Episode 05
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Sharon's POV:
"Oh Salome.... Will you look at that couple? They look so in love" I whispered into my girlfriend's ear as she snorted.
"Sharon please… People who talk about cute couples should at least have boyfriend" Salome said as I rolled my eyes.
She has always been like that,,,, looking for the slightest opportunity to tell me that I should get a boyfriend.
I adjusted the nurse cap on my head as I scratched my head.
"What are you saying Salome? What does these couple have to do with me getting a boyfriend?" I shrugged as I picked up the injection tray.
"It has a lot to do with it Sharon! You keep admiring lovebirds when you are not a lovebird yourself" She teased.
"My prince charming will come soon and when that happens you will be gobsmacked" I sneered at her.
"Whenever is that anyway?" She laughed.
"Very soon.... I will be going to ward 58 to see my old nice patient" I said as I walked away with the injection tray.
"Ok bestie" She yelled.
With thoughts running through my mind,,, I walked down to the ward.
You know Salome is very right about this.
I don't even have a boyfriend, yet I keep dreaming of meeting a prince charming.
This is hilarious!
By the way,,, my name is Sharon Martinez and am 23 years old.
And am also a nurse in St Paul's hospital one of the biggest hospital in town.
You also need to know that am fun to be with and am an orphan.
My parents died in a fire accident, and I was raised by an orphanage home.
But I no longer live in the orphanage,,,, Salome and I share an apartment.
Well I met Salome in the orphanage too like we are in the same shoes here.
Enough already guys am about entering the ward.
I grabbed the door handle and swing open the door.
"Good day Mrs candy cute" I smiled broadly at the old lady who jumped for joy.
"Oh my darling.... I've been waiting for you Sharon" She pouted her mouth childishly.
"Am here now Mrs candy cute and I have good news for you too" I winked at her.
"Really? Tell me nurse Sharon....what news is that?" She asked anxiously.
"Well I heard you will be discharged tomorrow that your foot is better now" I held her hand.
She smiled but then frowned her face again.
"What happened Mrs candy cute? I told you that you are going to be discharged,,,, aren't you happy?" I asked.
She shook her head.
"Am happy but am really going to miss you" She cried out.
My lips curved to a smile.
"I will miss you too Mrs candy cute" I replied as I hugged her tightly.
Well am always like that with patients cos they grow to like me so much.
Her name is not candy cute, but that's what I call her though.
She's suffering from cancer, so her hair was cut off, and it became bald.
She was mocked by people that she is ugly, but I called her candy cute to make her feel beautiful.
Bernadette's POV:
I peeped into the kitchen and saw him struggling on the bare ground.
Useless crippled!
He can't even get himself up from the bare ground.
And I wasn't ready to help him get up.
So I still walked upstairs and left him there by himself.
Well he had to stay there till the next morning.
He just shattered all my dreams...
I was even planning to get my wedding dress from Italy and my shoes from Germany.
He wasted my dreams in that wheelchair of his, so there is no reason for me to be with him.
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I walked into the kitchen yawning hungrily.
I saw him lying on the bare ground and burst into laughter.
He looks so pathetic!
I quickly plugged in the socket the electric kettle.
I prepared a hot cup of chocolate as I took some slices of bread.
That was when he slowly opened his eyes.
"Berna... Please help me up" He begged as I gave him a disdainful stare.
"Gosh.... You are so pathetic Lucas why can't you be helpful for once?" I grumbled as I helped him sit on the wheelchair.
Of course that's where he belongs.
I carried my mug of hot chocolate and sliced bread and walked to the dinning table.
Lucas's POV:
She walked away with the breakfast she was carrying.
I didn't need anyone to tell me that it will be pointless begging her to help prepare something for me.
And thankfully,,, everything was within my reach, so I was able to make myself a cup of tea.
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That hot afternoon,,,, I was busy with the laptop on the table.
I might be crippled, but I do work at home and that kept me busy.
I was busy when Bernadette rushed in fuming with anger.
"Lucas! Lucas!!" She called breathlessly.
I quickly turned to her.
"What is it this time Berna?" I asked with my eyes still fixed on the laptop.
"What happened to the account Lucas? I could not withdraw from it" She shouted at me.
Well yes.... I had to lock the account to stop her from taking money from there.
"Oh that?" I replied less concerned.
"Yes that.... You are so heartless Lucas" She snapped.
"Well I didn't say I won't be giving you your monthly allowance, and you can ask me for money, and you know you will surely get it" I said calmly.
"You are so ungrateful Lucas.... Just because I withdrew $60,000 the other day you locked the account and stopped me from having access to it" She ranted.
"Why do you even need more money Bernadette when you took such a huge amount of money yesterday" I asked as she flared up.
"Argh.... You know what Lucas? I've had it up to here.... Like I've had your wickedness up to here" She screamed as she rushed upstairs.
I only smiled and continued what I was doing.
FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER.....
Bernadette rushed downstairs with her bags and luggage packed.
She was heading out of the house with it.
"Bernadette what are you doing?" I asked anxiously.
"Are you dumb? What does it look like I'm doing? It's over between us Lucas.... I'm leaving you with your miserableness" She replied.
I gasped in shock.
"Berna..... Babe how do you want me to survive? I thought you said you will be here for me no matter what" I cried out wheeling closer to her.
"Get your filthy hands off me! If you like, you can die for all I care....." she pushed me hard, and I landed on the hard ground.
"Berna please don't do this to me" I pleaded.
"Goodbye Lucas..." She said as she walked out of the house while I continued pleading, but it fell on deaf ears.........
TBC......
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