Black Flowers -II

(Any explanation  would require  having  to  tell porkies. I needed to think through  carefully  before  attempting  one. I finally  got  to my apartment  and  thanked the driver before  making  my way  inside. I let the gate man help get out my keys as he wanted to know  what  had happened  to my hand.
'I slipped  and fell.'
'Sorry Ma'am.'
'Thank   you .'
Was all I   could  say. Once I   got inside, I  went straight  to my  room; to the bathroom. The struggle  to take  off the body con  I was wearing  began. I almost  cried, the pain  was unbearable. I finally  did  and struggled to take a shower. I struggled  to get dressed once I was done. I was starving but remembered  there wasn't  much I could do in my situation.

I  decided  to  suspend having breakfast. It was almost eight and my hand  needed medical attention. I picked a scarf from my closet and decided to use it to support my hand instead. I needed help to tie it around my neck to pass my right hand  through. In the end, I had to get assistance from my gateman. The poor old man just had to assist me; he helped me lock the front door and walked  me to the gate to find me a taxi since I  couldn't  drive. The drive to the hospital  was slow since it was still rush hour. Thankfully, I  arrived  and began the process to see a doctor. I was referred to an orthopedist.

Though it was my hand that  was hurting,  it felt  like it was my entire arm to my right shoulder. It gave me a sickly feeling. My phone  began  to  ring again. Gad won't  let me be. I didn't  pick up but went  on to read his texts. Boy! Dude was getting  worried  about  me but I  didn't  want  him  to  know  where I  was. I still decided  to  ignore  him till I could  come up with  reasons for my condition. I quickly  texted Nancy to ask her not to give Gad any details. She began to call right away.

'Vee.
You know the dude is going  to  be  worried  about  you.
What's  wrong  with  letting  him  know  you had a little  accident  and are getting  treated  at the  hospital?'

'No Nancy, please.'

'Wait a minute  Vee.
Are you sure it was a fall.'
?'

'Nancy.
The dude hit my hand against  the  bed several  times like my hand was a piece of wood.....'
I became  silent.

'Vee?
Are you okay?
Hello....?
Hello....?'

I mentally  slapped  myself for willingly giving out details I was trying  so hard to keep to myself. I said the words before  I  had the chance  to  think  about  it. My silence meant regret.

'I'm here...'
I managed  to say in a low voice .

'I'm sorry  Vee.
You mean Gad did that to you.
How's that  possible?'

'No!
Gad didn't  do that to me.
I haven't  seen Gad in three days.'

'So who did this to you?'

Nancy patiently waited for my response. I could feel the anger in her voice.

I offered  her no explanation  and just kept quiet.

'Vee.
Give me a few minutes, I'll get back  to  you.'

She didn't  wait  for  my response  before  cutting  the call.

Now I didn't  only feel shitty, I felt stupid for getting  into this mess.
He still called me whore after everything. I was such a fool. Why did I go there in the first place?

Nicholas  had called  me just like  he always  did. He claimed  he was in the  neighborhood  and wanted to see me. As usual, he could  not enter my house. Yes, he was such a toxic person that no one I meant the world  to  ever wanted to see him around  me. Our friendship  started and ended at my gate else, I  ended  up having  quarrels with  people  over him.
I had gone  to  see him. Nicholas  and I  were not friends  on an emotional  level. Our relationship  was so broken that what we had left was passion. We both seemed  addicted, no matter  what .  He ended up touching  me  and as usual the silly me jumped for him though   I had tried to keep away from him in months. I had been seeing Gad for the past seven months and  I   never  let him touch me the way Nicholas  did.

Gad was what I called my dream guy. Gad was  anything but the exact opposite of Nicholas.  Gentle, caring and respectful. I could doff my hat out to him, he adored the ground on which I walked.

Coffee kept me up all night...I ended up writing...I should drink more coffee☺

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