My angel

Chapter 1

I was exhausted and sick but Mom still asked me to go up for an errand. I was only 18 at the time.

I was walking and everything seemed blurry to me. As I crossed the road, which was deserted at that time of day, I lost my balance and a car ran over me. I collapsed on the sidewalk not knowing if it was fatigue or the car. Then a young man got out of the car and picked me up to take me to the hospital. Of course I was unconscious at the moment.

I did not take long to regain consciousness

-where am I?

I saw not far from me, a young man in a blouse

- you passed out on the road mademoiselle. Are you in pain somewhere?

- yes to the head. I had a car accident I think.

- no, you passed out on the way and thank God I wasn't driving so fast.

- com ... how?

- I was the one who brought you to the hospital after you passed out. I tried ... in fact I wanted to reach your relatives. I would have done it if only I could have unlocked your phone.

-the best is not to prevent.

- Is that so? Don't you want me to call your father? I'm scared because I know white people are possessive. Better call your father.

- My father is not white and neither is my mother.

- I would have sworn you were mixed race. In short, should you tell your parents or do you live alone?

- no, but I prefer not to talk about it. I want to leave. I picked up.

- impossible. I can't let you go, you have to get treatment.

- I do not ask your opinion I inform you. You don't have the right to keep me here.

- ok if you insist. But before giving me your first name please.

- Michelle but everyone calls me Mimi.

- ok I will settle a detail and you can leave.

He got out and went to try mimi for the password on my phone and it worked. Then he made a call to my mom. And that was a big mistake on his part. Mom got off and instead of asking if I was okay she slapped me and I was expecting it.

-Special devilment what are you doing here? I sent you to race and not get hit by a car. stupid girl.

the doctor was flabbergasted but I think he understood why I didn't want anyone to warn her.

-Madam, this is not a way to treat her daughter. But what's the matter with you?

-hey hide at least the fact of being charmed by my daughter and then get involved in your onions. and I hope there is no bill to pay because I will not pay a dime for this b***h.

I laughed. Infact I found my mother and her filthy character funny. since time I was already used to it. ever since my little brother was born my mother treated me like a slave and over time i got used to it. and then physically, we had nothing to do either with my father who was on the move all the time and who didn't care what his wife gave me. in short he and I were like strangers and we hardly ever spoke to each other since my childhood. mom at least even if it was to insult me ​​spoke to me. and yet I had done nothing. after i graduated in eighth, they stopped paying for my studies. while the other children were having fun during the holidays, I worked to continue studying. I could have made money more easily by selling myself to men but no I didn't. and my values ​​came to me from my aunt Laura with whom i shared all my sorrows and who had shown me the right path but she died the year of my 10th birthday and i had to learn to do without her. and after I had my bac at 15, thanks to my scholarship I was able to continue my studies and in addition in a prestigious school. And since Mom was doing everything to make me miss class more often but it was okay because I could count on my three friends Haylin Tyler and Lisa. they were in second year and I in third. they came from rich families but we became friends.

In fact, as in the second year, I taught the first year for free. Infact since I attended free, needed a counterpart. yet the students paid for these courses lol (# African Spirit #). and they were among the five students I was teaching. And since we were the same age with Lisa and the other two were my eldest, the flow quickly passed and we became friends. Brief return to reality.

- get off this bed you have tasks to finish. She even shows those broken black teeth there.

lol my broken and black teeth.

-I love you too mom!

Did I say amused. in fact over time I got used to it.

I got out of bed to leave.

-but you are not well we should give you some exams.

you know about Utanasia?

-Yes.

-so my body is my body. death is part of my rights so leave me alone and thank you for everything. mom let's go.

she pushed the doctor to get out and that made me laugh.

and she too laughs. And yes it happened that we laughed together that we talk like friends. It happened, once a year lol. We went home and I finished what I had to do. My head was spinning but I finished and went to bed feverish with horrible headaches wondering if I would see the next day.

(...)

-mother mum Mimi does not wake up and she is quite pale.

- pfff! and I have to dance? when I come and pour hot water on her, she'll wake up this feniasse.

It was Miguel trying to tell mom that I was not well.

Let's talk about my little brother Miguel. he was 7 years old and was in CE2. he was ahead for his age and understood things quickly. he adored me and vice versa. he always defended me in front of mom even if it meant being whipped. He was my reason for living. and if I was doing everything to succeed, it was to ensure his future. I had to hate him a priori because he was the reason for my mother's coldness towards me. But he dissuaded me. already very small he spent his time glued to me. he could go days without seeing mom or dad but as soon as I got out of his sight he started to cry. he always hated Tyler because he was a boy and he was afraid that this one will separate us. My little brother saved my life many times and it was the first time that day.

-mum I'm hungry, give me some money so that I can buy some bread.

She handed him some coins and instead of going to the store, he headed for the taxi stand. unfortunately the road was served at this time. he did not come home, however. a garra taxi.

-hospital 100f.

the driver eyed him before setting off.

it was the same for the following taxis. he began to cry.

And did not see the car parked in front of him.

-Hey little one where are you going?

-Mr sniff I ... I do not have the sniff right to talk to strangers but my sister is in danger of dying.

-huut! breathe! ... breathe in and out and now speak slowly.

- I need help my sister may die. I would like to go to the hospital.

-no need. I'm a mounted doctor, we're going.

he got in and drove the car to our yard. he parked, got out and came face to face with mum.

-You here?

-you here?

-What a coincidence. and I guess the little one's big sister is your daughter.

-Amougou Miguel didn't tell you many times not to go up with strangers? now you challenge me eh ok.

- sorry mom.

-and you are going to leave here.

-okay. But with your daughter.

he walked in and looked for me everywhere before he found in my palace (i mean the store)

-how can we make someone sleep in a*****e when there is an empty room? he carried me to the car and laid me behind.

-I can come with you?

-Yes Miguel.

- You're not going anywhere.

Miguel was stubborn when it came to me. so he went up. and the car started.

(...)

a month in a coma.

a month without anyone except Miguel.

a month or a stranger took care of me as if his life depended on it.

a month to dream.

a month of pure rest.

I was out of danger I just had to wake up and it took longer than expected.

my friends did not know what I was going through with mom and had left for their internship outside the network. the worst part is that I had my end of semester exams in two weeks.

I opened my eyes and closed as soon as the light hurt. when i got used to it i opened it and ran into him.

I had seen it before but hadn't paid attention the first time. he had a very beautiful chocolate complexion that's what captivated at first. and then his doe eyes melted. he had very deep pits and suddenly which could be seen without his making a movement. he didn't seem harsh and knew straight away that he liked to laugh. and he was tall, not thin, not strong. he had a pen in my hand and was staring at me.

-What happened?

he told me everything.

-thank you for saving me. Thank you Doctor ...

-Atangana Messi Marrion.

...to be continued.