The Bath

Pangs of Death.

NATHANIEL'S POV

After different facts brought out and my lawyer trying all it was he could do, I was imprisoned for a year and expelled out of school, since then was the last time I saw my parents, the day of the final verdict by the judge.

A YEAR EARLIER

NATHANIEL'S POV

I just wish they could all forget that she requested for the drugs and I warned her to go to a professional doctor to get the foetus out of her, I was so sure I wasn't responsible for the pregnancy and it was her real boyfriend but because we made out a lot as lovers turned f**k buddies, she said it was me. I wish they could just sentence me to life imprisonment because my life is wasted already, I am expelled, my parents would be so disappointed in me, they would forsake me and I have no where to go. Since they have decided not to kill me I will help myself, because it makes no difference I will still head straight to hell.

When the judge finally sentenced me to a year imprisonment and hard labour, I felt anger in me. That was too long for me to get out and commit suicide and I will still have to see the sun for days, I no longer want to see anything.

As my father approached me to say goodbye, I could only pity my mother, it was not anyone's fault I had to go to jail for what I had always done but did not do this particular time, but they had a huge share in the shame and disgrace. Unfortunately for me he was not there to console me but he spoke directly to me for the first time since the whole issue, he said he just disowned me as his son and if my mother talked to me again, he would also dissolve their marriage. As much as I felt pained by his talk, I just wanted to laugh and make it known to him that there remained no difference since I would even die soon.

I just told my mom especially that I was sorry for everything and that I was not responsible for Stephanie's pregnancy, I just wanted to help her, I had become an expert in calculations of such and I know it was correct for her to say such, I just let it lie simce we had s*x a lot with each other. She kept on weeping profusely and did not talk and I turned to my dad now when I was pushed away telling him till we meet in heaven or hell I smirked.

I did not feel pained or cried when I landed in prison till my first visiting day when Ibrahim now Abraham came to see me.

IBRAHIM'S POV

Nathaniel's mother told me about what his father did and I felt so much pain, I promised her I will always visit him and pray with him as often as possible. But when I was about to sleep later that evening, I saw her call, when I picked there was noise everywhere she was and I was told that they just had an accident and she was dead already while her husband was still alive.

I boarded the next bus and by the next morning, the Pastor was able to talk, he explained that she was trying to beg him not to let his anger cloud his decision but they should go back to their son, as she was reminding him of the prophecy that Nathaniel is meant to be a very great man of God but he would face a lot of challenges, he lost control as his attention was diverted to her and that was when the accident occurred, she died on the spot due to shock but he lost his two legs.

He felt so bad and he already prepared himself to die, so he decided to write a note for Nathaniel, he talked and I wrote it all down, it took 2 hours before I got the information down, I was already soaked in tears by the time he ended it. I helped him call his lawyer and gave them private time. We went to bed very early in the evening but he died in his sleep. The pastor was a very good man and I knew he will be missed by all. His family had already been called together with that of his wife so they would make his burial preparations.

I returned back to the hostel with the letter that same day and made findings on how to get it across to Nathaniel.

NATHANIEL'S POV

As Abraham explained all that happened for the past two days, I could not contain my tears anymore as I poured it out all, I cried so much till the guard came to take me back inside and Nathaniel was asked to leave. He dropped the letter in envelope and I did not even read it so I just threw it into the waste bin. I mourned my mother for days.