Angel Of Mine – Episode 33

Angel of mine

by Amanda Mofiat

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I loved my sister; I loved Emily more than anything else in this world. The reason why I had tried so many times to make her change and right now I feel as if I had failed her. My heart bleeds for her and I wish there was something that I could do. I used to chat with Jamal and he used to ask about her but he didn’t want to get back with my sister. I mean who would after everything that she had done to Jamal and his family. Oh I wish I had tried harder to make her see how lucky she was to have Jamal in her life. I finally managed to calm her down but I knew this wasn’t over, Emily was breaking down into pieces.

You should have seen how much she lost her weight, it was heartbreaking. I walked out of the room and found my mother smoking outside. I wish she was being more caring towards Emily but she was being ignorant and used to slap her whenever she felt like it. She blamed Emily for her misfortunes but she was the same person who told her to be careful around her mother-in law. She gave her the idea of mistreating Mama Mari. Speaking of Mama Maria, she called everyday asking about Emily. I was proud of her too; she was making it big in the fashion industry.

‘Why are you being too hard on her and you are still smoking?’

‘Ernest if you are here to talk about your sister, just please leave me alone. I have so many things to worry about right now. Your stupid sister made me lose my flight and if that isn’t enough, she tried to ki*ll herself. Jamal has moved on already. Why can’t she do the same?’

‘Maybe it was easy for you to move on when dad passed away but Emily isn’t that strong mother.’

‘Then if she knew how weak she was, why did she treat her badly? Huh, she is stupid Ernest. We should let her die so that we can live peacefully in this world.’

‘Mum that’s your daughter you are talking about.’

‘That girl inside there is the devil’s daughter as everyone calls her.’

‘Mother.’

‘No, Ernest. I have had enough of your sister, I have finally washed my hands and if you still want to get her some help. Please be my guest because to me she is dead,’ she said and started walking.

‘Where are you going?’ I shouted.

‘To book another flight. I am leaving this country and I am not planning on coming back.’

I always knew my mother didn’t care that much about us but wasn’t she supposed to at least stay and take care of my sister. I watched her drive off and honestly thought that she was going to stop and turn back but no, she sped off in high speed. That was my mother that was her character and the reason why I preferred my dad over her. Right now I can tell you that my mother never played the mother figure in my life, but my grandmother did, the woman who gave birth to my father. You see why I loved Mama Maria also? She also acted as my mother and there was never a dull moment with her. I actually missed her a lot but she had promised to come and see me once she lands.

I went back inside and found my sister just staring at the window.

‘Mum?’

‘She is gone.’

‘I am not surprised. She hasn’t liked me for the past few months; she hates me and blames me for everything. She said that I have made her a laughing stock, her friends have been saying bad stuff about me.’

I walked to her and sat on the bed. I didn’t care what they said about her, Emily was still my sister and I was going to get her the help that she needed. I was going to make sure that she was going to survive from this.

‘Don’t you want to leave with me?’

‘Where are we going?’

‘Ghana.’

‘I have nothing left for me here, I have been waiting for Jamal but I don’t think that he will ever want to come back after what I did to him and his mother. I never thought that 1 day I would want to leave this City but I am up to it, I will leave with you,’ she said and I hugged her.

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Maybe leaving this country will be a good start for me. I mean there was nothing left for me. My brother said that we were going to leave after some few weeks and that meant I had more packing to do. I spent the few days left in doors and packing my stuff, I was actually planning on selling some things and my house as well. I wasn’t going to come back. I had finished packing when my phone rang and it was Ernest. With a smile spread across my face, that’s happy I was, I answered the call.

‘Hey lil bro.’

‘Auntie it’s me,’

‘Oh hey.’

That was my brother’s fiancée, we were now getting along very well and she was a good woman.

‘I am sorry to bother you but I desperately need your help. I have just started my menses and right now i need those pads, the ones that I don’t react too. I don’t want to use the cotton, can you help me out?’ she said.

‘It’s okay; I will get them for you.’

I hanged up and quickly rushed out of the house. If she was at home and using Jamal’s phone then that simple meant that Jamal was busy at work, maybe in a surgery. I got into my car and drove off to the nearest shop. You must be surprised why I had suddenly become different, I mean why I had suddenly become a good person and even agreed to go and buy those pads for her. sometimes in life they are some things that just make you feel humbled, pride aside and you suddenly become someone else, that’s what had happened to me and the reason why I had agreed to her request was that despite of everything that I had done to her, she still treated me with so much respect that I wished to turn back the time and be someone else.

I got at the shops and finally paid for what I had bought for her, I had just stepped out of the shop when I bumped into Tiffany.

‘Look who we have here,’ she said to me and my eyes landed on her baby bump.

I didn’t know that she was pregnant and the thought of me being barren quickly strike me in and I felt the sudden pain in my chest. If only I hadn’t looked for those pills, I wasn’t in a mood for a fight and so I just wanted to go to my car when she grabbed my hand.

‘Besty, you don’t say hie anymore?’

‘Tiffany, please,’ I begged with her, ‘I am in no mood to fight with you. I just want to go home and forget that we ever met.’

She was holding me so tightly that I didn’t want to break free from her; I didn’t want to hurt her child.

‘You and I need to have a conversation. Don’t you think so? The restaurant is nearby, ‘she said and led the way.

I didn’t want to run away from her incase she thinks that I was aavoiding her or something, so I followed her, I actually trailed behind. We walked inside the restaurant and she ordered some food for us.

‘Don’t worry, I will pay since you are broke,’ she said to me and I kept quiet, ‘tongue tied.’

I didn’t respond back and so we waited for the waitress to leave before one of us said anything.

‘Why am I here?’ I finally asked.

‘I wanted to see if you are doing okay, I mean we don’t have to be enemies you know. I am expecting and I would want you to be the Godmother of my child,’ she said and I raised my brow in questions, ‘but of cause I am joking my love, I wouldn’t want you near my child. Who knows how many pills you walk around carrying? It feels good to be pregnant and ooops I am forgetting that you will never be able to have children. Shame I feel pity for you love,’ she said and I couldn’t stay there any longer.

I quickly got up and I was walking to the door when Tiffany grabbed my hand again. With so much force I,

‘Let go of me!’ I pushed her and she lost balance.

While slipping and with her tummy she fell down on the floor.

‘My baby,’ she started screaming and I didn’t know what to do.

‘Oh my God!’ I exclaimed when I realized that she was bleeding.

‘What have you done to my baby Emily?’ she asked me while screaming.

I don’t remember how the ambulance got at the hospital but I found myself pacing up and down in my brother’s hospital. I didn’t mean to push her and no one was going to believe that it was an accident. People would think that I had pushed her because of jealousy. How was I going to explain to her husband that it was a mistake? Ernest was the one who called Bradley.

‘How is my wife?’

Speaking of the devil, Bradley just rushed in and I was about to say something when Ernest came in the room.

‘How is she?’ I asked him and he just shook his head sideways.

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Amy