Oliva's POV
"Oliva.." A man's voice whispered all over my room at the hospital
"Hi.." My eyes were swollen but I tried to find out who it was.. it was Nickson
"How are you doing?" He asked
"I'm fine.." I replied and looked away
Nickson did not say anything to me and I figured out that he was still looking for a better word to say
"Do you pity me?" I asked
"No.. why would I do that?" He answered desperately
"Thank you for helping me.. I would be dead by now.." I thanked him and my subconscious immediately added "your mother was in theatre when you fell unconscious" I quickly rose up from the bed..
"Where is my mother.. I need to talk to my mother.." Worry diluted my patience and I could not wait any longer.. "I need to leave"
"Oliva.. you should rest, you just came out of a critical condition" Nickson tried to stop me
"I'll be fine trust me.." I said while trying to put off the hospital lobes
"You are not going anywhere.." A thick voice left my mouth wide.. "Miss Oliva.. we have a lot to talk about" He smiled at me
From his appearance I could tell he was a doctor but it didn't bother me at all.. "Oh.. because you are??"
"Excuse me?" He responded
"I'm leaving, what now?" I responded rudely
"Oliva.. he is a doctor, he has a lot to say to you.." Nickson nailed
"I don't care.. how could you bring me to this kind of hospital in the first place! I have my doctor for heaven's sake" I shouted loudly and started crying again. My body was not stable yet so I fell down again but not unconscious
"Please forgive her doctor, forgive us.." I heard Nickson pleading
"I understand.. it is not her fault, it is the medication she is using.. " I heard the doctor explaining
My heart was beating slowly like I was soon dying, the thought of my mother drove me insane. The doctor followed me on the bed for treatment
"Please help me.." Tears streaming down to my ears.. "I can't live without my mother, she.. is in theatre somewhere.. not here.. I can't sit here silently.." I cried helplessly, I wanted to do something but how?
After what seemed like a day, I was still sleeping non stop. I felt a soft hand caressing my arm and I snapped from my sleep finding my mother sitting next to me..
"Mom.." It felt like a dream "Is it you?"
"It is me.." she responded with a smile though I noticed her attempt to swallow her tears
"Finally!" I smiled, relief washing my entire body
"Finally!" She smiled wider and left me feeling so energized
After all the processes at the hospital, we went back home and had a thanksgiving dinner, I helped mom to prepare the one in a millennium dinner and that night was the coolest night ever. My mother had her surgery successfully and I had no worries about myself because she is around.
Many days passed by and my life was running smoothly.
One cool afternoon Nickson called to invite me to his birthday
"Hello Nick.." I responded on the second ring
"Oliva.. Hi! It has been long" He greeted
"Yes.. really! How are you doing?" I asked
"I should be asking you that" He teased
"Oh.. was I ever sick? hahaha" I teased too.. "well dear, I'm doing great.. thank you"
"That's cute to hear.." He was happy for me.. "Actually, I have a birthday party this evening so.. if you don't mind.. please don't miss, I'll be expecting you"
"Woooh! Really?" I was super excited, after all I didn't have friends to hang out with and I was kind of bored
"I mean it Ollie" He said.. did he just call me Ollie?? Hahaha I never imagined how my nickname would be until he called me Ollie
"See you soon then" I responded and hanged up
I wondered what I was going to wear to the party, I had to look stunning of course. I checked all the dresses in my wardrobe and ended up picking a short maroon off-shoulder dress with twinkling crystals that my mother bought for me the last time she went for shopping. I went to take shower and felt more energized and so ready for the party.. I went on my dressing table and started doing my makeup.. the makeup class I was taking was doing great things to me and I was doing it like a pro. After applying that once in a lifetime perfect makeup, I pulled the dress on my body and I stared at the mirror like it wasn't my image on it.. I picked the black heels and a silver pulse and rushed out of the room to show my mother how I looked
"Mooommy" I shouted
"When will you ever gro..." her eyes went wide at the sight of my appearance.. "Jesus Oliva, I never thought I was living with a gem.. you look so beautiful.. wait! If I may ask.. where are you going?"
"Haha mama..! I have been invited to a birthday party.." I blushed
"Since when did you make friends?" She was curious
"It is Nickson who invited me.." I couldn't hide the smile that I tried hard not to show
"Mmmmmh Nickson!" she rolled her eyes.. "Well dear, please have fun tonight and make a lot of friends okay?"
"I promise mom" I responded and left, I felt my mother gazing at me but I didn't look back
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FIVE SCARS OF OLIVA
Teen FictionFive scars of Oliva is an African story of a girl named Oliva. She comes from a poor background and she is very eager to get good life. She lives her life going through a series of happy and sad moments some of which mark great scars in her heart. T...
