A Thrash becomes tyrant

The impossible

I don't know much about business but I was smart to know which company owns the R&B contract.

As it rained cat and dog, I can't help but think of how I was going to enter the most guarded company in the city.

I curled up in my wet damp coat as I tried to battle to best rain.

It almost looked like the heaven felt I was useless afterall.

I had never seen so humiliated In my entire life. I had given. everything to a family that never loved me.

A wife who thinks I was nothing but a loafer.

As I walked into the rain to find shelter I saw a man wandering aimless in the middle of the road.

A flash headlight shown towards him and I dashed forwards immediately.

Crash!

" Call the ambulance!"

" Call 911."

That was the last thing I heard before I passed out.

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[ PASSED OUT FOR THREE WEEKS ]

I groaned in pains the moment I woke up. The beeping sound of the machine right behind me added to my dull ache.

I held my head like it was going to burst from the pain but then my gaze swept real quick round the room.

" Where am I?" I let out slowly

The room was serene. Beautiful and were arranged.

The curtain added to the gentle dull view and the furnitures were neatly arranged.

Memories of what happend last flooded my head.

I was trying to say a man and the next sound I heard was me taking the hit.

Was I dead?

I was trying to figure it out when the door opened. A young woman with a tray walked in.

Crash!

" He is awake! The man is awake!" she shouted and dashed out of the room.

My gaze went to the crashed tray and the broke cup. I felt a numb thrust at the back of my throat and I immediately wanted some water.

Then, I tried to get off the bed but I couldn't.

My heat raised.

" Am I crippled?" I asked almost with tears tugging at the back of my eyes.

The door opened and a man in white rob walked in.

" Ah! Our young saviour." he said smiling. " We thought you were.."

I snapped my finger immediately.

It was a charisma I didn't know I was having. The door stopped like a puppet being controlled by a puppeteer.

" How long have I been out for?" I asked staring at him

" Three Weeks." he replied

I ran my hand over my hair. It was almost like I was hearing the impossible.

" No way. I was suppose to get the R&B contract. That was my ticket to saving my marriage." I said with tears.

The doctor looked at me perplexed. " Everything is going to be alright, Mr. All I need to do now is check your vitals and make sure you don't have..."

"Don't have what? Tell me doctor, why can't I walk? I can't feel my legs." I said with tears

My heart beat fast and my body shook greatly.

I can't believe I just became another liability right after my family's wife cast me out.

" You need to calm down. We can manage this situation. You took a great blow the moment you jumped into the road to save the old man."

At that moment, tears rolled down my face.

Regret.

Yes, maybe.

I should have turned a blind eyes. Pretended like I never saw him in the middle of the road.

I was fighting my own demon and maybe he was too. I should have mind my business.

[ High pitch Sound ]

The doctor kept talking and talking but then, I was lost in my own thoughts.

Were do I begin from?

Was she going to accept me back now that I was crippled?

What do I tell them?

That I have been gone for three weeks only to come back home a crippled.

I shake my head slightly. This was slowly the end.

" Mr Daniel."

The doctors loud voice and his hands snapped in the air brought me back.

" Can I see the man I had sacrificed all for? Where is he?" I asked

" I am sorry, Mr Daniel but the man couldn't make it. His heart gave out right there in the middle of the road." the doctor said

slowly

I laughed.

This has to be some cruel joke. I gave my all again and yet the man I chose to give it for die.

" So what is going to happen to me?" I asked with my lips curved in anger.

" Well, a good Samaritan saw what happend and decided to help. She made sure to pay the bills and asked that you are to be allowed to go home once you are awake but rest assured you don't need to worry about the bills. She paid it all." the doctor said assuringly

" Do you think I care about that? Do you think I care who the fuck paid the bills? I was supposed too.."

I clenched the bedsheet I laid on. Tears rolling down my eyes.

The doctor stared at me and for a moment I could feel his pity. I don't know if crying makes aan weak but this was not something I had control over.

" I was supposed to get the contract to save my marriage. I.." I gulped again

"Linda must have waited. How do I face her? What do I tell her? That I failed again? That I came back a pathetic loser again? How am I supposed to live when I am being thrown out of the house?"

The doctor kept silent. His gaze filled with unspoken words.

" I am sorry you have to go through all of this, Mr Daniels. But this is out of my hands there is nothing I can do. You will be wheeled out of here in less than an hour. Please get ready to go back home."

" Home?" I said softly feeling the weight of my word.

I knew there was nothing to go back to.

I was lost yet again.