Loosing myself…the end of nothing!!
When a text came in my phone that I had passed my unified tertiary matriculation exam, I couldn’t even smile. The thought of my dad in the hospital looking as feeble as ever broke my heart. I had seen him the previous day, I was sure he tried his best to look strong but even then I barely could recognize him. His hands looked shriveled and all his veins stuck out, I had looked at the drip all through not just because I couldn’t bear to look at his face but because I was begging every drop to save his life. He looked very pale. His colour had somewhat faded. I couldn’t unsee him like that, the image of him struggling to laugh and breathe at the same time clouded my mind. My throat was aching with tears unshed. At least I could cry openly. Once when bobo came in to comfort me, I shook him away, I felt so guilty, even more guilty that they were comforting me for the wrong things. I had stopped picking lanre’s calls a long time ago, he was the cause of the major part of my problem, I didn’t want this, I didn’t want to be a mother at this age. Abortion was ringing in my head. It was the only option. There was no way I was going to keep this pregnancy, and there was definitely no way I was going to tell my parents. The thought of running away had totally erased from my head. Where was I going to run to?. Into the hands of men who are ready to rape me till I died?. A familiar urge came to me. I rushed to the bathroom. After I cleaned myself up, I cried some more, my eyes were usually bulgy these days and I couldn’t remember when last I looked at the mirror but today as I stood in front on my mirror, I realized dat I had increased in size. I fell to my bed and cried. It was no surprise that mum didn’t notice. She didn’t even have time for herself, she was either gathering money for hospital bills or in the hospital with dad. Somehow I wished she noticed, I wished she would call me one day and ask “are u pregnant?”. At least that way I would be sure that she knew that I was capable of having sex. I couldn’t even bring myself to see dad at the hospital. I always wished I could turn back the hands of time but I never wished for it as strongly as now.
I looked at my watch.
17:45, 24th of July.
I heard a knock, a soft knock on the door.
“Yes?”
It was ekene, my nerdy brother.
“Would you like to eat something?”
“No”
“I’m bringing something anyway”, he said smilingly.
He shut the door. How could he even smile, with all these things goi… I stopped myself, I realized that the only thing he should be worried about was my dad. I was in this alone, nobody knew about it, and nobody was going to know.
I heard a knock again.
“Come in”
He knocked again.
“Come in!”
“It isn’t much but it’s still food”, he said as he came in with a tray of food, two sachets of pure water.
“We’re going to eat together, it’s been so long”.
It was fried plantain and egg, most of the plantain were burnt.
“Guess who fried the plantain?”, he asked.
“Bobo”, I answered almost immediately.
He laughed, a hearty laughter. I couldn’t help but join him.
He continued laughing when he realized he made me laugh.
We laughed for sometime. Then we continued eating. It was when we stopped laughing that I actually realized that it had been so long that I had laughed. So long that the echoes of my laughter in my head seemed so strange. Even my voice seemed strange. It sounded deeper, croaky, like I had just woken up from sleep.
“You seem withdrawn nowadays,you’re always not yourself”.
“It’s because of dad”.
“That’s a lie”
“How do you know?”
“Because u answered too fast, is your jamb result out?”
“No, not yet”
The plantain in my fork fell off.
“Hmm”, he replied.
“I’m very sure results are out, go check yours”, he continued.
“Ok”, I simply said, I wasn’t in the mood to talk much, I wondered why the food was taking so long to finish.
“I’m full”, I finally exclaimed, taking a sachet of water.
“Ok, me too”, he said.
I was happy with his reply, he packed up the tray and left.
My phone was vibrating. I realized I was sitting on it.
Mum
“Hello”
Mum never asked hello?
She always said hello, she sounded calm.
“Yes mum?”
She asked how I was, how everyone was and asked me to give the phone to ekene, his phone was switched off, I opened my door and shouted “kene!”. The house seemed quiet.
“Yeees?”, he suddenly shouted running up the stairs.
“What’s wrong?”,he asked.
“Mum is on the phone”,he was panting like he had been running,he collected the phone from me and we entered my room.
They talked for about thirty minutes where ekene said things like “I think we should go with the doctor” and “yea, next week”.
I think they were deciding surgery date for my dad at the hospital.
He gave me the phone. He looked expressionless. He closed the door softly behind him without saying a word.
Why was everyone trying to make less noise.
I unlocked my phone and started to play a candy game while listening to songs on my phone. I put my volume on the highest, I expected one of my brothers to open the door and say “shush”. Nobody came.
20:16, 24th of July
I fell asleep.
2:03, 25th of July.
The time when witches and vampires roamed the earth. I had always hated waking up by this time, a childhood friend had told me that if u did u had a connection with the underworld.
I cried.
I was scared.
And it wasn’t because of witches or vampires.
I didn’t know when I slept off but the day seemed bright when I woke up.
9:24, 25th of July.
I realized how quiet the house was. I opened my door and Walked down the hall and down the stairs.
All my brothers were at the dinning table, in the kitchen, they seemed tense.
It had been long I saw jojo..he was tapping his feet on the ground as usual, his face seemed more mature, thinner.
They didn’t look up as I walked in.
“Jo boy what’s up?”, I said breaking the silence( apart from the feet tapping sound ).
He looked up and put up his hand in response with a half smile on his face.
Do they know?
Have they found out?
I touched my stomach, was it visible?.
Then jojo said, “I hate waiting, I hate it, let’s just all go to the hospital”
“Ok”, bobo whispered.
They all stood up slowly jojo, bobo and then ekene.
Then it hit me, today was dad’s surgery day.
I felt like hitting my head.
“Are u coming?”, I heard bobo whisper to me.
I shook my head.
I watched them leave.
I had other plans.
I went back to my room, i felt my head turning hot.
I went back up to my room, laid on my bed.
13:58, 25th of July.
Ouch!. My head hurt. When I looked at my watch i was shocked. I reached for my phone from under the pillow.
8 missed calls.
28 texts messages.
All the calls I missed where from Lanre, I opened my inbox, 17 texts from Lanre the last one was “Please just talk to me”. I didn’t bother to open it, others were from school friends both excited and sad from utme results, a few from the network service and then one from mum.
Remember to pray for your dad. Hope you’re ok.
I cried.
Went down to the kitchen. It was surprisingly spotless. I opened the fridge and took a cucumber, washed it and ate but I hadn’t taken more than three bites before I quit. I popped a cube of sugar in mouth, went to the sitting room and put on the tv.
Cable subscription had expired.
Sigh.
I looked around and felt hopelessly bored.
I tried not to think of what must be going on in the hospital but I couldn’t help myself.
Soon I was screaming and tearing the hair off my head. I didn’t know what possessed me then, I just knew I wasn’t thinking straight, I headed straight to the kitchen and picked up a knife, the new one mum bought the precious month and went up to my room. I wasn’t thinking, I was acting faster than I was thinking. I felt more energetic than I had ever felt. Is this what possession felt like?.
Before I could even make out anything, I had shoved the knife into me three times with all the strength I had , the kind of strength I use to cross the finish line of the 200 meter race I represented the school in, the kind of strength I had used to punch temi in the face after her and her friends beat me to near unconsciousness. In fact it was nothing compared to those. I lay there for forever. It felt unreal, I felt dizzy.
Then I heard the gate open. Immediately I heard the sound of the metal gate, all the pain came in a rush, it was like tiny needles, and it felt somewhat cold, I pulled out the knife and I could feel the blood pump out of me. It wasn’t gushing like a tap, it was pumping out. The pain was indescribable. I heard the door open and some screaming. Thank God someone had found me.
But it wasn’t my room door that opened. It was downstairs, there was crying, I could hear my mothers voice distinctively. It didn’t take me a second to realize that my dad was dead, I started to feel stupid and started to cry loudly, but every movement even in my face ached, I had tried to look over and see the extent of my injuries but I couldn’t. I just lay there and shut my eyes. I felt myself drift. I couldn’t feel any blood coming out again but I knew it probably was. I didn’t see any bright light or a narrow road, In fact I didn’t expect to see one, but I didn’t see demons or a wide road either. I didn’t see anything, it felt worse that I was kept on suspense until I died finally. I felt a noise beside me, sounded like gunshots , I could still hear the crying, all the noise I heard was amplified and It was coming closer, I realized the noise I heard wasn’t beside me, it was a knock on my door, someone was probably coming to tell me the news, my head felt light. Very light.
I kept myself focused, it was like I was loosing myself, I concentrated on the noise.
My eyes were still shut tight.
I heard the knob open.
A scream.
It was my mums voice.
Or was it aunt Lara?
I never found out.
Dear readers,
Phoebe was never pregnant but she never found out.