Chapter 52
1001words
"It's two minutes away.
Litsen I know a short cut to get to the main road where I set the location pin
If we hurry we will be ontime" Amala said as we started approaching them
We did that.
We followed her directions and in two minutes of almost running we were there.
My heart was hammering and when they told me Amala and Ciella to go in the cab they would take a taxi and meet us there I didnt even try to argue.
My whole mission was to get this baby in the hospital.
The whole time it was whimpering and everytime he or she gasped out of no where my heart would skip a beat or two and the whole time I held her or him onto my chest trying to provide as much warmth as possible I kept sending a prayer to keep this baby safe and alive.
I couldn't handle the baby dying in my hands.
None of us talked.
And I had a feeling both Amala and Ciella matched my emotions and developed an intolerable hate for whoever thought that they could just throw away a live baby like garbage.
We finally reached and to say that I had never been relieved to see a nurse in my whole life like I saw her that time I wouldn't be lying.
"Please help the baby.
We found her outside in the cold and we don't know how long it has been there.
Please help us" when the nurse heard that she paled and called for the energy room to spare and prepare a bed.
After a minute or two after the baby carried away they boys arrived and asked us what went on and if we got news to tell them.
Amala told them that they just took the baby away and told us to wait.
I on the other hand was too scared to talk.
What if questions started running in my mind.
What if the baby dies.
Whay if the baby survives.
What if I was too late to save the baby.
What ifs and what ifs flooded my mind and I didnt know what to do.
"Give yourself a break for a minute will ya?" Mandine said looking at me as she dropped a hand on my shoulder.
"That baby is mine" I said looking at her in a defensive way.
I was just twenty one.
"Definetly" she said after seeing the look in my eyes.
I really didnt know how I was going to provide for a baby at this state but I wasn't going to let the baby get away from me.
Was the mother going to come for him or her.
Would I have to go to court if the mother or the family wanted the child back.
Many questions ran in my head and the coming nurse is the one who saved me after sitting for almost an hour outside in the waiting room lost in my own thoughts.
She stood infront of us with a smile on her face and we all stood.
Gathering all around her we waited for the news she would tell us.
"The baby is fine.
Thank goodness you brought him just in time before any of his delicate organs could get affected by the cold and he is only one week old according to our tests" she said looking at us.
"It looks like you are life savers after all" she said and turned to walk away but not before telling us that we could go to see the baby.
Another nurse came along and guided us to the room the small baby was in after the first thing I noticed was the peaceful look on the sleeping baby.
My heart melted right away and I knew from that moment on that this young man stole my heart.
He got it wrapped around his tiny fingers.
One week old and already someone trying to kill you.
That day I called my mother.
Told her everything and she asked a thousand of questions.
She volunteered to be coming at my place to pick him up every time I would go to school or even babysit him there.
She also volunteered to buy all the necessities of a baby but not before everything is settled.
Not before any lawyer starts coming to me saying that I stole a child and whatever bullshit humans accuse someone who is innocent just to get them to give and also not until a week was over.
Because that was how long the hospital gave me and if no one would claim to have lost a baby in that amount of time then I would keep the baby.
The police said the same thing and for that period of time I only hopped for the best.
No one came asking for the baby and therefore the birth certificate for the baby boy I picked up on 20th november was filled by me and Angelo.
We decided to name that baby boy Ansel Caidre Hotch.
Present time...
I sat in the chair alone in the empty house as tears flowed freely from my sore and red eyes.
A bottle of gin sat infront of me untouched but it was definetly open and my phone laid next to me with the flight mode notification on.
Today I told my boss that I wasn't going to work and because I probably knew that Jonathan told him about the death of one of my best friend he let me down easy.
It was ten in the morning and looking at my pitiful self on the black screen of my phone I chocked down on a sob.
Today I wasn't even able to wake up and take my son to school.
My mother had to come and do it for me then left me alone.
