To Hate Emmanuel Johnsons - Episode 34

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Five years later

Emmanuel's pov:

"please put on your seat belts and prepare for landing. Nigeria time

is 4:32am" a flight attendant says over the intercom and this awakens

me. This is the first time in five years that i have entered warri.

Today is tessy and olivia's death anniversary. I didn't attend the

small funeral my dad organised because of my cancer and i also haven't

been able to visit the tomb my dad did for the three of them because

of my studies . My fight with cancer wasn't an easy one, after flying

to the UK, i wasn't operated on and the tumor was removed. After that,

i went through several weeks of chemotherapy and radiotherapy to

remove all traces of cancerous cells in my system. Some days were

better than some and sometimes, i felt like just giving up the fight.

The chemotherapy took alot from me and it was painful. Thankfully my

hair has grown back. It was bald during my treatment. After some

months, i was declared free of cancer. My dad didn't want to come back

so we decided to live there. Also so i could be closer t my

oncologist

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. I was just going through the motions of life without

feelings. I missed tessy so much it hurt. I also missed olivia too.

After a year, my symptoms came back with full force and i had to go

through the pain of treatment again. I was cured again and it hasn't

re'occurred since then. It has been almost three years and my doctor

said it would not re-occur. After my treatment, i started studying

medicine in the UK. I was in my second year when my dad had his first

stroke. He has battled it for a year but two months ago he died. Now,

i am back for his funeral.

The plane lands and i walk to retrieve my suitcase. I feel my phone

vibrate in my pocket then i retrieve it and see that's its sonia. I

sigh then hang up. The girl just doesn't know how to accept that its

over between us. She was just a mistake. She has always been

interested in me but i never pay her any attention. Two months ago

after my dad died, in a moment of grief i slept with her. Not a smart

move, i know, but i was drunk and she was very persuasive. I don't

even remember that night but she seems to have an illusion that i like

her but i don't. She's not tessy. My phone rings again which makes me

stop abruptly and i crash with a woman bringing us to do floor. She is

partly on me and her torso is plastered to mine. I push her off me.

"watch were you are going, woman!" i yell at her

"why did you stop abruptly?. I am sorry" i brush dirt off my trousers

then straighten to shout at her but my retort stops in my throat. She

is beautiful but that's not why i am staring. I am staring because she

looks familiar. She looks like tessy. They have the same nose. I shake

my head to clear that thought. This young woman may look like tessy

facialy but the body is different. This woman is more rounded and her

breast and hips are fuller. She cant be tessy. Tessy has been dead for

five years. The young lady looks at me with a weird expression on her

face then she hurriedly walk away and i follow her. I have to

apologize. I shouldnt have unleashed my anger on her. It was my fault.

I follow her to where she is retrieving her bags then stand beside her

to wait for my bag.

"i am sorry" i say. She just nods without looking at me. I go to talk

more but then i notice my bag i stretch my hand to pick it up but she

does too.

"this is mine" she says. I look at the bag then shake my head

"what?! This is mine. Are you trying to steal my suitcase in broad day

light?" i ask. She goes to argue but then i see an identical bag

sliding her way and i point it out.

"that must be yours" i say. She doesn't argue, she just hurries to the

other bag, grab it and hurry away. What's her hurry?. Its like i have

leprosy and she just want to get away from me as fast as possible.

"Whatever" i huff then roll my suitcase out of the airport. The hot

blast of air that hits me as soon as i leave the airport makes me

smile. I so missed Nigeria. London was always cold.

Read " A woman's dilemma " by the same author ( Ameh juliet )

. There was hardly

any sun. I hail a taxi and the driver comes out to put my suitcase in

the car's booth. As he carries the bag up to put it in, i notice a

girl stuffed bear hanging by the side of the suitcase. What the hell,

who put it there?. My mind goes back to the lady in the airport.

"Oh no" i say then open the suitcase. Lady stuffs are everywhere. I

must have collected that lady's suitcase. She must be with mine. I

need that suitcase. Important documents are in there. I abandon the

taxi then carry the suitcase back inside the airport to search for her

but i don't find her

 

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