Story Written By Dave Sun
EPISODE 7
“Kikikikiki!” I could hear some laughter, it was coming out from the room which I placed the mad lady. She had been like that all days and I even stopped my guest from meeting in the house. Sometimes she will behave normal, but it seems like the mental really take control of her body.
“You, yes, you did this to me; I will kill you with my bared hands”. I still recall those words which send shivering to my body, she was pointing her finger towards me as she speaks.
I was so scared if she really meant it or not, I'm not always afraid but not to someone who is mad, I can't joke with my life. Do I look like her killer?
I had already accepted and there's no need to reverse back my word, she is in my house already, and I've been taken her secretly to the hospital for treatment. I was trying to work when her laughter was still disturbing me.
I had to peep through the door, she would be sitting down and still talking unnecessary things to the wall, I could hear some disorganized speech coming out from her mouth; sometimes it growled like a deep vicious voice. She will be gnashing her teeth and growling like an animal. Sometimes she will cry as I wonder what's wrong.
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I become even scared the more not to even come near her anymore. I have to buy a piece of long caftan and wear to avoid some bite when I'm around her.
This her mental illness seems to become increased by day, didn't Adam say that it will be over soon. Because of how my work is, I have to schedule her routine so that I won't miss any day of her treatment.
It was weekend, one fateful day when I was taking a nap, I was laying down in the sitting room when I started hearing an unexpected voice, it was so calm and sweet. My mind was disturbed, and I stood up and headed to the direction of the voice.
I was surprised to see her, she was so calm, and she was staring deep into my eyes, I move closer to her which she grabbed a chair and was ready to thrown at me.
Even though she was mad, I just couldn't put a chain on her; “Who the fuck are you and why I'm I here in this strange, unknown place?” She asked, the kind of joy that filled my heart immediately because of her questions, she had recovered and also was able to retain herself a little.
“Are you a hoodlum, who is your boss and what is the reason you decided to kidnap me; did my father ask you to do these, well, tell him that I'm okay now.” she kept on asking different questions and I couldn't reply.
‘Do I look like a goon?’ I thought, and the way she speaks seems like she wasn't mad before; does it mean that she is now recover. Because someone who is mad can't just say all of these; I wonder and even though, according to what Doc. Adam says that her mental illness was just temporary and not permanent.
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“Do you remember who you are?” I sudden asked which she nodded her head. “But who are you?” She queried again.
“Let me say, I'm your savior!” I said, I don't even know how to start explaining things to her. I was so happy as I rushed out of her room.
I went back to the sitting room to picked my phone as I opened to the news line immediately, I turned back and was surprised to see her. She was standing right looking at me confused, she was even following me, and I wasn't aware of it; does she have any supernatural power? I thought, and I was now becoming more scared.
“Here!” I said as I handed over my phone to her, which she looked at me before collecting it. She read the content and was shocked, she fell down on the ground and wept.
“Sorry about the accident.” I apologized which she didn't reply but continue weeping. I dislodge a little away from her. Furthermore, I was now afraid to like before to even come near her. She might even start to shout at me, which might affect her badly and whose nose if she might be mad again.
She noticed the distance and looks at me and says. “There's no need for that, I don't harm! She said and straight out my phone. “Come and take your phone.” I find it very difficult to believe, she might do something bad to me.
Seeing that I didn't even move a hint, she kept it on the couch, she was about to stand up when she felt a slight pain in her abdomen and she cried out. Well, does she feel the pain? I don't know how, but I see myself holding her.
I couldn't let her fall on the ground while I'm there because she is mad, and I need to stay away from her, I know that, but well, have already taken the risk and been taking care of her since so why now will I give up just like that?
I helped her to the couch and made her to seat down. “I was shot by someone dear to me; I still can't believe both of them will do that to me?”
“Who?” I chipped in!
“It is not necessary for now, I'll let you know everything when I'm okay, I'll make them paid!” so much pride, well, what she said might be true, and she really knew how to control her temper, she can't trigger it when she is recovering it slowly.
“Well, I think you really need to get yourself dressed up, I'm taking you for checkups.” I said, which I help her to be on her feet. “I can walk, don't worry anymore.” She said which I left her hand as she takes a step forward, she was about falling again which I held her and helped her to her room.
She holds the wall for support as I return to the sitting room, awaiting her to be done.
To be continued.
© Dave Sun
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