....Life was pretty smooth when Jasmine was alive, our parents were late and I had the responsibility to take care of her. She was the best sister and I miss her so much. Being a nurse was also perfect for me, I had shifts, so I spent time with her a lot, she was 8 years old when life came in the most unexpected way which was so unfair. I was promised that everything will be fine but then...I lost her to appendicitis.
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"I'm sorry, we did our best to save her," the doctor said without remorse. "Ho...how... is that possible" I stammered out covering my mouth,"yo..you told me everything was okay...that she was going to be okay...What happened in there" I shouted out, the nurses rushed to me and were trying to calm me down. The doctor just walked out like I didn't exist with no ounce of pity on his face. "Ahhhhhhh" I screamed my lungs out crying. I had no one to turn to, no parents to run to and cry on. I was totally miserable.'I didn't protect her well, 'I had failed my biggest responsibility'.'I was a disappointment to my parents...''I am sorry Jasmine, I failed as a big sister" I whispered with deep and heavy breaths.
But then it made no sense the appendix hadn't swollen up too much then, I could perform the operation even as a nurse, not to talk of a specialist doctor in pediatric surgery...something was off, I felt it to my core. After Jasmine's death, I took care of her corpse and my suspicion was confirmed, I saw scars on her body so before I buried her, I asked a favour from John, a doctor friend in the hospital I work as a nurse and ran some tests and autopsy we then realized that some of her organs were absent her kidneys, liver even her heart, she was separated from her parts, the poor girl was split up like a test product...terrible thing, her appendix wasn't even removed, there wasn't even a scar there.
John, made me understand that she wasn't even operated on to remove her appendix but to take out her organs. I cried a lot after that revelation but I decided to avenge her death.
I went back to the hospital and luckily saw the doctor by the hallway, probably doing a round check, "You killed my sister on purpose, didn't you? , I know you did," I pointed at him, he looked around then back at me and said, "Sorry, where's your evidence " he looked down at my hand and continued "I don't see it" he smiled scornfully "I know your kind, is it money you want or a trip around the world, Paris? Dubai? " he questioned. I almost raised my hand to slap him, but I controlled myself, I didn't want to cause drama here and this is a hospital, and I wouldn't want to disrupt the peace of the patients here. I smacked my lips and told him with assurance "I will come back for you and avenge my sister's death and you won't see it coming. I promise you, you won't go unpunished for what you've done". I walked out of the hospital planning my next move of revenge and opening up the secrets of this hospital, Kings Hospital.
.....' He dared to exchange the information about my sister's death for money and a useless trip to God knows where. I smiled bitterly before entering my car.
I looked at my appearance in the mirror and whispered to myself "This is for you Jasmine, I will definitely avenge your death" I wiped away my tears that didn't stop trickling down my cheeks, I started the engine and zoomed off home. I had to plan my next move and I knew just what to do.
Immediately I got home, I went into my closet and separated my clothes, I was going to have two different lifestyles and I didn't want to make mistakes living them; life as a doctor and another as a nurse. I know I was going to be so stressed living both but decisions were made, I had to do it for my little sister.
I looked at myself in the mirror, I knew how pretty I am, Jasmine had a cuter facial feature, she took her beauty right from our dad, he had a fragile-looking face like a girl, Ohhhh, I remember when mum teases him for that. I took mine from my mum she was so pretty, my dad calls her beauty, so when I grew up and he saw our resemblance he said 'he knew I will grow up to be a strikingly beautiful woman, well he wasn't lying. Having a young face and a petite stature; not that I was short though, made me look young, some people mistook me as a minor in the hospital, but I love myself like that. When I was younger many fashion agencies were all around me trying to get me into their industry, but I wasn't really interested in the Fashion Industry, I didn't fancy the fame that came along with it, in fact, that was what kept me away, I didn't want that fame at all. I just wanted to save lives, seeing my parents die earlier, I knew how it was to lose a loved person and I didn't want that for anyone. So I decided then that I was going to take Biology as my major, It wasn't tough for me in school, since I was smart. I graduated as valedictorian in high school. I majored in surgical nursing and I passed the licensure exams. I also progressed and had my master's degree, ready to move more when this tragedy happened to me.
After 4 years of going back to Med school, I finally became a Doctor and I majored in Paediatrics, I also did my master's to perfect my plans in infiltrating my target; The Kings Hospital.
I submitted my application and got a job there, it was easy as they were looking for a Paediatrician.
I just have to go slow and steady, not wanting to be lousy and attract attention that will rig my plans...
My plans have just started :)
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End of flashback
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