Hua didn’t know how long she paced across the corridor biting her nails trying not to cry. She’d stop outside Abena’s room door and stare at the white blinds endlessly wondering what was happening in there. She could imagine the doctors performing CPR on Abena…Hua could hear their muffled voices…what if…Hua turned away. No she couldn’t think of that. No Abena wouldn’t die. She couldn’t die.
She ran her fingers through her hair and began tapping her floor on the marble floor. Her chest felt tight…her throat constricted. What if Abena died? What if she lost her fight? No no. It couldn’t happen. Abena had to fight. It was her war…her battle. Hus felt helpless. There was nothing she could do….there was no one to talk to. Her father was away on business…her mother…Hua didn’t have one. Her father’s men didn’t give a shit about anything. They were cold and hard. They were statues….they felt nothing. Their hearts were like concrete hard as stone…unbreakable….untouchable and unmoved.
Abena didn’t know anything. She didn’t know if she was dead or alive. She could hear voices…hushed and quiet…sometimes the voices were loud and demanding. She was stuck…confused, alone and frightened. She felt as if she was trapped in a glass box with no way out. She felt lost. She felt doomed. Was this what death was? An endless world of darkness; of black; of chaos. She thought when she died, she’d go to a better place, not a world where her head spun.
She began to breathe. She began gasping for air. Her breath came out short and fast. She was gasping now. What was going on? She could panic. Now was not the time to panic.
The voices were growing louder and clearer. The darkness began fading away. Abena’s eyes burst open. She immediately jerked her body upwards breathing hard, taking the air quickly trying to fill her lings with much needed oxygen. An oxygen mask was put on her face and she was then pushed back onto the bed. At first she fought, she lashed out at them thinking she was going mad. But then the adrenaline subsided and she calmed down. Abena realized the people were doctors, not angels of death dressed in white.
“It’s okay.” One of them whispered stroking Abena’s head softly. Abena flinched. The last time someone stroked her head was when she was stabbed repeatedly by Mr. Isa. Abena’s eyes moved around the room. He wasn’t there. She sighed. The police would find him. The police would get him for what he did to her.
Hua was sitting on one of the depressing white chairs. Dark circles were under her bloodshot eyes. Her nose was puffy and her black hair looked like a bird’s nest. She hadn’t eaten or slept and was just about to get ready to doze off. The day had not only been long, eventful and tedious. She looked at the time. It was one o’clock in the morning. Hua groaned as she rubbed her eyes. The doctor’s had been in Abena’s room for two hours and hadn’t come out. She had had emergency surgery and a blood transfusion because she had lost a lot of blood. Hua didn’t know how much she could take. She had been pulled, twisted and stretched as far as she could go. Her emotions had set her on a rollercoaster ride.
Hua soon gave up and slept off sitting on one of the hospital chairs. She dreamed about her mother. She dreamed about Abena. She thought about all the things she’d do with her if she made it through. She’d take her to the most expense shops and make her feel so precious. She would make her feel loved. Hua tried not to let the tears run down her cheeks as she thought of her friend. What if she didn’t make it? What if she died? No Abena would live. Hua knew it. She knew deep down her friend would survive. Abena was a fighter. She was strong. Although she let people walk over her, Hua knew Abena was a fighter. There was a strong heart hidden underneath those layers of a stereotypical fairytale princess who couldn’t get her ass of her chair and save her freaking life. Hua wanted to snort as she thought of it. Princess had to wait for prince charming to climb up a tower or to cut through vines to save their perfect lives…oh no the princesses couldn’t be bothered breaking a nail to get out of their stupid lives. Oh stupid. How pathetic.
Someone tapped on her shoulder and Hua bolted up. “Yes?”
A doctor was sitting next to her. “She’s asking for you.” She pointed to Abena’s door. “She’s awake.”
Hua forgot to say thank you and just ran away from her and into the room. The doctors had gone and Abena was lying on her bed with her eyes wide open.
“Hey girl.” Hua said grinning like a fool. She took Abena’s hand in hers and gently squeezed it.
“Hey.” Abena’s voice came out croaky.
“How are you?”
Abena nodded slightly “Fine.”
Hua sat on a chair. “Are you in pain?”
Abena shook her head.
“You had an operation today…to fix your breast.” She pointed to Abena’s chest.
“That must have been awkward having male doctors look at me there.” Abena rolled her eyes and Hua laughed, glad Abena hadn’t lost her sense of humor. Hua just wanted to gather her up in her arms and hug her. She wanted to cuddle her and protect her…make sure Abena was fine. AND NO SHE WASN’T GAY…JUST A NICE FRIEND.
“I need to go home Hua.”
“What?!” Hua almost screamed out in shock. “Okay I think the drugs they gave you were too strong. Are you freaking crazy? Are you in your right mind? You’ve gotta…”
“Shut up Hua. I need to clean the house before my mother gets home.” Abena snapped. Hua stood there for a moment shocked. That was the first time Abena really snapped at her. Hua raised her eyebrows “The house is clean.”
“Hahaha Hua. Very funny. I really need to go home.”
“The house is fine… Really.”
“How was the mess cleaned up?” Abena raised her eyebrows.
“Let’s just say I have a rich and powerful dad who can just do anything like that.” Hua clicked her fingers. “The house is now neat and tidy without a single trace of blood. We renovated your house and made it look like new without changing anything.”
“And you suppose me to believe that?”
“That you and whoever cleaned up my house.” Abena said in a sarcastic tone.
Abena sighed not knowing if she believed Hua’s story. “You better not be lying to me or else once I get out of this bed, I’ll turn you into KFC. And I’m not joking.”
Hua burst out laughing. “You’re on gal.” she hugged Abena.