Swiss' point of view.
At that very moment, I couldn't really figure out if it was Helen that was in trouble, or if I was the one that was in trouble.
Some things just happen that are inevitable sometimes. If not, why is everyone coming back from their outing, and no one is asking for dinner?
If we had dinner tonight, they would have found out Helen had not been back yet.
It's already some minutes past nine in the night. I was anticipating the return of Helen in the sitting room, and watching television with Fada.
I was earlier asked by Fada if I knew where Helen went to, and my answer was "Yes".
Now he was going to his room, and he asked me if everyone had come back. I was trying to cover for Helen and I still said "Yes, everyone's back".
Fada went to his room. What could happen to Helen that took her so long was the question that filled my thoughts.
It's now thirteen minutes past eleven at night, and Helen has not yet come back.
I am starting to lose patience. Everyone had already slept, and I am still here waiting for her.
When the sun comes up tomorrow and everyone is awake without seeing Helen, I am in big trouble.
I knew she was going to her lover's place, but I don't know where exactly it was.
I tried to reach her on the phone, but her line was off.
One part of me would inform Vesta, but the other part decided against it.
I am heavily depressed, concerned and curious. My heart is full of pain, regret and sorrow. She asked me about her trip to her lover's place and I encouraged her to take the step.
All the blame is mine, but could she really be in danger as tough as she is? I am closer to Vesta. It was said, problem shared is problem solved. But if I should tell her, it means I broke my promise that state her secret is safe with me.
Ace will definitely track her down and find her wherever she is, but that still leads to me breaking my promise and revealing her secret.
My heart beats heavily in panic thinking about all these, and now I have a slight headache, plus, right now, I have started feeling like a devil.
The conscience of me leading her into such an act that probably led her into trouble always torments me each time my eyes see the passing seconds without my sister back.
I was very terrified, and so baffled with disappointment spinning in my unrest brain.
I felt myself losing the family bond. I knew I was going to lose because no one would trust me afterward if anything should happen to her.
I should have reported earlier, especially when Fada asked. It could have taken this burden off my shoulder, but I decided to keep our secret.
The secret between Helen and me.
And that little secret I am trying to keep is what cuts me off the family bond.
It's now or never, if I am going to reveal it to the family.
I tiptoed to Vesta's doorstep, and still returned myself to the sitting room. I wanted to give her more time.
Wilson's point of view.
My love was lying face down on the floor in pain, and I could not help.
She was in extreme pain, she couldn't speak a word. She was making a sign on the ground, and I don't know what it meant.
It took me a while before I realized what she was trying to tell me.
She was drawing a cross on the ground. Initially, I was like, "A cross, what for?".
Does she mean I should take her to a church?
Tension terrorized my soul, and I was thrown into a frenzy.
She was trying to tell me what to do, a thing that should have come to my brain at first, but I was so scared of losing her, and I wasn't myself.
Moments later, she stopped making the sign because she was too weak to carry on. She didn't make any move anymore.
It was then I started thinking otherwise, and my brain started catching up with bad thinking.
And I suddenly realized she was telling me to take her to the hospital.
Once my brain got back to its normal self, in the blink of an eye, I was moved to my wardrobe toe and foe and I was holding a pair of my cloth in hand.
I wore the shirt and the trousers on her, and I took her to the nearest hospital, driving as fast as I could.
She was examined, and taken care of medically.
During the time of her treatment, her phone was switched off.
It wasn't until eleven-forty-eight at night that we finally left the hospital and went back home.
Helen's point of view.
Swiss told me sex is fun, and I caught Fada and mother enjoying it too. But that wasn't the case for me.
I never had an enjoyable moment from my trial of it with Wilson.
Wilson was banging me not up to the way Fada banged mother, and my system was not in support of it.
The pain was mad, it was crazy and so bad it got my temperature high.
I think Wilson must be enjoying it, and he was so carried away. He didn't notice I was in pain.
I only managed to endure the pain to satisfy him, and to get myself off being a virgin forever.
Luckily, he didn't last long before he stopped.
I needed a hot shower to get rid of the pain. I asked him for a shower, and he showed me the way to the bathroom.
Soon enough, he joined me in the bathroom and I started searching my mind why the pain would not go away.
I remember when we were younger, each time we had heavy training, and it hurt, I continued doing it and the pain would go away.
It has always been my logic of getting pain away.
And that was what prompted me to lure Wilson into making love with me again.
He was sure I was in pain, so he didn't want to, but I lied to him. I knew I would not enjoy it, but I was determined to get rid of the pain.
We started having sex and when we were through. My hope was the pain would stop, instead it got worse, just like petrol was added to the fire.
Wilson should just have taken me to the hospital, or dialed the emergency line, but he was afraid and was out of his brain.
I even used hand gestures to remind him of the hospital, and also drew a hospital sign, and he still doesn't get it.
I started getting dizzy and I went off. The next thing was, I found myself in the hospital, and it was some minutes past eleven at night.
I am feeling very well now, and I was soon discharged from the hospital. When I got home, I sneaked in, hoping everyone would have slept.
To my surprise, Swiss was in the sitting room, roaming around, and looking stressed out.
When she saw me, she gave me a tight hug, "I thought I had put you in some trouble with my advice". She said.
I faked a smile to not show my pain and told her she didn't.
She noticed anyway, she knew I wasn't feeling alright. She helped me to my room, asked for anything she could help me with. When I assured her that am fine, she left for her room.
My eyes were about to close, and I heard Fada say,
"I saw everything".