My Heart Still Beats For You
Episode 5
John laughed hysterically as he moved away from me, I was totally in shock as l saw a different version of John. He violently threw the ring in his palm away and punched the mirror that was on the wall and everything went shattering on floor.
He yanked the chair that was placed at the corner of the room and sent it flying in the air. It crashed on the floor and fear gripped my whole body.
I snapped myself out of the shock that had pinned me to the wall, I slowly made to pick up my clothes on the floor and John gribbed me by the coolvalstories hair. “You ain’t going anywhere baby, you are staying here with me,” he said as he lifted me up and pushed me to the bed.
I swallowed hard as l watched the monster that John had become. I had to be cool, he could do anything stupid. He moved to the study table that was close to the glass window, he pulled out the drawer and took out some tablets.
He poured some reasonable amount of tablets into his palm and he chewed on them aggressively. He breathed so hard and his look was heart throbbing. For the past few months that I had known John, he barely said stuffs that were personal to him.
I was a complete dum.my and an ignorant bi.tch, I didn’t care to show interest in his past life. All I wanted was to have a nice time and then call it a quit.
“John, who are you? Why do you want to force love on someone that doesn’t love you back,” I said almost choking as l felt so weak in the presence of John. John smiled and said, ” You will definitely reject me if I tell you the deep things about me. I hope you come to love me and take me for who I am and not what is in me.”
I was totally confused about what John was saying. “I hope you won’t see me as Alan, I hope you’ll see me as John,” my head sprung up as l heard my late husband’s name. How did he get to know about him? Who is John?”These thoughts ran through my head as l couldn’t put the pieces together.
John made towards me and he opened his mouth as though he wanted to say something but he closed it and angrily walked out of the room. I jumped out of the bed and went straight to his wardrobe, I looked through all his clothes, even if I couldn’t get a perfect answer to my questions, I’ll definitely get a clue.
I ruffled his clothes but nothing was in it, no papers, nothing pertaining to John’s identification. I breathed hard as l was completely covered in sweat. His study table caught my eyes and I dashed towards it.
Opening the first drawer, a lot of drugs were in it, I got to the second drawer and I met only a pen. I wanted to cry ’cause l was going crazy already. I threw myself down beside the table and l made to open the last drawer with tears in my eyes.
Some files had been neatly arranged in it. I picked one and it looked like a hospital file. Flipping through the pages my heart pounded with every second that passed. A familiar name hit my memory, Alan Don.
I read through the documentations and l was left speechless. I took in deep breaths as l couldn’t believe my eyes. Alan’s heart was given to John. Alan was the heart donor.
I remembered Alan telling me at a point in time that he had a patient who had suddenly become his friend, he was dying ’cause he couldn’t find a heart donor. And a heart donor would be someone at the point of death.
Alan couldn’t have possibly survived the accident, his heart was donated to his patient and that patient was John.
“Hope you have gotten your answers?” a voice startled me as l raised my head to look at who it was. John stood by the door unmoved and l wished it was all a dream.
ROSANLA SEYI
DEPRESSED WRITER ยฉ
