CHAPTER TWO
The Narrow Escape
There was no money on her so she was surely going to trek home.
She kept wiping her face but more tears kept rolling down ,sticking With her hair.
The once Beauty Damsel was so messy now. She felt like she shouldn't have ever existed,how was She to gather the money for her father's surgery? Everything was just so much on her ,she cried out without knowing.
She held her chest as it felt so difficult for her to breathe. Trying to cross the road without looking at all. She felt like a shadow of herself completely unaware of her environment.
The loud sound and horn of a coming car stunned her , bringing her back to herself ,she turned and stared at the car, totally feeling so weak .
She couldn't believe she was finally going to die as the car came closer and nearer, paralyzing her legs even when she felt the urge to move.
Then suddenly she felt a hand push her off and she landed on the other side of the road hitting her head on the tarred road , the man, her savior rolled and she landed right on top of his body pressing and resting on the nice hard chest.
The car drove past them without even stopping. She laid in shock with the hands of her savior wrapped around her ,she looked forward taking a glance at the black Car and the write up at the back 'THE VIP'.
She looked down and stared at her savior ,he assisted her stand and he stood gently ,she would have died just now if not for this gentleman. But she couldn't stop herself from wishing she had really got hit and died,tears dropped her eyes,there was really nothing to live for.
"Are you okay?".
The young guy asked, and he handed her her hand bag .
Abigail took the bag and looked into his eyes admiring his deeds and courage
"Yes, I'm OK,thank you very much".
She tried to walk away but her headache almost threw her to the ground again. Just when she was about to fall,he held her again.
"You should be more careful so that you don't get hit by these reckless drivers,let me give you a ride home.Where do you live ?"
"Don't bother..Am... Am almost home already. Trust me,I can manage,Thank you again."
She freed herself and walked away hastily .
He stood from afar ,staring til she was out of sight .
ABIGAIL'S POV
I walked into the Compound with distress and depression, my head ached so badly that if I had money I would have really gone for a scan at a hospital. It was driving me Nuts and I wished to get myself back yet it hurt so much.
I reluctantly put the keys into the keyhole and opened the door walking into the quiet house.
Thinking about it now
''Who would I have left my Dad and little Brother with if I had really gotten hit and died".
Those were the words that ran in and out of my mind and I worried what I was thinking to stand right in front of the road.
And the nerve of that driver to try to run me over, I felt I had everything reason to want to ruin curses on him for I was sure he was going to run on me and keep driving. Whoever he thought he was, he really had the Nerves and I wish he really becomes so restless wherever he is.
I suddenly became very bitter and I wanted to rent out on something. Probably he already knew I was just a Nobody and even if he killed me ,no one might talk anyway. Was it going to be my little brother or my sick helpless Father?.
Hot tears ran down my cheeks and I wiped it .
My eyes hit on the dishes on the table.They were still as covered and positioned the way I left this morning, I would swear my Father hadn't touched them yet.
I rushed to the Ham and Pea Soup and opened it,it was still intact ,I felt very worried immediately.
"Dad! ", I called out .
I walked into his room and standing at the door, I froze at the sight I met.
My father laid on the floor ,my heart skipped a beat and fear gripped me.
"Dad!", I called again.
Thankfully , he moved a little at my voice, so I rushed quickly and helped him.
"Dad ,Why are you on the floor? ,I don't like to see you lying here, what if you catch a cold", I said with a shaky voice.
I knew he must have fallen when he was trying to use the bathroom. Many times , he lost control of himself and fell to the floor looking unconscious.
"Am fine ,Abby. I just decided to lie on the floor for a while, the bed aches a lot you know", he lied.
I felt like crying right now, I put my bag down and helped him sit on the bed.
" Please don't lie on the floor again, let me get your food so i can feed you okay?", I asked and walked out allowing him rest on the mounted pillows
I returned with his plate and fed him the already cold soup and he drank them all.
" I tried calling Elna's line again today, I hope she will pick up soon ,Abby", My Dad said.
" Why are you still calling Aunty Elna Dad, can't you see that she has forgotten about us and that nothing can ever make her pick any of our calls. She has left us Dad. But Trust me ,You will be fine soon , you will definitely pull through and that is because I will not stop until I find money for your surgery. So stop thinking about Aunty Elna ",I tried to strengthen my Dad.
I really wish there was a much better assurance and encouragement to give him
"I want her to come and take you and Sam with her to scotland , so that you can have a better life.I know she will eventually pick up my call so I have to keep trying",My Dad whispered .
I wish he could stop wishing for the impossible.