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8. Reoccuring Dream

Reining my consciousness, I can feel that my body is so exhausted, my throat felt so dry, I can smell the strong scent of alcohol. Opening my eyes all I could see is white, instinctively, I reached my womb, feeling relief that I could feel my baby faintly moving.

Then the doctor came with the nurse as if they knew that I am awake.

“Ms. Cory, you fainted when you were working luckily your co workers rushed you here” the doctor announced with a rehearsed tone, not even looking at me, only on his clip board, with the nurse checking my pulse.

“How’s my baby, my baby is alright right doc?” I asked anxiousness in my voice. The doctor didn’t say anything, but I could feel in the atmosphere that something is not right; I could see that she keeps on shrugging her head, while reading her clipboard.

“I’m sorry Ms. Cory, but the baby is dead due to lack of vitamins, adding the fact that you are overworking yourself too much, I am not saying that it’s your fault but the baby, the baby didn’t make it.”

“No, no, that’s not true; I can still feel my baby move in my womb!” I tried to argue, while touching my womb, there it is, I know that my baby is alive.

“I’m sorry Ms, but we need to do an immediate surgery to remove the dead baby in your womb or else you will also die of infection”

“Please, no, my baby is not dead!” pleading, tears streaming down my face, voice trembling so are my hands, looking at the doctor, but the doctor averted her eyes,

With a deep sigh “Ms, I am truly sorry for you and your baby, but we can’t do anything really, I, I’ll give you a moment to yourself and we will come back later on okay?” the doctor then left, with the nurse closing the curtains as she left with the doctor.

Not knowing what to do, I just cried and cried while holding my womb, my baby, why? Why did you have to be conceived by someone as impotent as I am? I’m so sorry, for failing you. Please, please if someone is listening, please save my baby, I can give you anything, my body, my soul. I don’t give a dam care, just please save my baby, pleading to anyone out there, May it be a god or a demon, nor a creature of the dark

“Even your soul you say?” a voice suddenly appeared, startling me, on that moment did I noticed a woman standing at the foot of my hospital bed standing crossed arms with a smug smile on her face. Seeing the woman one can feel a strange aura surrounding her.

“I was casually walking then I heard a desperate cry, are you the desperate one?” the woman asked with a mischievous smile. Not caring about the strange setting I immediately answered.

“Yes, yes it was I that called to anyone, please my baby, the doctor said that my baby is dead, but, I can feel her, I can feel my baby, she is alive, please, do something.” Asking with a pleading tone. She then slowly walked towards me, each of her steps made me felt cold, then she touched my womb and I can feel some sort of strange energy running through her hand.

With a discerning face she commented “Mm, I can feel your baby, it is faint but there is still a glimpse of hope” she conducted, there is some kind of confidence in her voice

“Then can you do something?” hope in my voice, looking at her pleadingly.

“I can do something but, it will cost you?” she said while looking at her nails, sitting at my right side of my bed

“I don’t care, please I’ll pay how much you want, I’ll work my ass off, just please save my baby”

The woman smirked and said “money is not the payment, darling” with a scuff.

“Then I can give you anything, I promise you.”

“Anything you say, huh, are you not going to ask who am I to offer you something impossible?”

“I don’t really care about that matter right know, I believe that we live in a vast universe, and all I could see right now is an individual who is willing to hear my please.”

The woman is clearly amused by my declaration of belief and my love to my baby. The woman then held my womb and whispered things, things that I can’t comprehend. A moment of silence, then I felt my baby kick, she’s alive!

I was overjoyed holding my womb, failing to notice that the woman already left. I just noticed it later on when I heard someone in my head. Remember little one, the payment of your wish.

Right after the woman disappeared, the doctor entered the room.

“I hope that you have decided what to do Ms. Cory…” but was cut short when she noticed that a face was plastered at my smile while holding my womb.

“My baby is not dead doc” The doctor just shrugged not believing me

“Cory” the doctor don’t really believe me.

Trying to defend myself “I am not delusional or lying, feel it for yourself “pointing at my womb.

Acting like she believes me checked my womb, and was stunned that there really is a heartbeat.

Disbelief written in her face “I, that’s impossible, when you came in I already checked the baby and used an ultrasound to check the babies state”

With a last victory smile “And yet here it is, my baby is alive, I told you doc, she is alive”

“O ok, but for now for a better diagnostics I need you and the baby to be subjected to some test okay?”

“Yes doc” The doctor was truly surprised when she heard a heart beat in Cory’s womb, when Cory was brought in, she firstly checked the baby’s state and was pretty sure that it was dead, or maybe she just miss diagnosed it, She just let it slide, thinking no more, the important thing is that Cory and her baby is well.

After being confined in the hospital for a week, I have no money to pay the fee, so I pleaded to the cashier and promise to pay back and left my ring, I must be lucky that the cashier let it slide. I went back to my workplace, planning to ask by boss an advance pay, to pay for the hospital fees.

Knocking at my boss office door, I can hear him talking to someone at the phone, shouted for me to come in, and then I saw him end the call.

“Yes” he asked roaming his eyes at me

“Sir, can I have an advance pay please? I just need it to pay for my hospital fee” I asked

“Huh!” he stood up, then walked towards me, “Cory, this is not a charity, no work no pay” he said with a hint of arrogance in his voice, and his face plastered with a smirk.

“But, I’ve been working overtime, before the incident?” I argued

“Oh! That? I used it to repair the broken glass, which you caused when you fainted” he answered not bothering to sound so convincing

“Unless, you need money right?” he asked while slowly walking towards me, I don’t like the aura of this place, “Then, all you should do is to sleep with me” he suggested, his face uncomfortably close.

With regain strength, I pushed him hard, resulting to him stumbling in his desk.

“f**k, disgusting piece of s**t, no! I’d better sell my soul than to sleep with a fat, smelly, disgusting man as you!” I shouted with venom and disgust in my voice, I am done begging, if they won’t give me what I want then I won’t beg, I’ll try and find a new way

“You! In the first place you shouldn’t have got pregnant at the young age, you should have just abort that unholy baby without a father! Such a slut” he shouted while struggling to stand his fat ass up.

My mind went blank, my eyes saw blood, I stood up and walked towards him, he thought that i will give him a hand, but he thought wrong. With my hand I gripped his throat and lift him with an extraordinary strength. He was startled and tried to get rid of my grip, but I was undeniably stronger than him

All my eyes could see is him and all the things he has done, not only to me but to every single woman in this cafe. I can see it in his eyes, his sins. All of it, it’s disgusting, dreadful and disturbing.

He is a s****l predator, that needs to be stopped, a man who thinks that he can do whatever he wants to any woman, abusing his wife and kids, participating I illegal gambling, human trafficking, all his sins, he must suffer, he deserve to die, and suffer underground.

He tried to escape from my grasp, but I didn’t let him escape, deepening my grip to him, lifting him and pushing him in the wall, I saw a pair of scissors, took it, ripped his pants off cut his precious and shove it on his mouth.

The ground opened and a blazing fire erupted, the fire acting as if trying to escape, I threw him in the fire and the ground closed eating him alive.

After the event, It felt good, like real good, it feels like I was rejuvenated I didn’t feel any fear or pity. Instead I felt so satisfied and wanted more. I didn’t bother to question what happen and I don’t feel the need to understand what is happening. What matter the most is that now, I have the power to protect my baby. Deep in my thought, maybe this is the price for my prayer. Later on while sitting inside the office, I realized the need to change is inevitable.

It’s time for me to stand my ground and fight for me and for my baby, no more tears and no more bowing to people, no more begging, no more looking down.

It’s time to let go.