Second chances

Chapter Thirty: Sisters Club

I watched father sprawled across the white sheet used to cover the thin bed he lay on. His breathing a bit slower than usual or I felt so because everything around me was in slow motion. The medication which was being administered intravenously probably distorted his thinking. My eyes dwelled on the grey hairs that had taken over his skull. Father was old, now he's telling a 40 year old woman that she has not just one sister , but two sisters.

My whole being was in shock, my mind, my lips, my heart was thumping rapidly. I was confused as how to feel. I couldn't feel angry, was it right to feel rage towards a man fighting for his life? Was it better to feel sad and sulk? hadn't I always wanted siblings?

Father looked at me and gave me a weak smile. He wanted to say much more but his lips found it difficult to move. I could sense the sadness in his eyes and I returned the smile.
I didn't have anything to say to my new siblings so I walked out of the room.

My feet barely made it out of the door before a hand held my shoulder.
"Vicky please listen, I found out.... ." I was too disappointed to let her finish.

I shrugged off her hand and walked away. Mother had been involved in a serious conversation with one of the nurses assigned to father, but when she saw me she halted.

"Did you know too?"

She looked at me with a pained expression and nodded twice. It was then that Charles surfaced. I was so  angry at him that my heart wanted to explode out of rage.
I bet he knew too, now it wasn't just cheating on me with my friends. It was sleeping with my half sisters thanks to my father.

He made an attempt to approach but I warded him off. I just needed space, I needed to process everything on my own. I couldn't find Christy so I just stepped out of the hospital. I kept walking mindlessly till I reached the garage.

The Crickets in the grasses were too happy that night and they couldn't just keep quiet. Nature had become a nuisance, I hated the sounds I could hear, the stupid birds who couldn't just sleep and let me think.

My whole life had been a series of events, it would have been proper if it was written in a soap opera.
Did Christian know too?

I had stood for over ten minutes thinking, before I decided to find myself a good spot to sit on.

This pregnancy saved me from so many usual symptoms but gave me the strength of an old woman.

I had been sitting on the sculpted rock at the center of the hospital yard before something heavy hit my head. I fell into a deep slumber and the world went dark.

I had been dreaming of the last day I was with my friends at the resort.
Nasa and Esther had been fighting over which channel was better to watch. Watching them bickering was an amusing sight, which made me wonder why we didn't just book separate rooms.

Grace had received a phone call about work and had been speaking endlessly over the phone. I was the only one who seemed to be quiet and bored. I brought out my phone and read the text where someone had hinted that one of my friends was sleeping with my husband.

The cool breeze which had accentuated the serene environment was slowly replaced by a raging wind. Few minutes later, thunder claps could be heard with the occasional lightening. The heavy wind made so many trees roar and soon our windows were clapping to the rhythm.

"bịa Grace, better come inside the room before this wind will blow you away" Nasa had called out.

Esther had moved to my side and was just staring at me.
"oya spill, what's the problem? Don't tell me it's stress because honestly you seem to be lost in thoughts" she began

I straightened my nightie and faced her with a smile. "do you think it's true? the myth about this land. I heard some ladies talking about it downstairs. They said that this place had certain powers because of the mountain. It is called the" mountain of truth". It draws out truth from people, so long ago the villagers used to bring people here to be tried before the council of elders . So that they couldn't lie their way out. "

She looked at me and laughed so hard" is that why you are worried. You dey fear juju? Oh please Vicky over 70% of myths are just made up mumbo jumbo used to scare people. Trust me none of that is true. "

She patted my back and walked away. My phone had rung and I went into the bathroom to take the call. Christy had been calling me. The room was dark and I had to use my phone to find my way.

My dream ended there and for few minutes my eyes had fluttered open. The whole room was dark and I felt I was dreaming again. I tried moving my legs but there were too weak to respond. Moving my head had shot so much pain through my body and I felt my inner thighs were wet.

This was no time to  wet yourself Vicky. My eyes went shut again and the dream continued.

I stood with my back faced toward the window as I began to speak with Christy. She was curious to find out how the whole place was.
"mom do enjoy yourself, we'll be fine here".

I wanted to ask her about Charles but I was too hurt to even talk about him.
By the time I had finished I decided to just stand there.

After few minutes I decided to get back to the other ladies. I had barely made two steps before something stopped me. I hadn't been alone in the bathroom all this while.

"Don't you dare scream. If you do I'll kill you and everyone else in this place."

It was not until he spoke that I realized there had been a gun pointed at my back.

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