Short Stories

The destined love

*THE DESTINED LOVE*
*(Sarah My Love)*
*WRITTEN BY:*
*Author George Haman*
(🔞This story Contains Adult Content (AC), Strong Graphic Language (SGL) which might be disturbing to minors and in some parts Graphic Violence (GV). Reader’s discretion is advised. Suitable for persons 18 years and above.🔞)
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I woke up early as usual; I had a seven o’clock lecture. I took a cold shower, wore my favorite clothes and was ready to start the day. It was a glorious Friday morning; the sun was penetrating its golden rays like a million arrows shot by a million warriors. I used to stay around the campus hence I would walk from my rented house to class and back to my room after school.
As I walked to school for the morning lecture, I accidentally stepped on a stone and fell into a pool of dirty water. Behind me there was a beautiful lady walking towards the campus as well, she saw what had happened and while everyone else was laughing at me; she was kind enough to come and help me get up. In the pool of water there was a sharp stone, I knocked my knee on the stone and it cut through my trouser to my knee.
“Hi, my name is Sarah.” The lady said.
“Hey Sarah, I am Haman.” I replied trying to hide my pain.
“Haman, are you hurt?” She asked.
“I will be fine Sarah, thank you for helping me.” I replied trying to stand on my own.
I tried to take a step and go back to my room to change but the pain from my knee was too much, I almost went crushing down again were it not for Sarah. She grabbed me before I fell. She helped me to slowly lie on the ground then she saw the blood oozing from my knee. I was wearing a designer shirt and a white vest in,side, she removed my shirt then using a pair of scissors she cut open my trouser around the knee. The trouser had already been torn by the stone hence she cut it open so as to have a better view of the bleeding wound.
She wiped off the knee with my shirt then took out a container with a liquid labeled surgery spirit. She poured some on my knee, I felt as if the knee was on fire. She then took her neck scurf and tied it around my knee. Sarah then helped me get up slowly and by this time, everyone who was laughing was now sympathizing with me.
“Where do you live?” Sarah asked.
“I live across the streets.” I replied.
“You need some rest; I will help you get to your house.” She said.
“Hi, I am Brenda; I will help you take him to his place.” A lady from the crowd said.
The two held my both hands and supported me with their shoulders. The hurt leg could not stretch hence I had to hop on one leg. I had left my house in a mess since I was in a hurry to go for my lecture, I did not want the ladies to see how disorg-nized the house was.
“Thank you ladies for the help but I got it from here, am sorry I made you late for class.” I said after we got to the door.
“You are welcome, I wish you quick recovery. I wish I had free time to help you around but I have a class that I cannot miss; if I miss I will be discontinued from the semester.” Brenda said and left.
Sarah then stared at me; she was observing something in my eyes.
“Haman, I am a psychology student, I can tell when you are lying.” Sarah said still staring at me.
“What do you mean Sarah?” I asked innocently.
“You are wondering where to start, you can barely walk, how will you manage it on your own?” She asked.
“Okay Sarah, you got me. The thing is I don’t like being a burden to others.” I replied.
“Did you hear me complain to you that you are a burden?” She asked.
“No ma’am, my apologies.” I replied feeling shy.
“Apologies accepted. Give me the keys please.” Sarah said stretching her arm towards me.
I took out the keys from my pocket and handed them over to her. She unlocked the door and helped me get into the house.
“Oh! I now see why you wanted us gone.” Sarah said looking around the room, she was smiling.
I smiled back but did not answer her question. She helped me lie on the bed then collected the clothes lying on the floor and placed them in a bucket.
“Haman, I want you to change into clean clothes.” Sarah said.
“Don’t you have a class Sarah?” I asked, trying to divert the conversation.
“I do, but it is not an important one since it is a repetition of last week’s lecture. If you don’t mind, I need you to change those clothes.” She replied.
“Get me the brown short and blue T-shirt in my suitcase.” I said.
Sarah opened the suitcase and took out the clothes I had asked her to. She then untied the scarf on my knee slowly so as not to hurt my wound. The knee had stopped bleeding but still it was hurting.
“It has stopped bleeding; I will need to wash it though.” Sarah said looking at the wound.
“Turn around; I cannot undress when you are staring at me.” I said.
Sarah smiled and then walked out of the room and went to the kitchen. My room was a bedsitter but it had a kitchen and the washroom as separate rooms. All the three rooms had doors each; Sarah closed the door to the main room and said;
“Tell me when you are done changing; I will be in the kitchen warming some water to clean your knee.”
“About that, all the dishes are soiled and the Jug water heater broke down last week.” I replied.
“That is not a problem Haman that is why I decided to stay.” She said.
I removed the dirty clothes, threw them into the dustbin then tried to stand on my own; I needed to get some painkillers. I managed to stand but the hurt leg could not support the weight of my body so I had to hop all the way to the table where the pills were.
“Haman, what is going on in there? What is that noise coming from the room you are?” Sarah asked.
“It is nothing Sarah; I was throwing the dirty clothes into the bin.” I replied.
“I told you never to lie to me Haman, I am here to help.” Sarah said opening the door.
“I know you are here to help Sarah but the leg is just hurt and not broken. I cannot stay in bed and watch you do everything for me.” I replied.
“I am willing to do everything for you Ham; you need to get some rest.” She said smiling at me.
“Sarah, why are you being so nice to me?” I asked her.
“A year ago, I fell and twisted my right arm. I could barely hold a spoon with it; I had to use my left hand. All my friends became busy all of a sudden, just to avoid doing my chores for me. I was staying alone so my house was really a mess, actually messier than yours was, I felt like the end of the world for me. After three days, a friend called Cate gave me a surprise visit. She found the house looking like a cowshed; I could not clean up the house with my left arm. She asked me why I was staying in a messy house yet I would have called her for help, I told her that I was worried she would turn out to be busy like the rest of my friends. Cate cleaned everything and looked after me until my arm was healed then she went back to her place. Ever since that day, I learnt the importance of having someone whom you can count on even in your time of need. Ham, I am here because you need help and I am available to help you so please let me help you. You are a nice guy dear.” Sarah said.
I slowly turned and hopped on one leg back to the bed. Sarah then came with some warm water, poured some disinfectant into it then carefully cleaned up my wound. She then took out some money from her bag and walked out of the room. Few minutes later, she came back with a roll of bandage. She tied my wound with it then went back to the kitchen to finish washing the dishes.
Sarah washed the dishes then mopped the house. After she was done, she took the bucket with dirty clothes and went to do laundry. I was amazed by the kindness of her heart; in my life I had never seen such a caring person.
“Sarah, in here I will get bored, can I at least come and sit next to you as you do laundry please?” I asked.
She looked at me then took a plastic seat and placed it next to the bathroom’s door. She then helped me walk towards it and sit. She started washing the clothes as we got to know each other more. After she was done doing everything, she decided to leave and go back to her place but she promised to come and check on me later in the day since she lived just a few meters away from my apartment. She left and I slept, I was later woken up by a knock at the door. I went to check out who was knocking and there she was, carrying a bag on her back.
“Hey beautiful, where to?” I asked.
“I have decided to come and spend the night here just in case you needed help at night.” She said.
“Sarah, you are an amazing lady, one in a million. I liked you the very first time I set my eyes on you but I felt you were way out of my league so I never told you that I liked you.” I said to her.
“Ham, I have to confess, I always admired you in school, the way you carry yourself, the way you handle things, you are really a gentleman. I am here because I like you and I loved your company.” Sarah said smiling.
I never saw that coming, I started shying off. Sarah held my arm and we walked back to the house. She placed the bag on the bed, took out her towel and went to the shower. I was left lying on the bed fantasizing with her, she was really beautiful. Short and of dark complexion, ever wearing a beautiful smile. After she had her shower, she dressed up and we started watching a movie.
Night was falling so she went to buy ingredients to prepare dinner; the grocery store was just a few steps away from the apartment. Sarah started to prepare dinner as I sat on the bed watching her, by now the pain had subsided after taking the painkillers.
I could walk but limping. I slowly got off bed and leaped towards her; I then stood behind her and put my arms around her wa-ist. She slowly turned and stared at me, we stared at each other for a while then I stole a k-ss, to my surprise Sarah k-ssed me back.
“I love you Sarah.” I whispered.
“I love you too Ahmed.” Sarah replied.
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*THE END *
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