Wednesday, 14 December 2016

Hope and Love are not yet lost - E.W



....'Mabel, I will always love you'. He'd said to her the night before in his text. She was sick and could barely move her legs when he arrived but with the little grace she had left she pulled herself up and headed towards his car . He neither supported her nor held her bags as she wearily opened the door to the passenger side of his SUV. He just watched her struggle through it all with unconcern written all over his face. And all the way to she hospital she wondered if he really loved her. His actions screamed the complete opposite of his declarations. Rubbing her massive belly she let out a loud sigh that only she knew the meaning to as she stared out the window.

...He'd texted 'hold on for me , I'll be there first thing in the morning'. It was 2 pm when he grudgingly showed up. He was busy he said. This and that and excuses she'd heard before. She could barely sleep through last  night as the kicking in her womb along with her thoughts connived to bring her pain. She was glad to be finally on her way. As they rode, The silence in the car stretched like the road before them. She couldn't wait to end this journey. 

Finally they were there, 'Omega Hospital'. And without a word she stumbled out of his car with her bags. 'Let me know how everything goes. I can't drop my business transactions just because my girlfriend is sick with pregnancy? He sneered towards her belly. With that  he zoomed off and left a choking trail of dust and tears in her wake.
She wiped her tears and picked up her bags. Woe! Woe! The night they first made love. She remembered his words ' please let me in and I'll take care of you'. Instead he'd done naught but get her pregnant! Close to the hospital's entrance, the door opened suddenly, ' good evening madam how may we help you?' She heaved a great sigh as the guard took her bags. 

It seemed like eternity before her son was born. And so with joy mixed with sorrow and trepidation, she looked into the face of Femi's bastard son. What the future held she knew not but she held in her arms the evidence that hope and love never left her side. It was wrapped In this innocent bundle - her baby boy.