Angel Of Mine Episode 33 – 34

Angel Of Mine

Ins**t 33

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 h-rder 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 hærd 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 kill 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 in,side 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 in,side 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 in,side 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 scre-ming 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 scre-ming.

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.

Episode 34

That was a mistake, I hadn’t meant to push Tiffany and I know no one is going to believe me. I was afraid that something bad might have happened to her, I wasn’t ready to hear what my brother was about to say. He was about to open his mouth when Bradley said,

‘What happened to my wife and the baby? Are they okay?’

I guess he was being impatient and so was I. I had prayed inwardly for nothing bad to happen to Tiffany and the baby. My brother cleared his throat.

‘Your wife lost lot of blood but we managed to save your son.’

‘Oh my God! I have a son and so where is Tiffany?’

‘She is going to be alright,’ my brother finally said and I sighed a relief.

Couldn’t he have said that already, than to keep us waiting? He said that the baby was born prematurely. I was just glad that nothing bad had happened to both of them. I wasn’t ready to see Tiffany and thank goodness, Bradley never asked what had caused his wife to go into an early labor. That meant trouble for me, since I had pushed her by mistake. For years, I thanked the LORD for saving Tiffany and her baby. I left the hospital and had completely forgotten what brought me to her in the first place. Remembering that my brother’s fiancée had asked me to buy some sanitary pads for her, I had to call my brother to buy them.

The next following day I woke up early and cleaned my house. My brother called me asking me if I was going to visit Tiffany. I mean Tiffany and I hadn’t been seeing each other and I doubt if she wanted to see me. I just told my brother that I will see. When he hanged up, I took a bath and had some breakfast. Being alone in the house, it wasn’t that exciting you know. I preferred being around some people since I was trying to heal and had promised my little brother that I wasn’t going to take anymore drugs. I was about to watch my series when my phone rang, I couldn’t recognize the number because it wasn’t saved in my phone. It was a new number,

‘Hello,’ I responded and the other person on the line laughed.

I could easily recognize her voice but what I didn’t get was? Why did she laugh? Wasn’t she supposed to be in bed or something else? Maybe I wanted her to fall in a comma but that would continuously make me the most vicious person is this world and I wanted to be someone better.

‘So you think that you are going to get away with murder?’

‘Tiffany, what do you want?’

You heard that right, it was Tiffany calling me and I had no idea what she was talking about.

‘I want you to be thrown in jail for attempted murder Emily. You almost killed me and my baby. Expect some people at your house.’

Just when she had finished off her sentence, someone knocked at my door and instantly my heart started pounding really fast. Could it be that Tiffany was telling the truth? Right at that moment I had so many questions running through my head. I was still on the phone with Tiffany.

‘That must be them, I didn’t expect them to be that fast.’

‘What did you do Tiffany?’ I asked her shaking like a leaf.

Whatever she had done, I didn’t want to go to prison.

‘You should go and open the door. You will find out on your own. Ciao,’ with that said she hanged up and these people at the door wouldn’t stop banging it.

Not knowing what I had done and what Tiffany had said to these people, I slowly walked to the door, no actually I dragged myself to the door. If I was another person, I would have found another way of sneaking out of the house without being seen but that would definitely make me a number 1 suspect. I placed my phone in my pocket and opened the door. At the door stood two men, the other one dressed in a police uniform and the other one in civil.

‘Are you Emily?’

‘Y y yes,’ I stammered.

‘Could you come with us to the police station?’

I didn’t disagree nor did I ask them why they were taking me there but I just complied. Trust me I have never been that scared my entire life, I was literally shaking and I didn’t want to spend the night at the prison. We arrived at the police station and I was asked some few questions. Apparently Tiffany had told the detective that I pushed her, that I did it on purpose. You know what he said, that I was jealous of her and had tried to kill her. Why would I do such a thing? Yes Tiffany and I had some differences but I would have never wanted to hurt her and her unborn child. If only the people at the restaurant were here, if only they had seen everything but then it was my word against hers. There was no camera at the restaurant, I spent the night being interrogated as they told me to confess to my sins. I wasn’t allowed to place a call, I was denied to have my lawyer present. I didn’t know if these people were paid but I think that was the case, Tiffany might have paid them or something.

I was beaten, I was made to confess to something that I didn’t do. Was this my punishment for mistreating my mother-in law? Then I was sorry, I was sorry that I treated her badly, that I didn’t show her any respect, that I used to shout at her. If only I could turn back the time, I could do things differently but then it was too late for me to make amends. I wasn’t allowed to call my brother and I spent a week at that filthy place, not eating anything. The next following day I was called while I had been sitting on the floor with the other women. Someone had come for me, I was released and saw my brother waiting for me by the reception, I couldn’t walk properly because my leg was swollen.

‘Oh my God!’ my brother exclaimed when he saw me.

I just hugged him and broke down. He promised to make them pay for physically and emotionally hurting me. He took me to his car and drove us home, at his house where upon arrival, he began to treat my wounds. The same night, I couldn’t sleep as I kept on tossing and turning on the bed, sometimes waking up scre-ming. I could feel the pain on my back where they used to beat me up. If Tiffany wanted a revenge then she actually got it because I was left traumatized by the wh0le experience. My brother tried to let me talk about what happened in,side that place but I wasn’t ready to talk about it until he stopped,

‘I am worried about you Emily,’ he said to me that afternoon.

‘You don’t have to worry about me Ernest, I will be fine,’ I replied.

I knew he was still going to worry about me. Tell me if it wasn’t for him taking care of me then what would have happened to me? Earnest is all that I had and his presence in my life, I really appreciated it. My mother since she went back, she hadn’t been talking to me and the only person who never judged me right now was my brother. So Ernest said that it was time for me to move on and decided that we should all move to Ghana. He was going to come back with his fiancée but I don’t think that I still wanted to stay in Zimbabwe after losing everything that I valued the most, I wanted to be far away from everyone that I had hurt and those that had hurt me.

We left for Ghana two weeks after I had completely healed. Arriving there, it was just weird being in another country but I wanted to enjoy the new experience. After settling in Ghana and my brother had bought an apartment for me. Trust me I was very grateful for what he had done for me. I mean he did such an incredible job by helping me with capital and starting over.

Let’s fast forward things and so it had been 9 months I had been staying in Ghana and I must say things were just moving on well for me. I had started my own business and so my brother had went back to Zimbabwe and they used to visit me. I hadn’t forgotten all about Jamal. Like I said it before, it was hærd for me to forget about him after all we have been though together. Anyway I hadn’t been communicating with my mother. I just heard from my brother that she was doing well and she didn’t even bother to check up on me and so did I. I think I was just better off without her since my life was getting better. I had made some few friends in Ghana and I must say that they were good people.

‘Emily,’ I knew that voice.

The way she just called my name was different and she never knocked. She just opened the door and walked in,side my room.

‘Do you ever knock?’ I asked her with a smile spread across my face.

I was from bathing and really wanted to rest after the short bath.

‘I am going to a party and so I don’t have a plus 1.’

‘So you want me to go with you?’

‘I would really love that,’ I said to her.

Well a party won’t kill right? After all it was Saturday night and I could really use some outing. I agreed to go with Amaka since she didn’t have anyone to go with. She just told me that one of her friends from work had invited her to a birthday party. She didn’t give me the full details and I never asked much. So we left my house in my car and drove to the place where the party was being held at. We arrived there and they were a lot of people, some of them I could easily recognize. We walked in,side the big mansion and everything in,side the house was just neatly decorated.

‘So who is the birthday girl?’ I asked Amaka and her friend who had welcomed us when we arrived.

‘There she is and her fiancée,’ she said pointing.

When my eyes landed on them, for a minute my heart stopped beating. I was out of words, tongue tied and I didn’t know what to do. It was Jamal and he was holding her hand. Was Jamal cheating on me with her when we were still married? Those type of questions ran through my mind and I could feel the tears on my cheeks.

‘Emily, are you okay?’ asked Amaka.

I couldn’t respond to her but was about to rush out of the place when I tripped and fell. There was silence in the room as everyone stared at me.

‘Are you okay?’

I looked up and saw her. It was the same woman I had been afraid that my husband would end up marrying. It was Angela, she took my Jamal.

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Amy