again when I remembered the nurse was still on the phone, and she needed an answer.

"Her, save her."

"I need a name dear, and I need it fast."

"My sister."

By the time I got to the hospital my head felt heavy from all the crying and the cold, I held my jacket desperately close to my chest even though it was dripping wet and I left a trail of water from the automatic doors to the lobby where a doctor drenched in blood came to meet me, clutching her right fist in her left hand.

"Are you Victoria?" She inquired and I nodded. "I need you in my office urgently please." With that she started into the elevator and i followed behind immediately. The smell of blood accompanied by the irregular thumps my heart made against my chest were a tragic scene. We got out of the elevator and emerged in a long hallway whose white tiles seemed to stretch far, we walked for a few seconds before reaching a room, we got into it and there sat a man. All that went through my head was: where is she, where is Diane.

"I called you earlier, I told you you had to choose, I made a mistake, I'm very sorry." The doctor's hands remained in their former position as she sat. "There was nothing we could do for Diane."

The world stopped. Did it? Or was it just my consciousness. I began to scream, over and over again leaving my throat dry, the doctor tried to hold me as I sprang up and headed for the hallway, the tears clouded my vision and I ended up falling.

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"What are the chances that I could emerge triumphant over this mighty doughnut?" Diane asked staring at the paper bag the Davidson doughnut had once lay in. She had just got back from work with our usual dinner and headed straight to the dining table. My sister and I lived alone in East London, we have been since our parents died years ago and she was left to raise me all by herself, she was all I really had and vice versa. She worked hard to put me through school, pay our bills and what not, she was only 24. Never the less, being in college I worked a shift everyday to be able to keep up with my fair share of the bills.

She had gotten home quite late that day, I could tell she had been crying, the dried tears streaked across her face gave her away. I waited for her to finish eating before she told me what was wrong.

"Diane.." I called out to her as I walked away from the sofa towards where she was seated at the dining table.

"Mm?" She muffled.

"Trust me you have been acting crazy lately. I don't think I've ever seen you like this." I venture towards the chair right opposite her.

"I'm surprised you hadn't asked earlier." She sighed, "I think I'm pregnant. I know, it's so sudden and I always tell you stuff but I didn't tell you this because -"

She caught me completely off guard. I was expecting a we're low on funds or I'm resigning from my job, definitely not I have a human growing in me.

"Well," I muttered, picking my words straight from the heart. "I didn't know you had it in you to give us more money issues."

"Why did you have to say that! It's a child not an issue."

I'm sorry but it's a bit uncalled for, another human being to drive us further into debt, how was she going to work and nurse a baby? She sure as hell didn't expect me to do it. "Who's the father?"

"You're going to meet him." She sighed, "Victoria I don't want this to look like I'm trying to get rid of you and start some family."

"That's silly because I am your family. Your only family." I said matter of factly. "And if you're pregnant I sure as hell need to make sure you're okay at all times." I muttered, feeling a bit embarrassed that my role model and spiritual head is having an extra marital pregnancy and didn't even tell me she was dating anyone. Of course I knew she was dating but I was waiting for her to tell me, duh.

"You can start by massaging my feet." She ventured looking amused.

"You don't even have a bump yet and I wont massage your feet if you were dying and that was what would save you." I joked.

She broke into a fit of laughter.

"What's funny?"

"It's just that I love you so much even more than you love me." She whispered, the grin was still spread lightly on her face.

I brought my chair closer to hers and put my arms around her and rested my head on her bony shoulder. "You know I love you a lot right?"

She started laughing again and I groaned inwardly, did she think she wasn't my world?

I never met the father, her boyfriend. He never attended any dinner we invited him to and Diane said it was because he was busy all the time. Apparently he was the Ceo of a pharmaceutical company and I laughed inwardly thinking that was a bit far fetched since he was only 25, I'm sure he just didn't want to be a part of the family anyway, but Diane always disagreed, in her mind he was her prince charming and he wanted to start a family with us. Of course they broke up seven months into the pregnancy, she was an emotional and financial mess considering she wasn't working anymore and he always provided for her. After a week he sent her a check and I almost blacked out after seeing the number of zeroes behind the number. Life went on, we got through the breakup together and also became instant millionaires at that. We were supposed to get through this pregnancy too, everything was supposed to be okay.

The light in my bedroom grew dimmer through my sight. It dawned on me that if I thought my life was hard before, it will definitely take a pitiful turn in the next year, I thought of my sister and I only hoped she could hear me as I whispered, You know I love you right?

a/n this is my second story on wattpad called pure chances, its a very deep book so don't think you wont cry at some point lool. please vote and comment and share with your friends if you think its worth the read, and stay kind. all the love, taire 🌊