I Swear, Let Me Love You Again

LYDIA’S POV.

“No…no…he can’t be dead. Andrew can’t be dead.” I shook my head repeatedly, rising to my feet , leaving Ari who was crying her eyes out. I headed straight into the ICU unit in search of Andrew’s room.

WHERE THE HELL IS THE DOCTOR!!?

“Ma’am, you can’t be here.” One of the nurses tried to obstruct my view as soon as I opened the curtains to the room where Andrew was laying down there lifeless. They were using the defibrillator to try and bring him back but he wasn’t responding.

“Please try one more time!” I yelled before sadly saying, “Please.” I begged with tears falling down my eyes. The doctor glanced at me with a look and I pleaded through my eyes.

The doctor gave the nurse the go ahead and she reapplied the conductive gel on the defibrillator. “Charge to 300.”

“Clear.” They tried one more time and I let out a breath of relief when his heart picked up through the monitor.

“He’s back.” They announced, I shut my eyes close allowing the final tears to drop.

Thank Goodness.

I was told to excuse them as they worked and checked his condition. I left with relief and gratefulness in my heart, I couldn’t imagine losing my brother ever. Just the thought scared me, having to bury him and never be able to have a conversation with him nor disturb him or have someone who could read and understand me. Andrew was too important to just die.

“What’s going on? What happened? Is he truly dead?”

Lorena, Ariana, Darren, Macy and Aaron rushed towards me bombarding me with questions. Ariana looked drained with her entire face red and her eyes swollen, Macy looked like she was about to burn the entire hospital down depending on my next words, Lorena’s face was tear stained and the others just stared at me with anticipation, worry and concern.

“His heart rate picked up, we just need to wait for what the doctor has to say.” They all let out a breath of relief while Ariana just took a seat back and began to cry, saying cuss words under her breath.

“What’s wrong Ari? He will get better, I’m certain. My brother is a warrior.” I pulled her towards me so she was resting on my shoulder sobbing.

“Umm…who is she?” Macy asked folding her arms on her chest looking at Ari with raised eyebrows.

“Girl, is that important right now? We don’t know what’s going with Andrew and you’re bothered by someone you don’t even know.” Lorena looked at Macy with an irritated expression and that’s exactly what I wanted to know.

“What? I’m simply curious, Andrew is out of danger so…. I just want to make sure no girl has been fucking my man.” Everybody sucked their teeth disappointed at her and I was surprised when Ariana, who I knew was feisty, didn’t utter a word.

“Family of Andrew Miller?” The doctor spoke and we all stood up heading towards the doctor. I couldn’t help but wonder why my father wasn’t here, had I not sent him a message? Did he not receive it? Did he get into an accident on his way here?  Was he too busy with Patricia?

Possible reasons flooded through my mind but right now I was more concerned about Andrew.

“We are his family, Doctor. My brother is out of danger right?” I asked earnestly watching the nurse behind him hand him a tablet.

For some dumb reason, I just expected that as soon as his heart rate picked up then he was healed and ready, but the look on the doctor’s face as he scrolled through the tablet said something else.

“Due to the accident, he has traumatic brain injury (TBI). TBI can occur when the brain is injured by a blow or jolt to the head, such as what might happen in a car accident. In severe cases, TBI can cause loss of consciousness, confusion, memory loss, or  coma which Mr Miller has fallen into. However, with proper treatment which the hospital has the enough facilities for, it is possible for him to eventually regain consciousness and make a full or partial recovery.”

Ariana began to cry and I was stuck and my heart heavy. I felt Lorena’s soft hands on my shoulder comfortingly leading me to the seat but I was just processing it all.

What does that mean? He might never remember me, us and our memories?

The doctor was still speaking to Aaron when yet another overwhelming fact was about to be thrown my way at the arrival of two policemen.

“Good evening everyone. We are officers from the local police department. We understand this is a very difficult moment for the family right but we would like to ask a few questions in order to find ou–”

“Ask away. What have you discovered so far? Was it a hit and run? What happened?” I cut them off asking a bunch of questions and Lorena, who seemed to have been livid at this exact moment, said, “LYDIA! Calm down and let them speak.”

I let out a breath telling them to proceed.

“Thank you. We are still investigating but it seems someone might have cut the brakes of the car he was driving leading to the accident. Do you know if Mr Miller had any enemies or anyone you think would do this?” Ari ran a hand in her hair shaking her head and pacing back and forth.

“Cut the brakes to his car?” Macy asked in disbelief and they nodded.

As I began to think, the memory of Andrew requesting for my car and hastily running out of my office played through my mind.

“The car he was driving belongs to me and I know someone who must have been responsible for this.” I spoke, taking a seat as realization dawned on me and all my friends and two muscular policemen listened intently waiting for the name spill.

“What? Who would try to do this to you Lydia?” Lorena shouted with anger radiating off her body.

“Either Mrs King or Jennifer. But I am certain it had to be Jennifer. She had previously asked if I drove to work and…. she was just so strange that day.” Everybody sighed and ran hands across their faces while the policemen took notes. Macy looked at me with a judgemental look and my heart rate picked up.

So I was the one who was meant to be in this condition. This is all my-

“This is not your fault. I know what you’re thinking but it’s not.” Aaron squatted in front of me and I just shook my head leaving the hallway. It was too much for me to process right now…. too much.

But all I know is I won’t rest till I get my hands on the one who is responsible for this. And whoever if I am right on who it is, the person shall not rest

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3RD POV.

THE KING’S MANSION:

“The food is so good.” Everyone stared at Jenny wondering why she was in such a delightful mood.

“You seem happy for someone who called in sick.” Nathaniel pointed out making Jenny look at him with wide eyes as if just realizing she was just realizing that she had to pretend but luckily for her she always had a comeback for everything.

“I am happy. I went out and got something warm to eat and all of a sudden I feel alright.” Jenny said and Nathaniel simply hummed, eating his food slowly.

“Oh yeah? Where did you go?” Rachel asked and Jenny chuckled softly.

“Girl why are you always in my business? Nathaniel I swear to God, your sister is the loveliest person in the whole world who’s always picking on me.” Jenny giggled trying to be cute making Rachel roll her eyes looking back at her food. He glanced at Rachel who was just playing with her food and she had a big sky blue hoodie, using the hood of the hoodie to cover her head.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Why do you have yourself covered up?” Nathaniel asked removing the hood of a hoodie and everyone screwed up their faces when they saw her hair.

“What happened to your hair? Why did you do it like that? Has Jason seen this? O My lord.” Mrs King stared at her with disappointment as she had cut her hair into a pixie cut. Rachel quickly covered it back as she had noticed Nathaniel was no longer looking at her hair but her neck. He wasn’t uncertain if they were love marks or bruises and Rachel sighed shakily.

As Jenny and Mrs King made comments on Rachel’s hair, she rose up to her feet and hit the table, making everyone including the maids standing nearby stop and look at with shocked eyes.

“I’m rebelling, that’s why I cut my hair. I’m so sick and tired of living this type of life.” She removed her hoodie and everyone gasped seeing the bruises on her hands and wrist, neck and stomach as she was wearing a sleeveless crop top underneath.

“I’m tired of just being engaged to such an emotionally and physically abusive man who makes me feel so tiny rather than the strong woman I was before I met him. If he ever tried anything with me ever again, I’m gonna sue him and tell the media everything. I kept doing right by him to please you mum and see that I can be as perfect as you want me to be but yet everything with you is Jenny. And I have to realize that you’re not even perfect but you’re extremely toxic and I am so happy for Nathaniel and Lydia for escaping you. And now, I am too.”

Rachel cried as she ran up to her room, everyone was baffled. Nathaniel leaned back in his seat processing it all while Jenny smiled to herself continuing to dig into her dish.

“Is this the kind of person you have been pushing your daughter to marry, right? A part of me even feels you know and didn’t say anything for profit right?” Nathaniel spoke to his mother and she remained silent looking straight ahead with a blank expression.

“Wow…mum. Just wow.” He threw his napkin on the table and shook his head in disappointment and utter disbelief at his mother, standing up and heading upstairs to check on his little sister.

“I just want to let you know you’re not toxic, Mrs King. You have been like the best mother to me and I adore you.” Jenny said and Mrs King looked at her then sipped her wine, after setting it down she dug into her food and continued enjoying her meal which baffles the maids standing by.

Mrs King and Jenny continued their meal and afterwards they sat in the living room, Jenny was waiting for the breaking news. The moment Nathaniel and Rachel walked downstairs carrying just a box of clothes and sanitary for Rachel, that was the exact moment the breaking news came in:

Breaking News:

Reporting from the scene of an accident which happened an hour ago, involving popular businessman Andrew Miller who seemed to have a relationship with the ex-wife of Nathaniel King, where the Mercedes-Benz he was driving brakes couldn’t function. According to authorities, his brakes might just have been cut and he is currently in a critical condition at the hospital…

Mrs King scurried up, her faces irritated at the fact that adding Lydia wasn’t necessary at the moment. Jenny’s smile had fallen making her angry, Mrs King glanced at Jenny with suspicion and Nathaniel wondered how Lydia was doing right now debating whether to go see her or not.

How did things go so wrong it was meant to be her?? Let me chill, I will just have to find a way to get rid of her some other way. Jenny thought to herself.

Then glanced at Nathaniel’s back as he and Rachel were leaving out, you’re mine and mine alone. She thought to herself and smiled.