Caught in the moment Ch. 2 Ep. 2
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Caught in the moment Ch. 2 Ep. 2

By Abfictionstories   30th Jun 2018
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Have you ever felt hurt to the point where your heart has a pain you can’t reach? Have you ever been emotionally harmed to the point where you would rather fancy physical pain to what you feel on the inside? How can one individual have so much power to melt my ego and reduce me to nothing?

This was what I thought about when I watched David introduce his fiancée to everyone; this was what I felt each time he passed by me like I didn’t exist; this was what I felt each time I set my eyes on Joanne hovering around him.

Jeremy had been trying to reach me but I avoided him with the excuse that I wasn’t feeling well. He caught me many times staring at David, but I waved it off with flaunting fabrications. I knew he began to suspect that I was up to something, but I couldn't help myself. David was my first, I was his first. We were bonded in some ways that each time I set my eyes on him, my whole body system changes; but I found it hard to believe that he no longer felt the same way.

Madam Clara’s chemotherapy kicked off few hours after David’s arrival. I prayed so hard. I had to be there for Jeremy and keep on reminding him that everything was going to be fine. David had Joanne by his side so he really didn’t need me for anything.

“Good news!” The Doctor assured us that it was successful.

We could only pray for the best. We weren't allowed to see her until a week later. I was first to go in when the door was opened for us.

“My child, come.” She opened her arms and gave me a big hug. It felt residing. I can’t explain how it happened, but I began to cry like I had been looking out for an avenue to let out my tears.

“My daughter, why are you crying?”

She cupped my cheeks and wiped off my tears with her fingers. I wanted to tell her it was David; I wanted to tell her he was hurting me, but I couldn't. I just hugged her again. She allowed me to cry till I was tired and slept off in her arms.

Minutes later, I felt someone lifting me up, but I didn't want to open my eyes.

“Gentle please!”

Madam Clara echoed out her voice in a low tone, she was still weak. I figured it was Jeremy, so I laid my head on his shoulders, but this arms felt muscular than his. While outside the hospital, I opened my eyes...


He put me gently in his car and didn't say a word as he drove off.

“David!” I tried to initiate a conversation, but he still remained silent.

“David, kindly stop the car if you don’t want to talk to me.”

Surprisingly, he stopped the car and turned to look at me, “My Bukky”.

My heart melted. That's what he had always called me.

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