Chapter 45: AWAKE

I took her back to those few days when she was out of the real world, as she only existed in her own world, which seems to be crumbling.

“I thought you said you wanted to show me something?”

“Yes, look!” I let her see the doctors and nurses trying to keep her alive. I also showed her how Xender has struggled to make sure she is alive.

“Why are you showing me all of this?” She asked.

“Because it seems to you that there is nothing left out here for you, but you still have a lot of things waiting for you out here. They are also people who are struggling and doing their best to see you okay and fine.”

“I appreciate their efforts, but I never asked them to do those things for me." Her voice came out cold and with no emotion. She was letting fear take control of her.

“You don't understand what you are going to lose if you decide to end it here.”

“What am I going to lose exactly because I have lost everything?”

“That's not true; that is what the person who did this to you wants you to think. Have you ever asked yourself who will make those people get the punishment they deserve?

You have reasons to come back and set things right.”

“Set things right; what on earth am I setting right!? I know you are saying this for your own fucking benefits.”

“That is true; I'm saying this because I want to live. I have a home to save, and you dying is the same thing as me dying.

Can't you just find something that will make you keep going? I'm sure there is something.” 

“Just go away and don't ever come find me again.” She said that and turned to leave.

“Then you leave me no choice.” I walked up to her and dragged her by the hand as I took her back to the night her parents were killed.

I never wanted to do this; I never wanted to reopen her already bleeding heart, but this might get the anger that I'm looking for going.

“Why are we at my house?” She asked, her eyes showing how confused she was. Just then the doorbell rang, and her father was seen rushing out to go open the door.

If only he knew that his life was about to change for the worst, maybe he wouldn't have opened that door at that moment.

I let her watch the scene I saw from reading that stupid guy's mind. While she was still stuck in her strongly built walls, I was busy gathering and exploring the world of humans. That was how I came across that idiot who pushed her off the cliff.

“Make it stop! I said, Make it stop!!” She screamed as she watched her parents on the floor in the pull of their own blood.

“Do you actually think that the person who did this to you cared? He is living the best of life, and he doesn't give a fuck. He killed your parents and then you and your baby, but yet he is having a drink while having a hot bath.

And guess what? Your best friend is busy buying the latest design after she was involved in your death.” I just wanted to anger her, and I knew my words alone wouldn't do such, so I kept showing her some memories that would trigger that anger, and it was working.

“How dare they mess up my life and feel so happy about it? I'm going to make them pay; I will make them regret the day they ever met me. "Take me out of here, now!""

A smile crept into my face. That's the energy I'm looking for.

Xender's POV

“Is it necessary that I do this? Can't you convince dad to leave me out of this race?”

"Sorry, Xender, but the old man wants this, so do it; besides, it's just a race.” Emily said before toasting the helmet that she was holding to me.

“But what difference does it make if I'm out there or not?”

“It will make a lot of difference since we are not only advertising the new power bike, we are also advertising you as well.” Emily's words left me confused.

“What do you mean by that?”

“I think dad is planning on setting you up with someone since you obviously don't want to date, so embrace yourself in getting yourself a girlfriend or even fiancee.” Emily said this before winking at me. She wore her helmet before she took her bike and started heading out.

I knew my dad was up to something. I have made it clear that I want everyone to stay away from my love life. I don't want my dad setting me up on a blind date like I'm some child.

I heard the coach calling out every participant in the race to start coming out since the race is starting in less than fifteen minutes. I took a deep breath before wearing my helmet as I joined the others.

I looked around the cloud gathered to watch the race and saw my parents among them. I stared at my dad for a while before looking away and trying to focus on what the coach was saying.

I hopped on my bike as I kicked the engine on. Let's get this over with. These brought back old memories. But those were when I let my dad control what happened in my life.

“Make sure you win, or you are getting married by next month!” Emily said to me:.

“We will see about that,” I replied to her as the race was called on. We all took our bikes to the field as the race began.

Mike’s POV

“The patient in ward five, have you taken her record this morning?”

“Yes sir”

“How is she holding up?”

“She is stable for now. I will keep close eyes on her and inform you if I notice any change.”

“Good. My next surgery is about two hours from now. I want you to go help prepare the surgery room before then.

“Okay sir” 

I took a deep breath once I was alone. I haven't slept well in days. My body is beginning to tell me how exhausted it is. I closed my eyes to try to get some sleep within the two hours I have before the surgery on the little girl with heart failure.

The sound of someone pushing my office door open had me startled. I looked up to find Ruth, the young lady who got transferred to my hospital about a week ago, standing at my door as she struggled to steady her breath.

“Sir, we have a problem.” 

“Can you be more specific?”

“The patient, the one on the nineth floor, has gone missing." She said. She was still struggling to steady her breath.

“I don't understand; the nineth floor is a private ward. I only have one patient there, and she is in a coma." I said to her, trying to make sure she understood what she was saying.

“I know, sir, I was appointed to clean the room this morning, but the room was empty.” I quickly rushed out of my room as I took an elevator to the ninth floor.

My heart was pounding so fast that I could hear it so close to my ears. I rushed to Alda's ward and found the room empty. She took out both her oxygen and all the medical cables that were on her. What happened? Was she kidnapped? What if someone took her? I heard a million questions in my mind as I ran to the CCTV footage room.

“Show me the footage of the patient on the ninth floor, now!”

“Yes sir” 

I watched as the footage was played. She wasn't kidnapped or abducted; she actually left the room by herself. She has regained consciousness, but where is she going? She entered the elevator and clicked on the last floor of the building.

“Sir, I think you might want to see this,” Ruth said, pointing at something on the computer screen. It was Alda; she was on the rooftop, and she was standing so close to the edge.

“Oh my God!!. How on earth did you not see her go up there!!?” I screamed at the operator, who looked so lost. 

“If anything happens to her, consider yourself fired; you were supposed to alert the securities if only you were doing your job. God knows how long she went up there.” 

I quickly rushed towards the elevator as I headed for the rooftop. I dialled Xender’s number, but he wasn't picking up.

Please, Alda, don't do something stupid, please. Come on, Xender, pick up your calls.

Alda's POV

I could see the whole city from here. Siofra was right; we all live in our own world. Just because my world is crumbling doesn't mean it's the same with others. Even if I die right here and right now, nothing will change.

People will only stare at me with pity in their eyes, and with time, I will be forgotten. I died once, and I miraculously came back to life. I thought everything was a dream until I woke up in the hospital bed, only to find Siofra besides me.

She was real; it wasn't a dream. I woke up from the dead; it also wasn't a dream.

“Fine, I will live; I will help you get back home, but you have to keep to your promise. I just want to make them pay for ruining my life.”

“I'm glad you made this decision. Welcome back, Alda,” she said as she stood besides me.

“No, you are wrong; Alda is dead. She was killed about two weeks ago. This Alda here is different; I am no longer the nice Alda. I got a second chance, and I'm not going to waste it being nice.

It is not everyone who gets a second chance—a chance to be reborn. I am so going to drag Seth to the same hell he dragged me to.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“It's simple; I have you by my side. Everything will be so simple.”

“Alda, you are dead,” Siofra said, and I smiled.

“I know, but thanks to you, I am here again.”

"No, Alda, I meant you are dead; people think you are dead. The police are searching every hospital looking for a corpse that has the same DNA as you.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Maybe he can explain better,” she said, pointing at someone behind me. I turned to find Mike standing at the door that led me up here.

What on earth happened in my absence?