WHITNEY'S POV"Dad, is Alpha Don aware that you are going to the hospital?" I asked with curiosity."Yes, I told him this morning shortly before he went out. Though I didn't tell him you are going with me. Besides, he has been aware that your mother is ill since when the sickness started and is also aware of her hospital appointments. I always tell him when I'm going to the hospital. Why did you ask?" "I was worried that he might not know that you are going to the hospital cos he might need to see you and he finds out that you are not around, he might be angry. But more importantly because everyone in the family is also going and I feel he needs to know.""Alright. Though he is not aware that you and Martin will be going with me to the hospital..."Just then, my dad's phone began to ring. He quickly picked it up and answered the phone. The only thing I heard him say was, "we will be there in a minute.""Whitney, that was Martin on the phone. He said that he is with the cab driver and
WHITNEY'S POVAs the cab sped on the highway to the hospital which I and all my family members have been using since I was a kid, from time to time, I stole glances at my mom and dad. My mom who was sitting beside me in the back seat of the cab was looking so sick which made me feel sad and scared.Although my dad said that she has been ill for the past two weeks, I knew it wasn't as bad as it is now. Without a doubt, I knew the shock of the news about my rape and pregnancy had worsened her health. My father, on the other hand, was looking worried and sad. He was looking out of the window most of the time and seemed to be lost in thought but he turned from time to time to gaze at my mom with deep sorrow in his eyes. Martin who was sitting in the front passenger seat appeared to also be lost in thought. In other words, everyone in my family looked sad including me. The cab driver was focused and looking straight ahead as he drove at a moderate speed.As we got closer to the hospital
WHITNEY'S POVMy father and I entered the laboratory and my eyes swept across the various medical equipment. I saw three laboratory technicians engrossed in their work.My father headed to one of them and I followed him. As the lab tech saw us, he left what he was doing and came to meet us. He greeted my dad and he responded before I greeted him. He was a young man in his late twenties. He had a cute face and his hair was blonde. He was of average height and was a little bit muscular. He was wearing a lab coat and on his feet were black leather shoes. My father started conversing with him while my eyes swept across the lab. A pungent smell of chemicals drifted into my nose making me wrinkle my nose and I felt uncomfortable. This would be the second time visiting a lab and I felt the same way the first time I visited. After a minute, the lab tech started walking toward the left side of the lab where there was a desk and a chair, and my father and I followed him. The lab tech told m
WHITNEY'S POVI was brooding and lost in thought when I heard my dad say, "Martin, Whitney, let's go home. The taxi has arrived."I jolted from my thoughts and saw him standing in front of us. I turned to see Martin seated beside me and he was looking very agitated. On impulse, I reached out and gently squeezed his hand. He turned to look at me and smiled faintly. "I don't like the way that the two of you are taking your mother's illness. I know that your her illness has deeply affected the two of you but you don't have to look like someone carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders. Please, I want the two of you to cheer up, okay? I want you to have faith that everything will be fine," my dad said."Alright, dad," Martin and I chorused in unison.We rose from our seats at the same time and followed our dad who was heading to the exit door of the hospital. The three of us stepped outside and continued to follow him. I looked a little ahead of me and saw a tall chubby man we
WHITNEY'S POVMy eyes welled with tears as I gazed at my dad staring intently at the test result while the doctor was looking at him with a concerned expression. Slowly, my dad turned his head to look at me and we made eye contact. "Dad, I guess I'm pregnant, right?" I asked with an emotionally laden voice. He simply nodded without uttering a word. He was motionless as he stood staring at me and the expression on his face showed that he was struggling to contain his pain. Tears that were threatening to pour from my eyes that I have been struggling to hold back, suddenly, ran down my face cos I could no longer hold them back. He beckoned to me and I walked slowly to meet him. He wrapped his arm around me and I lay my head against his chest. I felt miserable and it was as if my life has fallen apart. As I lay my head against my dad's chest, tears were streaming from my eyes without a sound coming from my mouth. I was in deep pain and I trembled with emotions.
WHITNEY'S POVI felt miserable as I gazed at my mom's happy face. I stole a glance at my dad and he was keeping a deadpan face.My mom turned to look at my dad and said, "Dear, this is such good news. I have been so worried since she told us about the pregnancy. Now that the result is negative, I feel so elated," she said smiling. "Yeah, I feel very happy too. I just want you to get well as quickly as possible so that you will be discharged and I can take you home," my dad said feigning a smile."Oh, now that I have heard this good news, I'm sure I will get well soon cos my heart is filled with joy," she said beaming with a smile. "Pardon me, ma'am, I can see that you look very happy which is good for your condition. May I know the reason why?" the nurse asked with a friendly smile. My mom turned her head to look at her."Nurse, my daughter thought that she was pregnant and when she told me and her dad, my mind was shattered cos I feel she is too young to have a child and I know th
WHITNEY'S POVA loud knock on my door jolted me from my sleep. I rose from my bed and sat up staring at the door and wondering who it could be. After a moment, I got up from the bed and walked sluggishly to open the door. My brother was standing in front of me with a smile on his face. I smiled back and moved aside to make way for him to come inside. I watched him as he entered with a heavy-looking paper bag in his hand. I knew there were fruits in it and I felt happy cos I was craving fruits, especially apples. "Good morning, I greeted him."This is an afternoon not morning. Didn't you look at the time?" he replied as he stared at me. I glanced at the clock, it was 1:45 p.m. I was surprised and put my hand to my mouth in a gesture of shock. "Oh, gosh! I never knew the time as gone so fast!" I exclaimed in shock. "Really? What were you doing?" he asked as he walked toward my table and dropped the paper bag on it, then, sat on the chair beside the bed."I was sleeping,
WHITNEY'S POVI was trembling with trepidation as my brother unfolded the test result and gazed at it. At first, he had an impassive countenance but within a split second, he looked horrified and confused. Then he raised his head and we made eye contact. His eyes were filled with pain and his brow creased in confusion. "Whitney, what is the meaning of this?" he asked in an emotionally laden voice that did not sound like his voice.I gazed at him in confusion. I didn't know how to respond to his question. I tried to speak but my lips suddenly became too heavy for me and no sound came from my mouth. I was staring at him like someone in a trance. Instantly, tears welled up in my eyes."Whitney, I just asked you a question. I said what is the meaning of this? Is this the test result you brought from the hospital?" he asked with an icy tone that made me shiver.A series of emotions rushed through me. I was scared, confused, miserable, and in great sorrow for the pain, I have caused my bro