I was confused for several days, not knowing the next step to take. I did not want to lose focus as there were cases to be handled this week at the court. It has been from one emotional downturn to the other. The humming words of Beauty in my ear and the despising looks of Jessica in my face. I have not picked up Beauty's call for three days in a row now and I have not even thought of dialling Jessica's number. Worry has always plagued my subconscious and hurt has snatched my sleep.
The toughest case which I had was already won at the court. This offers me a great relief and a few days off from work. I decided to call Beauty's number and I had to apologize for not returning her calls and she actually had no hurts whatsoever towards me. She asked about the status of my case and I told her that it was successful. She was engrossed in joy for me and told me that she wished she was there with me to join in my celebration. I wished the same too but nothing could be done about it. By the way, her work was going on pretty perfectly too.
On a Thursday morning, I summoned the courage to dial Jessica's number opposing the numerous thoughts of rejection and insult that I might receive. She did not pick up the first call and I opted to try her once more. She picked the call and I told her that I was a friend who was with her at the hospital. She asked in a rude manner, what my name was. I told her that actually she does not know me by my name but that could we meet in person later that day. She refused to grant my request and I did not force it. I was shocked and infuriated at the manner of person that she was. I decided not to call her again so I went to discuss with my mother about it.
I asked my mother a question that if a person opened a door for a lady and she entered without seeing the guy's face and the next time they met, the guy approached her and she replied with disdain, what should the guy do then? Her reply was simple and I derived comfort in it. She said that the lady has no fault in despising a stranger; the guy has the work to do. The guy should go back to the door and wait for the next time and ensure that his face is seen this time; this alone could reveal the content of the lady's heart. I left her room at went to my room and decided to call Jessica the next day.
It was towards the evening of the next day and I was fatigued, because work that day was hectic. When I arrived home, I had a shower and dialled Jessica's number. This time I told her that I was a friend who extended his arms to her and closed it before receiving her embrace. These words struck her and I further told her that I was with her during her stay at the Dominican hospital where she was admitted. She was already tensed and she said that she would like us to see for dinner that day.
Luckily, she was still in the city at that time. So, we met at the Imperial restaurant. She was well-dressed, but I refused to complement her considering the mood we were in at that moment. She sat with me and we greeted one another. I explained to her that I was on an official visit to the hospital at the time of her admission and that the doctor asked me to visit her occasionally. I told her that she was in coma and that I took a leave from work to stay with her during her recovery process.
Until I finished, she uttered no word. After some time, she asked me just one question; why did you not wait? I explained to her that I had an official trip to attend in Brussels. She just stared at me and said nothing for some minutes. I looked at her and noticed that the wristwatch I had bought for her was still on her wrist. I did not say anything about it because I did not want to ruin the moment.
The next thing that happened was the last thing that I could ever have imagined. She told me that I was not worthy to be called her friend and that she never needed my help. She said that she could have recovered on her own and that if I want to have peace in my life, I should stay away from her. She left out in anger to my greatest surprise. I felt embarrassed and humiliated; I regretted ever wasting my time on an ungrateful person like her.