Opening my eye, I can see the person’s head shining, reflecting the white bulb in the anatomy lab. Temmy had old school hair style just like me, where the hell did his hair go. I checked the face properly and discovered it’s not my home boy.
Me: this is not Temmy, he has old school.
Doctor: This is not your friend?
Me: positive, he left home this morning wearing a native dress, green colour Ankara to be precise.
Doctor: Your own friend has old school and he’s wearing Ankara? (He asked with a confused face)
Me: Yeah, he’s supposed to be with a lady.
Doctor: Oh! Your friend is alive, only sustained a minor injury on one of his legs and the lady is perfectly fine. Go and check the emergency ward, he’s there.
Hearing this made me feel imaginary cold water poured on my body and I don’t know when I screamed “thank you Jesus!” while rushing out of the anatomy lab.
Janet: What’s it?
Me: Temmy and Rachael are fine. They are not here.
Janet: so where are they?
Nurse: You guys can follow me; I’ll take you to them.
Moving towards the emergency ward, I started to reflect on what just happened. I never knew I love Temmy this much. Dude has been my twin brother from another mother since. Come to think of it, there are many destinies lying there unfulfilled. The thought that we are all going to be like that one day made me to think about my life. I’m not even sure of my Christianity, if I die, will I make heaven. And to think I just came from almost committing fornication (done in my heart already) means if I die now, hmm. God should just have mercy. I’m going to have to think my life through again.
Entering the emergency ward, I can see Temmy lying down resting his head on the elevated side of the hospital bed with Rachael sitting by his side.
Me: How were you allowed into the male ward, even if it’s emergency?
Rachael: Oh Will! (She stood up and hugged me)
Me: How are you now?
Rachael: I’m fine dear
Temmy: You no go release my babe from that hug? (We all laughed as we separated and Rachael meets with Janet and they hugged)
Me: Thank Your God you are not dead. We were told you are dead. Menh I would have kill you. (we all laughed again). How are you bro?
Temmy: I’m fine (he stood up from lying position to sit down) The nurse said I;m good to go but will need the doctors clearance.
Me: What about the bills?
Temmy: That’s true, let’s ask the nurse. Excuse me (waiving at the passing nurse). Thanks for the other time.
Nurse 2: You are welcome
Temmy: Please how do I get our bill and where to pay?
Nurse 2: That’s being taken care of
Temmy: By who?
Nurse 2: The lady that hit you guys
Temmy: But the driver is a guy and he seems to be alone in the car. I remember that at least before I passed out.
Rachael: You are right, it was a guy. But I saw him arguing with a lady over there the other time.
Nurse 2: The lady owns the car, I think the guy borrowed it. She asked me to call her when you are discharged.
Temmy: can you give me her number?
Nurse 2: Yes I can. But you guys (pointing to Janet and I) needs to leave now. You can’t be here at this hour of the day.
Doctor: (Speaking from the nurse’s back) They all can leave. Doctor is around so I’ll take my leave too. (Facing us) You guys should wait for me outside, I’ll take you to your hostel.
The nurse then dial the lady’s number and they spoke a little while before handling the phone to Temmy, who spoke for some minutes.
Temmy: She said she’ll come to our hostel tomorrow.
We all left the hospital with the doctor taking us directly to our hostel, the four of us in our small room. We chatted through the night as Racheal and Temmy narrates their ordeal as the accident is concern. They all slept on our four and a half inches bed while I used the opportunity to check and recheck my introductory chapter. After re-writing for the third time, I decided not to check again as I’m sure I’ll see another error. Confirming the next day as a public holiday, I wish this man did not asked me to submit, I would have sleep and wake up so late.
Lying on the rug using my hunch bag as pillow trying to get some sleep, and the pictures of what transpired between Janet and I replayed. “I’m I in love with her? It’s obvious she likes me and I felt I’m already reciprocating. I’ll ask her out the next opportunity I have”. As I was thinking about this, the light was brought and I decided to put on the Westlife mp3. As I was about to lie back down, I heard Janet’s voice.
Janet: You and Westlife
Me: You’ve not been sleeping or I woke you up with the sound?
Janet: No, I’ve been watching you since.
Me: Hmm, you can sleep now as I am about to sleep too.
Janet: Are you sure?
Me: Yeah, that’s the work of the Westlife I put on.
Janet: Hmm, can I come and join you on the rug?
Me: Believe me I’m only managing here. Enjoy your sleep, good night.
Janet: I’m coming regardless.
She left where she was sleeping carrying the pillow and lie right beside me, facing the ceiling just like I did. She turned and stretched my left arm, placing her head on my chest. I seriously hope she wasn’t planning to sleep this way because I can’t sleep facing the ceiling, though I love the fact she’s in my arms.
Me: About what happened earlier, I’ll love to . . .
Janet: We’ll talk about it tomorrow. I just want be like this tonight.