Pastor Leonard The Great Sinner (6)
(A True life story)
Written by Nicholas Stephen ✍️
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I woke up and saw myself lying down in one of the patients ward, I looked beneath and saw my mum discussing with one of the nurses. Immediately my mum discovered that I’d woken up, she hurriedly dashed to where I was lying. “Jennifer, doctor was absent so the nurse attended to you. She said you had G.A.D (Generalized Anxiety Disorder) which is usually caused by excessive thinking and it will take some days before you can recover fully. but for now, you need to rest my daughter. We have alot to discuss when you’ve fully recovered,” she said my placing her left hand on my forehead..
“She gave me a kiss on my left cheek and said, “Sweetheart, let me go and prepare some food or, if possible, to purchase you something to eat because you haven’t eaten anything since you left yesterday. I fell asleep after she departed and dreamed briefly. In the dream, I was nàked and the Leonard was making out with me while I was unconscious. I was unable to scream nor shout. Even when blood was dripping from my pûssy, he kept striking like a predator on its prey.
I yelled loud enough to get myself awake. I was repeatedly saying this till I continued to shiver “Is this true! is this true pastor!! is this true!!!” All the nurses had to come to my rescue to ask what was going on. I yelled continuously till one of the nurses injected me with some sort of medication, after which I fell asleep.
I woke up again and saw my pastor alongside with my mum. “What is he doing here?!” I thundered while pointing directly to him. “Jennifer he’s your pastor, I had to call him to check up on you, please just be patient and eat this little snacks I bought for you” she said while handing over the bread to me. “Jennifer I got the info that you’ve been unconscious since yesterday, so I had to come and check up on you. I hope you’re getting better now?” he said.
“Thanks for your concern but I don’t need your help please.” “Jennifer is it your pastor you’re talking to that way? you know I hate insubordination. Apologize to him now!” “Ok fine! I’m sorry” I said to him while devouring the bread. “I don’t know if pastor can stay here and watch over you let me go and attend to my customers. “Mummy but…..” “Ma there’s no problem with that, I’ll stay here with her okay” pastor exclaimed as I was about to complete my statement. Mum kissed my forehead, thanked him as well and exited the hospital.
“Jennifer, what is wrong. talk to me.” I stared at him while remaining silent.. he brought his right hand and placed it on my chest where my breast was but I quickly removed it . “Jennifer do you realize I’m a man of God?” “Leave me alone!” I shouted as one of the nurses hurriedly dashed to where I was. “Please she needs to rest. She don’t need disturbance because it’s literally going to affect her brain. It would better more appropriate if you come and check up on her later, maybe during the evening. “Alright then see you later okay” he said while holding my left hand and left..
I finished the bread and drank the soft drink my mum gave me and slept off. I woke up and inquired from the nurses about the time and they told me it’s few minutes past 3. I told one of the nurses that I want to leave. I told her I want to see my mum but she insisted that I should stay put that my mum would be back shortly. She told me to exercise some patience..
After a short while, my mum came and inquired about my health, I told her I’m getting better. She wanted me to stay for two more days, but I insisted on departing today, and she agreed when I argued and insisted on it. She took me, greeted the nurses, paid my bills and left. Although before she left, one of the nurses told her that I should visit frequently for medical checkups.
We went home and my dad was a little bit worried because I could sense it from his looks. “Jennifer sit down. I’ve been busy lately and I couldn’t make out time to talk to you. Your mum has been telling me things about you and it gets me worried. So what is it, talk to me I’m your dad and I’m all ears. “Daddy… daddy….Pa.., pastor.” I began to stutter as tears dropped down my cheeks.
“Yes! what happened to pastor? my daughter talk to me. Jennifer you are no longer a kid o, you should be 21 this year. Talk to me I’m listening and your mum is right behind you. Go on.”
To be continued
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