Chapter eleven- She’s pregnant
She collapses on the floor and he picks her up suddenly, he kicks the door open and shouts in the woman’s way,
“Mrs. Knight, please call the ambulance. Are you blind that she has lost conscience?”
As for her, she is gripping her palms together and continuously shakes her head by muttering to herself,
“My nightmare has come to past. She’s really pregnant. That whore is really pregnant. Should I just kill her? That might make me satisfied no, I should let her give birth and sell both her and her child to the whore house.”
As she is muttering to herself, he lays her in the couch and calls 911. The receiver hears what she is saying and they hang up immediately promising to get there as soon as they can. Morris looks in her way and shouts at her,
“Will you come to your senses? Your daughter is laying there like this and all you could think of is how to make her life miserable. Sometimes I wonder if you are really human or you are pretending to be one.”
She glares at him and responds to him in the same magnitude,
“I told you, she’s pregnant. Of what use is a pregnant woman in the Royals company. We will pay the penalty for breach of contract and that wh*re will go scout free. Am I wrong for been angry at her? If she’s really pregnant, I will throw her into hell fire.”
He snorts and shakes his head and he starts cleaning the sweat from her face with his palms. When they get too wet, he removes his shirt and wipes the sweat with it. Mrs. Knight grunts and growls but he hears none of it as he carefully wipe the sweat off. They hear the ambulance and he quickly picks her up, just as they arrive at the door, someone kicks the door open and two policemen appear before them.
Mrs. Knight hurriedly rushes to her son’s back and holds his trousers. Morris looks at the police men and shouts,
“She is not doing fine and I just called the ambulance. Take her first and we can talk about the reason you are here.”
One of the police men signals the other to take Tilda away from his hands and he does it. Then he shouts at them,
“Put your hands where I can see them. If you have something to say, say it at the police station.”
Morris nods his head and raises his hand but then he says to them,
“But allow my mother to go with her to the hospital, we are the only family she has. I will help you resolve the misunderstanding.”
Mrs. Knight quickly appears from his back and says to them,
“I am her mother and he is her brother, we called you here. He will explain everything to you but allow me to go with her.”
They approve and she sighs relieving. She rushes out of the room and follows them out of the apartment building. Morris follows the police out of the room in handcuffs and bare chested, the people in the neighborhood look on at the scene with several thoughts in their minds. One of them manages to speak up,
“Did that guy attempt to rape the girl and her mother came to catch him? Or has he already raped her?”
The people can only shake their heads confused about the atmosphere and the scene until the ambulance and the police car drove away that they dispersed into their various homes.
In the hospital, she is laying on the bed with her hands still holding her stomach. Beside her, the woman is reading a newspaper and she will glance at her in every minute to check out if she is awake. She can’t help it but become nervous and so, she will clean the sweat on her face several times and put the paper on the table and pick it up again. Finally she stands up and starts walking around in the room and she mutters to herself,
“Why is she not waking up? Did the doctor lie when he said, she had eaten too much and has vomited excessively? That is why she lost all her strength and collapsed?”
She glares at her and shouts,
“You better wake up now, before they take your brother to jail. You foolishness has led my son to the police because of eating too much. I don’t know what will happen when you insult someone. The court might hang us with death sentence!!”
She hears a knock on the door and she curses,
“Damn, police escort. What is special with this good for nothing that you will have to protect?”
Tilda moves in the bed and sighs silently, she hears her muttering to herself and she closes her eyes tightly and thinks,
‘Where am I?’
She smells the scent of detergents and medicine in the room and she wrinkles her face as if about to cry out and she continues thinking,
‘It seems it’s my dooms day, Mrs. Knight is here with me in this room? Should I just fake dead? Oh goodness, what do I do now? Should I jump out of the window?’
She shakes her head and peeks slightly but then, her eyes contacts with her glaring eyes immediately and she can’t help but open both her eyes openly. Mrs. Knight suddenly shout,
“Oh dear, you are finally awake. You almost killed me with fear. How are you doing?”
All, the while, she’s standing away and just speaking, Tilda looks at her confused with her act. When, she finishes speaking, she raises her hand to hit her but the gate suddenly opens. Her knees shake and she falls on it and takes Tilda’s hand in hers and starts massaging it. Tilda watches her amazed as the doctor walks into the room and Mrs. Knight quickly leaves her hand. She glares at her and whisper’s to her,
“You better be ready to join me to the police station.”
Tilda looks at her confused and questions,
“Why should we go to the police station?”