^11. Jesus Christ!!! ^

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PLEASE READ THIS!!!

Hey amazing people, if your reading this chapter. You have to read it with the song above. You would feel the pain more. I know some of you might not be able to play a song and read, but atleast just try.

It's not a must but if you are able to then...go ahead

Thanks my wonderful readers.

Ps_Use the song when you get to a sad moment of the book.

Love y'all😘

Rume~>

Its been a week of staying at home. The swell on my face has lessened and atleast it's getting better. My ankle on the other hand is showing signs of improvement and I thank the Lord for that....yayyy, I'll start walking on my own again.

Simi always visited and I'm glad that somebody actually knows how I'm doing and cares.

I won't say I'm enjoying myself because right now, I'm missing a lot of things...Alot..

For example, I miss my education, my maths, my beautiful maths, I miss my class works and homeworks. I miss everything about studying. I know you would call me weird, but guyy..I fucking miss my education. It's like, if I go to school, I would die so I have to be locked up at home doing nothing.

I need to talk to Nnena about this, I can't just stay at home on the bed through out. It's so frustrating. Although, Nnena does everything for me but still, it's so tiring.

I'm slowly falling into the depths of laziness. Ughhh, my bones are beginning to hurt and my legs feel so weak.

I can feel the bruise everywhere on my face. My lips are so dry that they could fall off at any moment. The hell, when they fall off they could turn to ashes and the wind would sweep it away. I'm tired of always wearing a surgical mask all day long...gahh! I'm so tired *mentally grabs a wholefull of her hair*

I'm just laying on this bed. It's getting hard to breath under this heavy sheets. When is Simi gonna be here it's been an hour and she's still not here.

What has she been up to...

The doctor gave me something to be rubbing on my face morning and evening, and I thank God that at least it's working. He also said I shouldn't forget to be wearing the face mask. I haven't washed my face thoroughly in a week, and I can't even bathe properly without the help of aunty nnena. I'm so frustrated because I can't do some things. The house that I always wanted to stay in and not go to school has turned into a house that I want to desperately leave with all my might. For all I care, even if I can't go to school looking like this at least I just want to go out, I want to walk, I want to see the sky, my environment....Everything...everything

"Aunty nnena!!!" I really need to get up and do something. I straighten up and let my feet touch the cold tiled floor. I grab unto the clutch and stand up with it.

Crack.Crack.....owww, my spine....shettt!!

Nnena bust in through the doors and sighs. She looked relieved and huffed out a breath.

"You scared me just now, shaybe you know(you know that, right?)" She said.

"Sorry, I just needed to talk to you about something. Let's go to the parlour" I offer.

"Eh? Parlour wetin, you are not going anywhere, como sit down! You need more rest(Did I just hear parlour, you are not going anywhere, sit the hell down! You need more rest)" she yells.

"No! Godforbid, I'm not lying on that bed again. I'm tired of not doing anything, I want to walk around. I have been on this bed for a week and my body is feeling somehow, please abeg abeg, I'm going to the parlour" I had to defend myself, I can't lay on that demonic furniture abeg.

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