The Surgeon And His Bossy Bride

Chapter 14: Death

I thought the light had decided to shine on me, but then, everything burnt down when I saw the doctor walk into to the room with perspiration clouded on his forehead, that was bizarre, but then, I stood immediately, wanting to hear what he had to say and it was obvious that the words will come through as easily as he as here.

It was not up to a minute when my heart beat accelerated, and it thumped like I had several things running through my mind. That was awkward, the look on his face was one that I had seen weeks ago when Norman had walked into the room wanting to tell them that Mrs. Tanyi is death.

Well, I can pretty tell such a memory was about recounting itself, but then, I feared to even think about it, the only thing in my mind right now is just to think of something normal to let slip by. I thought my life was that complicated so I stood up waiting to hear what is happening, and how it is going to take place.

"Doctor, how is Norman?" I asked in a thin, yet shaky voice.

He lifted up his head to face me and the moment our eyes met, I knew what that looked mean like, I was not a baby, but then, I can deduct meaning from simple body language and facial expressions.

"Please talk to me, doctor, how is Norman?" I asked this time in a harsh tone.

My heartbeat had accelerated, I was scared of the unknown, I feared the impossible and yer expected to hear something different. Deep down on me, I had not even though about these to be of this degree of seriousness, like seriously, it sulked more than anything on earth.

"What the hell do you to say, doctor, spit it out, I am willing to listen to you," I said in anger.

Seriously, I am angry, and to say the least would be lying to myself, truly, that would just be that and nothing more. I glared at Harris's face and the moment he heaved a gentle sigh, I thought that I was going to pass out, my heart was filled with panic whatever he was going to say, that must rather be good if not I might pass out, and like seriously, I can.

"I am sorry to let you all know, but we tried out best, but then... we lost him," Doctor Harris said in a calm voice.

At this moment, I felt like I was already deaf, in fact, more like out of place, and these words weren't true, it had no reasons to be true but then, what can she even do about it? nothing at all. The anger that was filled in her voice was just too much, more than what could even happen.

"That is a lie, right?" I asked laughing lightly.

Of course, it had to be a lie, a bad prank would even be acceptable, but then, the look on Harris's face spoke more loudly than anything else.

"I wish it was, unfortunately..." Dr. Harris started but his words trailed off.

I had brushed past him like wind, and thegrave expression In his face is a cool fact that he is shocked. He had every right to feel that way, besides, I am for going to stand there and watch him just announce Norman's death with the mouth. I need to see it myself, to make sure it is true, and as I looked at her keenly, there is no way that such things would have gone unnoticed, especially not here.

I started by walking at first, but then, I got impatient and the next thing that happened was that I was running. At once, tears started pouring down my eyes, it flowed like a stream and I barely knew what to do. The frustration was enough for me, I felt ever pang hit me like a heavy rock.

Deep down in me, I could not stop blaming myself, I knew that this is all my fault, and indeed it was. If I would have left Norman alone, this would nkt have lead to his dead. Well, I've wished him death a few times now, but I had not expected the wish to come to past so fact, and truth be told, where I am now, I can barely think of anything possible, which is just an outlet to make things hard.

Rushing towards the hallway, I finally arrived the room where Norman had being placed it. My heartbeat had now increased, and I feared for my own life so much, more than the words Itself, and that is the hardest thing I can ever thing about. It is so frustrating.

I did not have the time to knock, in fact, I barely had the courage to knock and the only thing that was in my mind right now is just to think about seeing Norman__ alive of course. Opening the door, there were two nurses in here, and it only took me a second to notice Rose.

"Daisy," she called out as she looked at me with sorry filled in her eyes.

My eyes reflected the same way too, and as I glared at her, I was kind of sad to look at her with bright eyes, tears stunk at the back of my eyes and been though I thought that my everything was gone, thag was quite not the case with what I faced here.

"Is it true?" I inquired faintly as tears poured out of my eyes.

To crown everything up, she nodded, and as she did so, I followed the direction of her eyes where it landed on Norman'spale face. There he laid on the bed as if he was only sleeping, the drip was removed from his hand, and there is no doubt that such a thing could happen to him.

At first, I chuckled because I thought this was a bad joke, in fact, the worse one to crack on someone with anger issues like me, because it will either end up in a fight or something bad that is not worth it. Whatever the case might be, I quick rushed towards the side of the bed where I saw Norman laying down on the bed. The torrents of tears that poured of my eyes is something I can not even think about, but then what can I do about it? nothing.

In frustration, I cried out in pain and I shouted with all my might. I was only confirming that, and as I fell on Norman's body, I do not expect what had just happened, it it was bizarre, and more than what was spoken on, there is practically nothing I can think about, nothing at all.

The tears poured out as if it was a torrent of tears coming to consume me, I felt really bad, and there is nothing I could do about it.

"No! Norman, you can't just die just like that, I mean, why do you have to die just yet? especially when the two months had not elapsed between us? why do you chose to leave me a widow at twenty-three?" I screamed out at the top of my lungs.

I was are of the fact that I was shouting but then, I did not care, the only thing I want now is to be spoken off, that is what is important, and the manner in which I kept on weeping was like a plea to God. I do not mind if anyone was glaring at me, in fact, I do not care, and the only thing that was interesting me right now is to make things right, and as much as she can.

The fact that my eyes were plastered on the young man's own, the fact that I wantted the best for him only turned out to make things look even more complicated, it was tough to figure it out but then, what can I even do about it?

Frustration clouded by forehead the moment the word death sank into my head. For sure, I know that I am doomed, and as if that is not enough, it pains me more when I am faced with Norman. I was now wailing, I made everyone know that such a thing is not even possible, but then, what do I even want?

I cried because there was no escape route for me, I cried because there is no way I was getting Norman back to leave, and it pained me, more than anything in the world. Before I realized what had happened, I slapped across the face while throwing words to his body since I am aware of the fact that he is dead.

"You dumbass, Norman, you are just a wimp. For a moment, I thought that I had met my match but now, look at you, laying down on the bed and gone to wherever spirit world that is, but I tell you thing, you better come to life before I get mad at you, and for sure, this is a command and not a plea," I spat out in anger.