Black Flowers - I

'Hey you. Wake up.! Wake  up  whore!
I felt a pang in my right arm. Then the pain became lingering  and unbearable. 'Whore, wake up!' This time I couldn't  bear it and let out a shout before  opening  my eyes. My hand felt painful. I had to lift it up with my left hand before sitting up.

I cast my gaze around the room and heard the door open. The  monster Nicholas  was standing beside the bed. That made sense. Thought I   was dreaming. It was so real. 'Get dressed, you have to go now.' Just then, my phone began to ring. Gad was calling, I  could tell from  the ring tone : Cold Play's   'sky full of stars.'  I waited for the call to end and then the phone began to ring again. I let the sheets fall onto the floor as I got out of the bed. I had been supporting my obvious fractured right hand with my left hand. There was no way I  could still clutch the sheets to my body and support  my hand.

The tears began to streak down my cheeks  as I tried to get dressed to leave. I could feel Nicholas  watching but cared less. He did not bother to help me knowing,  I  could not use my right hand. It took forever  but I finally  managed  to get dressed  and walked to the bathroom  to brush my teeth .  By the time  I   was done, the cab that would take me to my place was ready. 'The taxi is waiting  outside.' I didn't  bother to respond, I  just made my way to the entrance but before I could exit the building, Nicholas  grabbed  my left shoulder  turning  me around to face him. 'I'm sorry Vesta.' I took a final look  at him from head to toe and walked outside into the waiting  taxi which  sped off once I was seated at the back.

I rolled  down the glass as the rush of the early morning  air filled  the car. It was a relief  to be out of that house. My fourteen  inches hair which I  had not bothered to comb flew  as the wind blew  it. My phone  began  to  ring and as painful as my right  hand felt, I managed  to  get the  phone out of my sling bag which was on my lap. The call ended before I could get it. Gad had called  again. I checked  my whatsapp  messages  and his was the most recent.

'Good  morning  babes.'

The tears that had been  threatening  to  fall down  my cheeks  just fell.
I was such a bitch. Gad must have seen me online. I saw him still typing.
'Are you okay?' I just read on.
'Hope  you slept well. Your alarm called  to wake you up  earlier.' I'm driving  now, will call again  when  I  get to work xoxo.'

He meant he had tried reaching me earlier  to wake me up so I  would get ready for work. Gad had been  my very reliable  alarm clock  for months. Calling me every week day at a quarter  to six.
Oh God. How did I  get so messed up? I  needed to get home and take  a  quick shower but first I  had to call my Line manager to let her know I  was  going  to  be  late. I could barely  move my right  hand. Who was I  kidding ? I' m sure I was going  to  have  to take the day off.

'Good morning  Vesta'
'Good morning Miss Nelson'

'You don't  sound  okay.'

'Yes Miss Nelson, I actually  slipped  and fell last night. I can barely  move my right hand . I'm on my way to see a doctor and calling  to let you  know  I'll  be late to the  office .'

'Sorry  to hear Vesta.
You sound  terrible. Please  see a doctor  as quickly as you can and let me  know  what  happens. You can take the day off.'

'Thanks  Ma'am.'

'You are welcome .'

I needed to get home and freshen up before  visiting the hospital.
I  checked  my whatsapp  messages  and read through  them. Nancy my housemate  and bestfriend wanted to know  if I  had  left home  early or slept out. I   texted  back  to  let her know  what  had happened  but spared her the details. I still couldn't  reply Gad or call him back . I didn't  know  what  to  say to him.

Look who got back  to  writing  short stories  ☺☺☺
Keep reading  as the story develops.