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Chapter 3 - Chapter 3

Our exams gradually came to an end,I was having a mixed feelings,I was happy that I will be going into the university the next year,and I was sad because I will missed my friend's especially favour ....

Our school is organizing a graduation party for the outgoing students and we all are looking forward to the big day

Something vibrated in my purse brought it out it my cell phone ,I realize the caller and a smile was plaster on my lips

"Hello sister ,( that is how I address my elders sis,the first child of my parents ).."

"Yes we are preparing for our graduation "

"Sis i don't understand,which medical center "

"God"

The caller hung up,my day has been ruined ,my mum had rush to see my dad in the hospital and I was asked to go help my mum closed her shop....

"My dear don't die,you have to be strong for us ,even though you aren't a good father to your children and a good husband to me "my mum Said while looking at my dad

My dad just lied on his sick bed starring up at my mum with tears rolling down his cheeks

My dad mr London never liked my mum and his children,I was brought into the whole by couple who doesn't love each other ,my dad had turned my mum into a punching bag where he beats her up for little or no reason,whenever my sister want to separate he beats her up too thou bringing hatred between my fad and my sister .....

My sister and dad was never in talking terms till death,there was an occasion my sister gave my dad a slap and he layer curses on her,but my mum begged my dad to return the curse..

My family is one family you can describe with only one word" fight "...fighting between my family members is a normal thing,no peace and love between my sibling and my parents ....

I sometimes question God how I was bough into this family cause I love peace...am the only person in my family who is free to interact with all members of my family ,but restricted to my dad he doesn't like any of us.,my mum tried all her best to return peace to the family but she couldn't ....

My mum mrs Basilica is a very quite,peaceful,responsible woman,I wonder how come she got married to a tyrant like my dad ...

A very beautiful woman who loves her religion so much never joked with her religion,and that religion is the main thing why my dad hated her ,my dad claims she is always at her place of worship and never have time to looked after us ,but we all are grown up and can take care of our selves .....

Am sure my dad will be regretting on his sick bed how he treated us while he was healthy ....my dad is an example of bad father ,I can even imagine the kind of my dad as a husband in future ...

"Well it's 50/50 thing ,diabetes is something that can kill faster "said the female nurse who is in charge of my father health

"Nurse please try your best and save my husband "cried my mum

" we treat ,God heals "answer the nurse

My dad stayed four days in the hospital,I went there to see him but I was not allowed inside because of some rules guarding the hospital,

I sat on a seat in the hall way inside the hospital,my mind drafted back to when my mum was always sick my dad never visited her in the hospital,we were the ones that was always by her side ,we were her husband and her children,,but now my dad is sick,my mum has been with him since four days now she only went home to change her dress and have her bath.....this life is indeed some how I though to myself

"Kim you have to go home now is getting late "my mum patted me on my shoulders bringing me back to reality

"How is dad health now "I asked looking up to my mum

" fine"she answer weakly

I stood up from my seat hugged my mum and walked towards the exit of the hospital

Oh how I hate the smell inside the hospital,doctors are really trying I said aloud to myself

On getting to our apartment,I saw my brother sleeping peacefully on the couch in the sitting room ,I walked passed him head towards my room when my phone vibrated ,I picked it up looked at the caller and answer it

"Hello Kim tell me is not true"asked worriedly from the caller....