SEVEN~

DERA. 

Literally.

I did die or I think I was about to. But I felt it. I felt the air leave me. I couldn't breath anymore and I wanted it. I wanted it all.

So if I felt all of that and I died. Then why am I staring at at the White ceiling of a hospital. Except this is Heaven and it's just normal for it to smell like drugs and alot of other things. 

  I couldn't understand what was going on. I felt numb and all I want to do is leave here. I've only been to a Hospital once and that's when my Uncle was dying. Just being here made me nauseous.

  Seyifunmi came in and I practically begged her to take me home. I regretted it when through out the car ride she kept lecturing me. Asking why I tried to kill myself. She also didn't forget to mention that nothing on earth is worth taking away the life God gave me. 

  She's right. Nothing on earth was worth taking my life.

Getting home I didn't see Damilayo so I asked Seyifunmi and she said he was quite shaken when he found me in the bathtub. She also mentioned he kept lamenting and saying he wanted to apologise then Seyifunmi proceeded to ask me what happened and if he had hurt me. I couldn't bring myself to tell her or I might just jump off the roof this time from embarrassment. So I just told her I wasn't ready to talk about it. Seyifunmi decided to stay with me until Damilayo got back. I wasn't entirely sure when Damilayo got home but I'm pretty sure Seyi slept over. 

    I felt sick for the past few days. I had a high fever and I just couldn't bring myself to eat anything. I also haven't laid eyes on Damilayo. As usual, I dread seeing him. I avoided seeing him which meant I locked myself in my room only opening for Seyifunmi who brings in food and my medication. 

  I did bump in Damilayo in the kitchen twice now but we just stared at each other. What exactly are we suppose to say to each other? I honestly had nothing to say to him and I'm pretty sure he has nothing to say to me. 

  I'm woken from my nap as Seyifunmi barged into my room yelling at someone on the phone. The way she spoke I could tell it was one of her Employees. She ended the call and continues ranting while I just laid there watching her.

"Can you imagine? I gave Wasiu work to do since last two weeks. Now my client is coming to Lagos in two days expecting everything to be ready but this devil, Wasiu is giving me story. Something that should have been ready since last week! Wasiu is mad." She continues her rant and I just listen humming and nodding.

Seyifunmi is an interior designer which personally I think is a stressful job but it also pays well. 

  

"How are you doing jare?" She finally asked and I nod stretching myself on The bed.

"I'm fine." 

"I got you Pizza and Ice cream from Cold stone. They're in the fridge so just go grab them when you're hungry ok?" 

I nod.

"I'll come back to check on you. Lemme go to Wasiu's workshop to deal with him." 

I chuckle getting comfortable in bed again. She leaves and I try but failed miserably to go back to sleep. It was already dark when I decided to treat myself to the pizza. An eerie silence filled the house that unnerved me. I don't see anyone in the Living room so I made my way to the Kitchen past the dining room. Ini should still be here, She normally leaves late.

 I stop in my track when I see Damilayo sitting on the Kitchen counter with his back to me. I wanted to leave instantly but he turns and finds me staring at him. This is how it has been between us for the past few days. 

"Are you hungry?" He asked and I nod. "I sent Ini home early. If you want we can go out or order something?"

I shake my head making my way to the Fridge. "Your Sister got me Pizza and Ice cream." I pull the Box out along with the Large cup of Chocolates Ice cream. I tried but failed to hide my smile at the sight of Ice cream. Food makes me super happy. Actually, good food makes everyone happy. I'm sure of that. 

  I put the Pizza in the Microwave setting the timer for just 3 or 5 minutes. I don't know. I was hesitant to ask if Damilayo wanted to share the Pizza with me. I hate sharing my food. 

"Do you um.. want to share the Pizza with me?" I ask turning to face him. 

"A slice would do. And the Ice cream?" He asked 

I stared down at my Ice cream with a frown. I don't want to share. It looks really good but then why did I grab another spoon for him. "We can share." 

He gives me an amused look. "I was joking. I don't eat Ice cream." He says and I sigh in relief that I didn't have to share. I dropped the spoon that was meant for him on the  counter then dug in. I let out a Moan at how divine the Ice cream tasted. I took another spoon full.

  Damilayo clears his throat before speaking. I swear I almost forgot he was here.

"I was going to come up and give you this." He places my Phone he had taken on the counter sliding it towards me. My smile fades as I stared down at the phone.

"I thought you might need it."

Was he being serious?

"I also got you this." He lifts a finger silently telling me to hold on. He exits the kitchen and I pick up my phone staring at the blank screen. Do i really need it anymore? I shake my head dropping it back on the white marble counter.

The Microwave timer dings telling me my Pizza was ready. I move to bring it out when Damilayo comes in. I grab the Pizza placing the Box on the counter just when Damilayo drops a cute pink gift bag on the counter. I eye him Skeptically before moving to see what was in the bag. I pulled out a white rectangular box.

"Why?" Is all I manage to say to him.

"It's a MacBook pro." He remarks gesturing to the Box.

"I know that. I mean, why would you get me this?" I question.

"What? You don't like it?" He asked a frown suddenly appearing on his face.

I sniffle running my hands down my face. I have a cold yet I'm taking Ice cream.

"Thank you Damilayo but I can't accept it. I don't know what this game is but I'm not playing it with you. I ca-" I let out a breath.

"I can't get involved in your games." I tell him. I move to grab a plate from the shelve.

"It's not a game. I swear." I hear him say and I turn back to him with a white ceramic plate in my grip.

"Do you hate me?"

I refrain from Rolling my eyes. "I don't need to hate you Damilayo."

"Why can't you just call me Dami? Instead of the full thing." He questioned and I give him an incredulous look.

"You told me to never call you Dami." I state and he looks utterly confused probably trying to remember when he had told me that.

I scoff. " You told me this the very week we got married."

"That's so long ago." He mutters and before he could speak again I beat him to it.

"Can you just go back to ignoring me?" I ask quietly. The desperation very obvious.

"Just go back to acting like I don't exit. All of this started because Seun showed interest in me abi? Fine. I will try my very best to stay away from him but please, just leave me alone."

   I've reached my peek and any more of his bullshit will send me crashing. I really don't think I can handle any more of his torture.

  I suddenly didn't have an appetite anymore and I stared down at the cup of ice cream and yummy pizza. My appetite was back. 

"Dera, Can we just make this work. Start all over. As friends." He says suggestively and my frown deepens. What part of leave me alone does he not get. I open my mouth to speak but he beats me to it.

"Tell me, Do you hate me that much that you won't even give me the chance to amend my ways?" He doesn't give me the chance to speak as he continues.

"I want to try and fix this. I'm sorry for...for every thing. Now I want to make it right."

"Apology accepted now go back to hating me." I tell him.

"I don't hate you. I never did." He tells me taking a step closer towards me. I decide I'm done with him. Everything was just too much for me. I drop the Plate on the Counter but I must have missed since I wasn't exactly paying it any Attention and the Plate falls with a loud crash. Pain shoots through my body and I let out a whimper. 

"Dera? Shit!" Damilayo exclaimed when he sees the Large piece of broken glass edged into my foot between two toes. The scene alone had me panicking and Damilayo kept muttering soothing words to me as I'm lifted into his arms.  I let out a loud cry from the pain I was feeling.

We got to the hospital in no time But I must have passed out or something because when I woke up I'm staring up at a familiar white ceiling and I don't miss the everlasting hospital smell.

My eyes land on the clock just above the doorway and I see it's a little past midnight.

I let out a groan as I tried to sit up. Someone is suddenly by my side and I see it's Damilayo. He looked disoriented. His hair that was always to nicely combed looked like it was sucked with a vacuum cleaner and his dark circles underneath his eyes were evident because of his light skin. I'm lighter skinned so even a mosquito bite would be evident.

Even though he looked dishevelled he still looked good.

"How do you feel?" He asked and I shake my head.

"My foot hurts and I have a headache." I tell him truthfully.

"I'll call the doctor and ask him to give you pain relief. Is that okay?"

I nod and he turns to go when I grab his arm.

"Can we leave? I don't like the hospital." I confess.

He gives me a small smile. "it's too late. How about we leave at dawn?" He suggests and though I really hate being in the hospital I nod.

"Come back quick." I call as he leaves. "Please." I add quickly hoping he heard me.

Just like I had requested he did come back sooner than expected and with a nurse too, who can't seem to keep her eyes off him and is always looking for excuses to touch him. I'm the one that's injured yet I'm getting even lesser attention.

The Nurse finally leaves and I turn to Damilayo who has his eyes on the Nurse as she leaves. I roll my eyes scoffing then looking the opposite direction.

This is the same man who wants to start again. Who wants me to give him another chance. Hell No. There is no way I will ever get involved in his games again because I'm done. I really don't care if he's being genuine because if he wants to make things write then he has to make a chance not ask me to put down my walls so he can hurt me again.

No.

I can't believe I almost ended my life because of him. I decide that if he can live his life the way he wants then I can. It doesn't matter what he thinks or what he'll do to me.

I want to go on dates and I'm most definitely tired of being a Virgin. I just can't clock Twenty-One and still be a Virgin.

The least Damilayo can do is throw me out of his house. Divorce me. I really don't care because it'll be the best thing that'll ever happen to me.

I'll be free from Damilayo Christian Adelaide.