2 - save the mother

Gift felt numb throughout the flight back to the city except for the sharp consistent pain in her lower belly which forced her to be aware  of her environment.

She felt cheated out  of  life but she had no one but herself to blame and didn’t know where to start her life from as she was down to ground zero with a baby she couldn’t hate.

As the flight attendant announced that the plane would be landing soon, she looked down at her belly as she wiped her tears, “you are mine alone now and I promise to find a way to raise you well,” she smiled amidst her tears making the people beside her give her quizzical looks, all which she ignored and wiped her tears haven accepted this new life of hers.

She stood tall as she dragged her box out of the airport but it was raining and she didn’t have an umbrella, nor the luxury to buy any of  those expensive airport umbrellas, so she decided to wait it out.

However, the rain wasn’t stopping and she had to give up and take the cab, but it had gotten late in the night and almost all the cabs had gotten snatched up.

She stood up and decided to walk in  the rain with hopes of finding a hotel not too far from this one, so she dragged her plastic box and put her jacket over her head, ready to run across the road when the sharp pain suddenly took her with even more intensity this time, that she couldn’t move, so she fell to her knees and cried out in the middle of the road.

She had checked g****e for any possible reason for the pain, but all she got were answers that pointed to a more severe case which was too terrifying.

As she screamed out loud, she felt a form of relief and got up to her feet, ready to continue the other half of her sprint when a blinding light shone from the side and she realized that it was too late to escape from whatever that might be, but she held her stomach and recovered quickly enough to take two steps forward when she felt that strong impact and she lost consciousness.

Still at the waiting area in the airport was a man with a tall figure suited up in luxury but with an unapproachable face as he watched the accident happen.

“Dumb woman, she just had to be more pathetic.” From his point of view, Gift had stayed there and was intentionally waiting to be hit.

He hated their type the most. He sat by her side in the plane and all she did was cry as she deleted the pictures of one guy, so he guessed that she was going through a breakup, but he could never bring himself to understand why people bothered with such flimsy things as relationships when they could just build a business and become business tycoons like him.

He was about to turn his back after he noticed the people from the car run out to her side when he got a call from his driver.

“Took you long enough,” his voice sent a chill down the spine of the already shivering driver.

“Master Zenith,there has been an accident,” the driver panicked.

“If the car is in good shape bring it to me,” he said but the phone was snatched from the driver at that point and he heard his younger sister cry.

“Brother, we just hit a lady in front of the airport with the car and she’s bleeding from everywhere, I’m scared,” his sister whom he adored was crying and that was something he couldn’t bear.

“Call 911 and go back home, I’ll deal with it,” he said as he pulled out his other phone to call his secretary when he remembered the resignation letter on his desk.

“No,” she said strongly, “I am taking her to the  hospital, another car will pick you up,” she said and he frowned. He had meetings to virtually conclude with  some online investors and for some reason, the network at the airport was bad, so he couldn’t connect with the internet.

“Wait, where are you, I’ll join you” he said and as his sister described their location, returned to the back and saw her small figure in the middle of the road with the driver carrying the lady he had just condemned into the car.

“Filthy,” he scrunched up his nose but made his way there with his waterproof bag that contained his laptops and documents, “I can see you, I’m on my way,” he said as he ran across the road and joined them.

“The whole place reeked of blood, but he had no choice but to sit in the back and hold the bleeding lady from rolling down the seat.

His sister panicked all through till they got to the hospital and the doctors said they would have to perform an emergency surgery after seeing how much blood she had lost, so he hadn’t got the chance to cuss out loud until the doctors approached him in the lobby where he stood with his sister and the driver who had claimed not to have seen her squatting on the road until the last minute.

“We are sorry, but  your wife is in grave danger and we can only save one of them,” the doctor with bloodied gloves said and he cocked his head to the side, “what do you mean?” his twelve year old sister had saved him with his words.

“The baby, we can only save one of  them and since she had some complications before now, they both have a low chance of surviving, but we would do our best to save the one that you pick,” they said and handed him a paper contract which he had to sign after making his decision.

“Fuck!” he ruffled his hair and the doctors sympathized with the grieving husband as they gave him five minutes to make his decision while they moved her to another theater for the operation.

He watched as she was being wheeled out in a daze until his little sister pulled at the edge of his shirt and said, “save her.”

He nodded because it was more logical to save the woman so she could give him an explanation that have an addition that was uncalled for to the family, plus it would be a premature birth.

But his sister continued, “If you save her, she can have another baby later, but if you save the baby, the baby would be just like me without a mother and she would be the reason why her mommy died,” his sister was holding back tears with her head lowered.

“That’s not true, Olivia, mom didn’t die because of you,” he said as he dropped to a squat beside her.

“But she would be alive if i wasn’t born,” she shook her head and let the tears pour.

He pulled her close to console her when the doctors came to ask him for his decision and he painfully gave his answer.

His logical   reason had turned to an emotional one.