THE K1LLER'S KNIFE
The K1ller's Knife - Episode 9
Mother and I sat in the doctor's office patiently waiting for him to join us but it's been seven minutes already and he still isn't here.
I sighed in exhaustion as I stared at mother whose face remained unreadable and devoid of emotions
She hasn't said anything to me since the incident of yesterday. She just acted like I was non-existent and it hurts deeply
I know what I did was really wrong but I wish she understands that Flora is not worth being angry with me for
Flora is cheating with father and both of them are planning to take her out of the house so that they can enjoy themselves
But then what can a 14 year old boy like me say or do...?
I exhaled tiredly as I readjusted on the soft hairy chair we sat on.
And due to the quiet atmosphere, I was almost dozing off because I couldn't sleep a wink last night.
Last night I kept tossing to and fro on the bed wondering what a mess my actions had caused earlier
What if I had been exposed by mother as I initially feared...?
What if Flora wasn't there for me to pin the accusations on her...?
What if father had decided to check our bodies before the idea came up which averted the μgly situation...?
So many 'what ifs' were racing on my mind and I couldn't help but to shed tears as regrets for what I did set in
I don't know if mother thinks I'm the cause of what happened. Maybe she's right after all I messed up!
So I won't blame her much because she has every reason to be angry at me.
Yesterday had really been dramatic for everyone including for father. Such that we couldn't even get to tell him about Erica's condition and how his bløød needs to be donated to save her life.
I heaved aloud as I replayed everything in my head for the umpteenth today
After mother's unexpected statement against Flora, father had reconsidered his stance about searching the handbag
He emptied the entire contents of the bag on the floor and his lost money had fallen off along with Flora's other items
The money separated from its bundle and had scattered in different spots.
Father was speechless as he threw the handbag to the side,
whilst Flora was left in a confused state on how such money got in there
Angie used that chance to run to mother who lifted her and quietly went to sit on one of the sitting room sofa
Just like me, she continued watching the dramatic situation without uttering a word as there was nothing much to say
Still speechless, father bent down and picked the scattered money one by one.
He later counted it and his mouth went agape in disappointment.
I'm sure he couldn't believe the bitter truth that stared at him right in the face
It took awhile before he eventually lifted his face to stare at a trembling flora in utmost disbelief and displeasure
His facial expression showed he was in a state of shock after discovering the stolen money was in her bag all along
To be honest that was the very first time I had seen father feeling so defeated and disappointed. He must really love his mistress more than everyone else
" So you stole my money Flora...? Why..? Is this truly who you are...a th¡ef..?"
" I don't..I didn't..I did not steal your money Jamie. I'm shocked to even see it fall out of my handbag...believe me!"
" Believe you...? Flora I've just counted the money and it is the exact amount missing from my bag!" Father uttered scoffing as he stood up and continued
"...you are a singer in church but I can't believe that you're such a shámeless th¡ef!. Flora this is your first time in my house yet this is the outcome!" Father thundered with a raised voice
" Hold it right there Jamie! I'm not your wife that you can shout at or talk to anyhow it pleases you. I've received more money than that peanut in your hands so why do I need to steal it...?" Flora shouted back whilst mother, Angie and I just kept watching in silence
" So the money suddenly disappeared from my money bag and found its way inside your handbag...? Is that what you're actually trying to tell me now...?" Father asked with a blend of anger and sarcasm imbedded in his voice
" I did not st£al your money Jamie and don't even know how it got into my handbag...but I don't blame you. I blame myself for even agreeing to come here in the first place instead of staying home in the bosom of my beloved husband!" Flora said in conclusion with emphasis on the 'beloved' probably to spite father
Flora angrily walked to where father stood, snatched her handbag from his hand and left the house fuming.
Father had gone out shortly after that, leaving me and mother to clear the clothes and bags scattered everywhere.
Mother and I had quietly cleared the place, and I kept on wondering why mother chose to do what she did for me
After cleaning, we had waited for father until nightfall so we could tell him about Erica but he still did not return home.
When midnight came without his return, mother had to serve us our night food and we all retired to bed but of course I couldn't sleep.
This morning Angie dressed in her school uniform came to tell me that mother was dressing up to go out.
I figured that it was to the hospital because normally I am the one who usually drops Angie off at school not mother, so certainly it must be something else. I wasted no time to hastily dressed up and join mother on her way out of the house.
Just as I presumed, after mother dropped Angie off at school we walked our way to the hospital which was just a few distance away from the school
As we got to Erica's ward, Nurse Cindy asked us to meet the doctor at his office.
So here we are, sitting and patiently waiting for him to join us so he could probably tell us how Erica is faring
We waited for about five more minutes before the door opened and we watched as Doctor Stanley walked in and sat on the chair which faced us.
In the middle is a large table which demarcated us from him
" I'm sorry for keeping you two waiting. I had to urgently attend to an acc¡d£nt victim. You're welcome to my office" Doctor Stanley said smiling warmly
" Good morning doctor...thank you. please doctor how is my daughter's condition today...?" Mother queried him with a weak voice laced with worry.
I feel really sorry for what she's going through and the fact that I contributed to it, makes me feel even worse inside.
" We've been able to stabilize her but I'm afraid it won't be for too long ma'am. She needs a bløød transfusion latest today or we risk losing her" Doctor Stanley answered as he took off his glasses and placed it on the table
" Can't you just use my bløød..? I don't mind if you take everything doctor...just save my daughter please I beg you..." Mother pleaded as tears began cascading down her eyes
" I'm sorry ma'am but things doesn't work that way. Your bløød and that of your daughter isn't compatible which means that medically you cannot donate bløød for the transfusion!"
" But doctor..." Mother was about saying when doctor Stanley cut her off
" Ma'am I understand that you're worried but there's nothing you can do other than to bring your husband here to make the bløød donation. Wait! you still haven't been able to reach him on the phone...is that it..?"
Mother slowly nodded in the affirmative before she answered with a shaky voice
" Yes doctor. I haven't been able to relay the news to him so please do something to save my daughter's life please..."
Doctor Stanley exhaled heavily as he picked up a file on his desk and opened it to read what's written in there.
He shook his head and I'm sure he was beginning to feel sorry for mother.
" I'm afraid ma'am...there's nothing we can do. Your daughter's bløød group is a rare one and so it's often very scarce. If we are to purchase...it will cost a lot of money and worst is that it'll take time to find the one that matches her blood type..." Doctor Stanley explained and dropped the file before continuing
"....your husband would have made it easier to save her life on time but according to you...he is unavailable. So I hate to say this ma'am that we might lose her if nothing comes up today!"
" Doctor Stanley I believe all hope is not lost. I think there's something else that can be done to save my sister's life and that is..." I began to say what was on my mind to the amazement of mother and the doctor who thought I was bluffing.
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