He rushed in as well when he realized I wasn't ready to answer him. Joanne sat next to me… she remained quiet for a while before asking;
“Why didn't you answer David?”
I glared at her with one evil eye that she had to get up and find somewhere else to sit.
“Stupid girl,” I said in my mind.
Madam Clara was the only person I was thinking about. I was beyond scared for her. When I pictured how she looked the last time I saw her, my heart beat intensified relatively against my chest. I couldn't sit again, I had to stand up and pace round. Joanne joined me… I stopped to look at her.
“You are not the only one worried,” She said.
I had no choice than to laugh. Hmm... she wasn’t that bad after all. We ended up talking to keep our minds busy.
Hours later, Jeremy came out of the doctors office. He stood for a while with his hands on his waist. We both rushed to meet him. I could see he was trying really hard to fight the tears from falling.
“Jeremy it’s OK.” I said, “Feel free to tell us what happened.”
I didn’t know he could actually stammer until he opened his mouth to talk;
“M... My Mo... Mother has three months to live. The chemotherapy failed.”
My mind went bizarre. I couldn't believe what my ears were hearing. Jeremy couldn't hold it any longer, he burst out crying. I hugged him tight and tried to fight my own tears; I had to be strong for him at this point in time.
As I hugged him, I saw David coming out too. Joanne rushed to embrace him; he was equally broken. He clenched his teeth in pain and anguish. He couldn't even hold in it for long like Jeremy, he burst out crying like a baby. Joanne tried her best to console him but he was inconsolable. I felt his pain.
I cast my mind back to Ibadan, when David’s dad had health issues. I usually stole out at night to see him because I knew he wouldn't sleep till dawn.
“You are my peace.” He often tells me back then.
“If anything happens to us, never forget that.. please,” He would hold me tight and sleep in my arms.
I waved the memory off as I watched him cry, I didn’t realize I was actually consoling Jeremy. I saw David raise his head to look at me in tears. I felt him calling out to me, but I couldn't go. I just took Jeremy with me and we left to the house.
Although he refused to go initially, I found a way to persuade him: I made him lay on my thigh.
“When I was young, my mum usually allow me to lie on her thigh till I sleep off.” He said smiling.
Seconds later, the smile disappeared just as quick as it came. I placed my hand on his forehead. He held it tight.
“Bukky, please... don't ever leave me.”
To be continued...
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