Alan opened the vehicle door a little bit forcibly. He was all restless since the incident of me falling down occurred. His restlessness kinda made me feel good though. He rushed to the back door of the vehicle and opened it.
"Alright Valerie, you have to be strong for me. Okay? I know this could be as painful as hell, but please be strong." He said. Then he picked me up like I was some paperweight.
"Ah!" I screamed as the excruciating pain inflicted by the fracture slammed me hard.
"Aw Hun. I am so sorry, the pain would be over soon." We both knew that was a lie, cuz a fracture was no child's play, unless if he was suggesting that with the aid of an analgesic the pain would be eased off a bit.
It was already late in the evening now, probably around 7 p.m. or thereabouts. Alan rushed into the clinic building shouting frantically.
"Somebody call the doctor! There is an emergency!" I never knew Alan could shout that loud. Apart from the time he shouted at Chase his dog, every other time his voice had been always calm and very composed.
With the side of my eyes, I could see the way people were looking at the both of us, I guess some of them were mulling over why I was stained with paint or either admiring Alan's bare chest or maybe wondering why he was shirtless. He actually looked like a cowboy now, but the only missing thing here was, he wasn't in cowboy boots and a hat. Heck! This was actually turning into a Telemundo TV series.
"Nurse Salamatu, call Dr. Odeife immediately!" The elderly matron instructed a smallish nurse. The nurse got to her heels quickly. Shortly after she went in, she came out with a young lady behind her, the lady's hair was packed up neatly in a bun, and she had a stethoscope around her neck, which indicated that she was the doctor.
"What happened to her?" The doctor asked Alan.
"She fell off a ladder." He said.
"Alright. Nurse Matu, bring the wheelchair, let us wheel her into the emergency room." she instructed. I couldn't help but notice how she stared at Alan. I just didn't want to believe it was what I was thinking, she was actually doing.
"No. No need for that. I would carry her instead." Alan said.
"Aww! Oh dear lord." I kept on saying whenever the pain intensified. I was just trying my best to be strong, if not, I guess tears would have been running down my cheeks now.
"Pele o Omo mi." I could hear the elderly matron say from behind.
When we got inside the Emergency room. The doctor told Alan to place me on the examining couch.
"So what part of your leg hit the ground?"
"My right knee... Ah!" I screamed. The pain was choking me badly.
"Alright. You would be fine, okay?" The female doctor said. I felt as if she was talking to me like a child, and it kinda pissed me the hell off. The doctor was in her early thirties, but that didn't give her any right to talk to me like a baby. Or maybe she wasn't really talking to me in the manner I assumed she was, maybe she was just doing her job. I guess I was a little bit grouchy because of the discomfort caused by this damn fracture.
"Nurse Matu, please run a quick check on the vitals. Her blood pressure, pulse rate, respiratory rate, and blood oxygen saturation." She instructed.
"Ok doctor." The nurse replied and did all the doctor instructed her to do. My blood pressure had risen due to the shock caused by the fall.
When nurse Matu was done checking all the vitals. The doctor gave me an analgesic in order to relieve the pain. Then she began to examine the leg. When she was done examining it, she said.
"This is a hairline fracture, which is a tiny crack in the bone. It was caused by the fall from the ladder. Thank God it wasn't more disastrous, like in the case of a femoral fracture, we would have set an IV (intravenous) line for her and rush in 500mls of normal saline, then elevate the leg and all that. But since it's a hairline fracture, we are just going to realign her bones and place her on either a walking boot, brace or crutches in order to reduce the bone's weight-bearing load." She said to Alan. Then she returned her attention to me. "It's going to hurt, but you are just going to be a big girl, and also the morphine would help ease the pain." Excuse me? Did I hear this chick rightly??? She just spoke to me like a five-year-old! I know I looked pretty young and the fact that I was stained with paint, also made it worse, but nevertheless, I was no child, and I didn't appreciate all this rubbish. Anyway, I was helpless because of my predicament.
When she was done with the realignment, which caused me so much pain. she asked if I preferred a walking boot, crutches, or brace. I picked a walking boot, cuz I couldn't deal with moving around in crutches.
"You are quite lucky it's a minor case, so it ought to heal pretty soon." She said. I looked at Alan, he was starting to gain his cool back, but his face still wore that apparently worried frown. I couldn't help but smile slowly at him. This was the perfect moment to tease him of being a scaredy-cat or being some mother goose. But I respected myself, cuz I was still in pains.
The doctor got to her feet and strolled slowly to where Alan stood. I examined her and her movements carefully. Were my eyes deceiving me or was this bloody babe swaying her hips? When she got to where he stood, she came a little bit closer, no, too close for comfort was more suitable. Alan intensified the soberness in his demeanor. What the heck was she trying to do? Cuz I didn't understand the drama she was pulling off, I knew I never liked this chick right from the entrance, but I was beginning to confirm why I didn't like her.
"You, Mr. Would be needing some check-up too." She said. Then she was about to touch a part of his chest when he caught her hand. "I am perfectly fine doctor. I think the person that needs one hundred percent of your attention now is your patient, who happens to be my girlfriend." He said, pointing towards my direction. Those smooth lies he just told suddenly made my chest feel bigger. Later I was gonna ask him why he had lied about us being in a relationship twice now. But currently, I felt like running to him and plastering his cute face with kisses.
"Oh! I thought... I thought she was your younger sister." Said the doctor.
It was at that moment I understood why she was treating me like a little child! She thought I was Alan's younger sister. Did I look that young? For goodness sake, I am 25! I have spent almost three decades on this planet so far.
"Haha! That's a really incredible misconception, cuz I am very far from being her brother." He said. Staring at me instead of the doctor. I restrained a blush.
"Well, too bad." She said. Looking so disappointed. "I guess I'll take my leave now, I would come back to check up on you." She said to me. I nodded. As she exited the room.
Alan abandoned the wall he was leaning on and walked up to where I was sitting, then he sat down beside me. "How is your leg now? Has the pain decreased?" He asked with so much concern written all over his face. His current demeanor reminded me of the same facial expression he had when he asked me if I had anywhere to sleep when the roof of the mansion was removed. Alan had a way of being very shameless in showing his care for me.
"It still hurts like hell sha. But, It has ameliorated a bit." I replied.
"I am so sorry Valerie. The picture of the accident is just on replay in my head now. Maybe if I was more foresighted, I would have prepared to catch you, or I would have alerted you when you were about to fall." He said.
"Haha! I should have been more careful. Well, so much for having clairvoyant abilities." I said, ending with a snort.
"Hahaha!" He let out a peal of uproarious laughter. One of the myriad things I loved about him was, it was very easy to make him laugh. "And even in the worst situations, you always have a way of letting that humor of yours get to someone." He said.
"Well, sometimes I just can't help it." I said chuckling.
"I like." He said, then slowly exposed those brilliant white set of teeth of his that stole my breath away all the time.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I really do. Heck! Do you know how hard it is for a guy to make a Nigerian lady laugh? Most of those ladies sha. They do all those shakara, thinking that's what is gonna make the guy value or respect them, it depends on the guy sha. But personally, I prefer a lady to be herself around me, instead of forming all those activity they usually do. So I cherish the way you are whenever you are with me." He said.
"But you are not supposed to experience such naw, cuz you are all sleek and fine. Naija babes are drawn to your kind." I said, winking at him. "A perfect example was displayed here a few minutes ago."
"Hmmm... That chick sha. She is lucky I have zenithal respect for the female gender, and also my mom brought me up to be a gentleman. If not, I would have been more severe in dishing out my words to her, I swear." He said, with a little sternness in his voice. I was kinda proud of him.
"All these Lagos babes. Awon hustling geng. They don't use their eyes to see a fine guy." I was saying when the pain hit me again. "Ouch, this leg still hurts like crazy tho." I said.
"Sorry, dear. Try to reduce your movement, I guess it would help." He said. Then I nodded. "Don't mind that chick. And she is obviously older than I am."
"Haha. Bloody Cougar. That was so so unprofessional of her, I don't blame her sha. She just couldn't resist all this hotness." I said, chuckling.
He smiled at me. Our choice of conversation was clearly making me laugh, which helped me forget about the pains I felt on my leg. He seemed to be happy with that too. Surprisingly, he did something I wasn't expecting. He reached for my bottom lip with his thumb, then rubbed a part of it softly. He nibbled his bottom lip as he did this. "You have a little cut on your lip." He said, in a hoarse tone.
I didn't say a word I just stared deep into his eyes. He stopped rubbing my lip, but he still held my gaze. Then he swallowed hard, his adam's apple moved a bit in the process. "I guess I should leave you to rest now." He said, then he was about to get on his feet when I held his arm, which restrained him from getting to his feet. He was about to say something when I did the most unthinkable thing I thought I had ever do since I saw him at my doorstep two weeks ago. I wrapped my right hand around his graceful neck, then I launched a wet kiss on his lips.
Damnation! Way to go Valerie! You actually made the first move this time. I thought to myself.
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Glossary
Pele Omo mi - Sorry my child.