When The Tide Of The Heart Changes

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Episode 12

HEART AND WRATH

An alien scare surged through Johnny as he gazed at the phone in his hand.

A text message displayed boldly on the screen with the glowing screen casting a silvery ray on his face.

“So you have found yourself some cheap w—e to mingle with just barely 2weeks you dumped me, my eyes are on you and that b—–d called Yvonne, i know she is in your house now… You broke my HEART, now get ready for my WRATH ”

Johnny’s heart trembled as his gazed transcends beyond the phone and yonder.

“How did this girl know Yvonne is here with me?

Why cant this girl just leave me alone, why must Onyinye always disturb my life” Johnny gave out a loud sigh.

“What is it baby, you look worried” Yvonne whispered into his ears clasping him in her arms from behind with her face tilted beside his face.

The softness of her body on his back and her hands wrapped around him stopping at his chest gave him a soothing feeling.

“Its nothing my love” He whispered back forcing out a weak smile as her lips met his and it seemed all his mind was cleared.


The sudden ring of her phone jolted Yvonne back to the conscious world, her gaze turned to the blackberry passport beside her vibrating and at the same time Dorrobucci by melvin crew blaring through the tiny speakers and an unknown number displaying on the screen.

She was in Johnny’s bed waiting for his return before she fell involuntarily into this interrupted nap.

“Yeah…who is this?” She announced on pressing the answer button.

“Is this Miss Yvonne?” A strong calm baritone voice announced from the other end of the phone.

“Yes this is Yvonne, who is this?”

“This is Doctor frank from the Opus Dei Hospital, please do you know one mr John Williams?

Yvonne’s heart began to race hard and fast, blood clustering around her veins and arteries.

“Why is a doctor calling asking if i know Johnny?”

“Is it that he had a car crash on his way to the office”?

Yvonne’s heart skipped a beat as this questions surged through her in a little more than a millisecond.

“Yes i know him, he is my boy friend” She managed to reply with trembling voice and sweats running down her face.

“Alright…mr Johnny was shot this afternoon. Can you ple…….”

“What?….., shot?” Yvonne’s shrieking voice interrupted the doctor.

“where? who? how? is he ok? where is he? ” a thousand and one questions escaped her mouth throwing the doctor into what the catholics call Magna silencia.

“Calm down madam, he is ok. please can you please come over to Opus Dei hospital in Area”

” i know where it is” Yvonne blurted out interrupting the doctor again before he could say out ‘area ten’ she cut the line dead as she sprang out of bed dashing straight to the ward rope to put on something.

“Hassan!!! Open the gate!!!” she yelled at the hausa man who was the gate man.

before hassan could get both of the gates open she was already steering her silvery-ash infinity jeep towards the gate.

“Any flovlem (problem) madam, am i fine? Hassan who was standing by the gate as the jeep reflecting the yellowish gold rays of the sun slowly wheeled by, asked in his heavy hausa accent, getting only a confused look from her to manage as a reply.

Yvonne zoomed into the compound of Opus Dei Hospital with jet speed to the surprise of the security man at the gate who was busy dozing off in the name of working.

The car barely halted to stop before she jumped out rushing into the hospital asking about Dr frank.

she was directed by a nurse to doctor frank as she was faced by a young doctor, tall but would be passed as short compared to johnny, he was calm and professional.

Dr frank took her to Johnny’s room in the private ward.

She followed him with trembling fingers and held breathe as the doctor pushed open the door of the room with the number 234 engraved into it.

Yvonne was met with a picture of a lifeless Johnny, his tall frame stretched out in the hospital bed, a white sheet covering him up to waist level and this bare chest wrapped in a white bandage with a little trace of blood.


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