💣 NOT MY BLOOD 💣 EPISODE 9💣
The drive to his parents house was a silent one, he put on a music in his car that was singing “It is well, it is well, it is well in the name of Jesus, it is well with my soul today”
He was singing along with the music and occasionally makes some moves with his hands on the starring, maybe he knows how to play piano I thought within me. Among all the instruments in the world, piano is my favorite, I use to play it with my classmate
The AC in the car including the cool breeze that blows from the window is really doing great justice to my back and I truly appreciate bro Kingsley for choosing to buy me this very gown.
The front is well covered but the back is open with a tiny hand, he said he bought it so that air will be touching my back and also that it will help my wound to heal faster.
I have become a little comfortable with bro Kingsley because he seems like a nice person he introduced me to himself and he is funny and humorous… I giggled looking out of the window
His name is Kingsley, he is 25 years old and a doctor, he said he just came back from abroad 3weeks ago after completing his master degrees in Ox….. I have forgotten the name of the university he mentioned abroad but is “Ox” something though
His mother is a medical doctor too while his father is a retired marine navy personnel and he is the last child of three children, the only son in Ezenwa’s family
He told me that he was bored all alone in the house and couldn’t sleep that was why he decided to go hang out in the club last night and fortunately he didn’t drink much last night. He concluded by saying that it seems it was God that directed his path all through
He discussed all of these with me after breakfast in his house. When he asked me what my name is, I opened my mouth to tell him my name but shockingly I couldn’t speak
I tried to pronounce my name many times but no sound was coming out then I became very scared and somehow embarrassed too. At first, he thought I was dumb but when I constantly tried to speak it was then he sensed that I wasn’t dumb after all
He had asked me if I cried and shouted too much when the person was hurting me, I nooded positively as tears wailed down my eyes thinking that I have completely lost my voice.
He told me not to cry that I will soon speak again, he said it was due to traumatic shock and too much wailing that made me lost my voice. So he brought paper and pen and asked me to write my name and age.
That was how he got to know that my name is Amarachi and I am just 15 years of age.
What ever thing he applied at my wounds both my back and laps including the drug he gave me to drink is really very effective because I felt less pains now even in my private part.
I was thinking he was going to ask me what happened to me but he didn’t but instead he said that whosoever that gave me such injury must really be heãrtless and should be punished for his or her crimes
Amara, hope you’re enjoying the music? he asked me smiling as he kept nodding his head to the rythmn of the song, the question actually brought me out of my thoughts
I nodded in affirmation
God is telling you that, it is well with your soul
Do you believe? he asked me
I nodded positively
Good girl, alright can I see your cute smile? he asked making a funny face
I smiled at his funny face
That’s more like it my dear “Hakuna Matata”
Do you know the meaning he asked me focusing on the road
I nodded my head positively smiling, I wanted to scream “It means don’t worry for the rest of your days” “The lion king, Simba” and start singing the song if possible but I know I can’t because of my inability to speak
That’s very good, when ever you’re feeling sad or unhappy, just keep singing the song in your heart and you will feel better okay!
I nodded my head in agreement
That’s very good, we will soon get to my parents house and you will be staying there for a while until you’re completely healed and able to talk again. Hope you like the idea?
I didn’t say a word as I fiddle with my hands
Don’t worry, my parents are nice people even nicer than I am and they will take good care of you. Wh@ťěver you want, just write it down and it will be taken care of okay, see you’re in safe hands and I must say, you are one lucky girl if you’re actually a good girl though
Amarachi, relax we are almost there, and my parents will be happy to meet you already, he smiled and whistle happily
I didn’t say a thing but just keep wondering if people can actually be this nice to total stranger they have not met before, so why will someone’s own blood be cruël and wîcked towards their own flesh and blood?
I wiped out the tears that have gathered in my eyes as he brought the car to a halt thereby announcing our arrival .
I felt my heart palpitating in high acceleration as he stepped out to open the car door for me, more especially when I saw the parents coming out to welcome us.
TBC