I had gone halfway into my food when I heard my stupid cousin best friend say, sorry I take that back he is not my cousin that I have found out bitterly,
Have you ever gone to see that man in the hospital
when as my uncle become that man? I wondered in my head
I am sure they are talking about him because come to think of it who else does the witch have to visit in the hospital that we all knew about.
The witch reply confirm my suspicion,
"Mr husband should be fine, he has all the nurses kissing his ass over there" That minute I felt so sorry for my uncle.
He picked the worst set of people to be family with, and my heart bled for him, he is the kindest man I know on earth yet he surrounds himself with this witch and her son.
I must have worn my feelings in my eyes, because the witch verbally attacks me almost instantly.
"You do not get to judge people when you do not know their story." She looked like meant to slap the daylight out of me
I guess she would have stood up and slapped me if Mr bestie had not stopped her.
I almost flinched in my seat, sorry that is an understatement I practically almost pea in my pant as I held my hand over my head in defence.
When I saw that the slap isn't coming I lower my hand gently and looked up slowly
I wondered if i now get beating for saying nothing.
"Mum no point, she believed her uncle is a saint and we are the devil I do not wish to correct that notion."
Sebastian said not caring to raise his head from staring at his food,
He used his spoon to moved his food around in his plate as my eyes moved from him to his plate
Is he even making any sense or are they trying to throw me off their saint by pointing fingers?
I am practically confused here, and I know listening to these wicked souls is not good for my system.
If not for the fear of what they might do to me; if I dear leave this table now with my food hardly eaten, I would have just have stormed out.
Nothing in my whole few years of life or should I say existence, prepared me for what happened next.
I watched truly modified as bestie dragged the witch closer to himself and planted a kiss in her mouth.
'What the fuck! that boy is the age of her son what the hell is going on here?
I watched as she returned the kiss, first slowly then passion kicked in and it became passionate then got intensified.
Hand slipped into cloth material and something tick off in my head.
I came out of my trans immediately and tried clearing my sight with my hands.
I rub at my eyes intensively then look from mother to son.
Sebastian eyes remained glued to his food as if his favorite tv show is been shown on his plate.
I can figure out if he is in this picture or not, is this woman this daft or sex staffed that she can stoop this low
Anger surge through me and pain for my uncle's predicament made me get to my feet.
I took one last look at the pair kissing, they didn't even spear me a glance as they mourn away
That's is this woman knows no shame and I lost the last respect I have for her
"You know no shame" I said before I could loss both my anger and nerve and I said it loud enough to stop the kissing.
After which I stormed out of the dining room and out of the house as my uncle's wife called me to come back this instant.
I have been walking round the street for a while now
After I left the house in anger I have been afraid to return
I stooped pacing and decided to try my luck with the hospital
I walked through the hospital door to the reception and ask the nurses for my uncles room, she asked me for his details and mine, I gave her.
She then lead me to his room saying my uncle asked for me the instant he woke up two days ago.
I felt sorry for myself and my uncle as I walked into his room
He was alone in the room and wires are connected to his body.
The room was fairly OK, there was TV on the wall at the opposite end of his bed microwave stood on a table very close to the fridge which is close to his bed.
This must be a private ward i thought to myself entering into the room.
The nurse was a chatter box but I swear I did not hear a word of what she said apart from here you go.
I walked to my uncle and was glad to see he was awake and breathing by himself.
"Uncle Luke how are you" I asked
I am fine he manage to say in a voice I do not recognise as his own.
"I am sorry I landed here, I am sorry that I failed you"
"No uncle please do not stress your self to talk, you did not fail me uncle you didn't" I said as tears flow down my eyes
I should have come back to see him soon, I felt guilty
"I come to see you that day but your wife had me thrown our," I said not bothering to hid how sad I am.
"She told the security I was responsible for your illness." I said as tears stream down my eyes
"What changed" he asked quietly and I busted into an uncontrollable tears.
"I can't tell you uncle not when you are here and in this state" I said crying harder.
"You can tell me anything" he said quietly.
I put my head on his chest and cry more not wanting to say a word.
"I am dying," he said quietly. "they said I do not have more than a week."
"What" I looked up in shock.
"Yes dear, I have been sick for a long time, most of my trips abroad has been centered on check-ups and business, but mostly check-ups. I have been going for more opinions I needed one, just one that will prove the other doctors wrong.
He stopped talking, probably to breath or to gather his strength.
I waited for him to say something for a while but he kept mute
"Uncle what did the doctor say is wrong with you" I asked slowly amidst my tears
"It does not matter anymore my dear, death is inevitable and I have finally accept it."
"No" I shouted. "You are the only family I know, please Don't leave me."
"Have you...." he started to cough, I patted his chest gently but his coughing grew worst so I called for the nurse
Minutes later she rushed in with a doctor in toll, they hurried me out of the room. I stood by the door and cry
After a while the doctor came out and told me I can go home.
I argued I just got here. He insisted I go since there is nothing I can do to help him now
He insisted my uncle needed his rest and that talking was not good for him
I asked what was wrong with my uncle but he said it is confidential