He did have an accident!

  And he did die and came back to life!

  My whole mind was a messed up shitty place as several thoughts ran through my head. Thoughts of how clueless, selfish and wicked I had being to him, thoughts of all the times I ever disregarded all the telltale signals that pointed out the fact that Ademide didn't ignore me just for the fun of it.

  I bit down hard on my bottom lip, trying to stop the sob racking violently through my body from coming out. Crying wouldn't do anything right now. It has never been able to do anything before.

  I felt a warm hand on my shoulder, then the bed dipping beside me as Ademide sat down. The fact that he could still touch me and sit beside me after how annoying I've towards him was really shocking and made me want to beat myself up more.

   Cleaning off every remnant of tears from my face, I looked up at Ademide, taking in the disturbed feature on his face. "You had an accident, and then you went into a coma, right?"

  He nodded, taking his hands off my shoulder. I felt a little pang of pain hit me at this action of his, I couldn't bear the thought that he might never want to see me again after this.

"I would stay away from you just like you want."

   I don't think I'll be able to survive it if he decided to stay away from me, I couldn't. I would go crazy.

"How long?"

  "About four months, I guess, I can't really say." He shrugged like it was nothing. "I woke up to meet myself at the hospital about four weeks ago. I was in a secluded ward and had only been attended to by a doctor and a nurse. My parents weren't really keen on too many strangers probing me."

   "We don't have any relationship whatsoever. She's just my nurse."

  She really was just his nurse, nothing but that, a nurse that he happened to spend the past five months with, not because he wanted to, but because it was absolutely needed. Now I know why Vera had sounded so disgusted by me on the phone.

  "I can't believe you still have the guts to claim that you're his girlfriend. Do you have any idea where he spent the last five months? I'm sure you don't, you clueless little bitch!"

   Instead of seeing the truth of the matter, I made up a different meaning and jumped on that. I really had no right to call myself his girlfriend.

Gosh, I hate myself!

  "But why? Why did no one tell me about this?" I asked.

   Ademide stared at me with concern, then he answered. "I guess they didn't want you to worry, and thinking about it now, I would have wanted them to do the same thing."

  He didn't want me to worry. All this while, he only ever thought of what was best for me, and how not to hurt me, but all I did was...

  "Then why didn't you tell me anything when you got back?"

  "I had no idea you didn't know," he explained. "I came to Nigeria the day I got discharged, and the first thing I thought about was seeing you. So I came to your school, it wasn't until you spoke before I realized that you didn't know and by then I was too stunned to talk."

  "You could have still told me," I managed to say through my clogged up throat as I blinked back more tears.

   I was really the most stupid person on Earth, how could I have missed this, missed just how much Ademide had sacrificed and done just because he loves me.

  "I couldn't then, I knew you'd beat yourself up when you found out, and wouldn't like the fact that you had doubted me. So I thought it would be best to forget it and just start over with you."

  "So you'd rather I believe you cheated on me than tell..."

   "I had no idea you'd think so low of me," he said, cutting me off.

  My breath caught in my throat at the severity of his words. He must have really had so much trust in me to trust him, but I didn't.

   "I-I-I just... I-I," I struggled for words as I tried to find any excuse to defend myself, looking everywhere but his face, but I couldn't come up with any. I really did fuck things up between us. "I'm..."

   "Mary." He placed his hands over my trembling ones, shutting my rants off. I slowly turned to look at him. "I want to go home, I'm not really a fan of hospitals."

  "Yeah, yeah. Right." I jumped off the bed, and gave him a nervous smile. "I should call a cab then."

  Ademide nodded, now looking at me as though he thought I was going crazy. "Are you fine?"

  "Yeah, yeah. Of course I'm fine," I blurted out, pressing my phone violently as I tried to order an Uber. Like what right did I have to not be fine? None.

  And what right did I have to make him concerned about me? None!

  Absolutely none!

I had no right to say or claim anything.

I had no right to even be with him!

  I didn't deserve him, nor his love!

  No, no, I had no right!

  My phone was soon out of my hand as Ademide took it from me. I didn't even realize when he stood up.

  He cupped my chin, and raised my head up slowly, then cleaned off the tears on my face. How pathetic! I didn't even know I had started crying once again.

  The next thing Ademide did, shut off every rant that had being playing round in my head. He pulled me against him as he wrapped his arms around me, resting my head on his chest, and running a hand over my head.

  "This is the exact reason I didn't want you to know." I heard him say. I buried my face deeper into him as more tears escaped me. "I know you'd feel this way."

  Like how could he?

How could he still feel worried about me when he was the one who had being hurt so much?

  This only made me detest myself more, and dig in the fact that I didn't deserve to be with him deeper into my skull.

  I let him hold me this way for some minutes, breathing in his masculine scent, and taking in all the warmth I could now that I had the chance to. And when I figured that it was enough, I pulled out of his arms and ordered an Uber. Then we both sat down to wait in awkward silence.

The cleaning lady soon came in, it was then I finally got to know that her name was Mrs Abioye. I hadn't even bothered to find out in all my rush.
  
  "Thank you, ma, I'm grateful for your help," I said to her.

  "You're welcome, Miss," she said then turned to Ademide. "I came to let you know I'll be leaving now that she's here."

  "Yeah, that's fine, you can leave." Ademide smiled, then added. "Thank you once again, Ma."

  Mrs Abioye smiled in return, and soon made her way out of the ward, leaving me alone with Ademide once again. But luckily for me, it didn't take long before I got a call from the Uber driving saying he was waiting outside the hospital.

  "Come on, let's go." I jumped up immediately. "The driver is here."

  The look on Ademide's face seemed to have deepened as he got up slowly, clearly not as eager as I was.

   We both left the hospital. He was surprised when I got into the car with him, he clearly wasn't expecting me to follow him home, but what could I do? I needed to make sure he was well fed and rested. It's the least I could do for all the times I've hurt him.

  "You think you're the only one that hurts? I hurt too, I'm not some robot who has no emotions, it hurts."

  "Right here, it hurts right here everytime you do that to me."

  I held back tears as I turned to look at him seated beside me, his head rested against the window as he watched the scenery.

  Thinking about it now, I've treated him as though he was some robotic human that had no feeling and couldn't get hurt ever since I met him. He had always being so composed, never got angry, always willing to talk things out, and make me happy like it was some duty of his. I never actually considered that he wasn't the perfect robot he had always acted like.

  I saw a part of him I had never seen before last night. The angry, vulnerable, hurt, and the not so composed side of him, but he was still my Ademide. The one I fell in love with, the one who loves me with all his heart. The one I clearly didn't deserve.

   Immediately we got to his house, I turned towards him with a dead serious look on my face. "You should shower."

  Ademide looked stunned at first then glanced at himself. "Do I still smell of alcohol?"

  "A little," I lied. Even I that was telling him to get a shower haven't had my bath today

  He scratched his head and turned on his heels, but then he turned back almost immediately. "You're not going to run away while I'm in the shower, right?"

  I chuckled sadly. "No."

  "Why don't I believe you, it looks more like you're chasing me off for some other reasons," he said, giving me a calculating look.

  Oh, he really was too good when it came to reading meaning into my words.

  "That's because I want to cook, and I don't want you in my hair while I do that." I explained. "So take all the time you need."

  Ademide stood there watching me for several seconds before finally smiling and heading upstairs.

  Once he was gone, I let out a breath of relief as fresh tears fell from my eyes. I walked into the kitchen and bent down at the foot of the counter, and spent the next few minutes there, doing nothing, but crying.

  Crying because I was so pathetic, crying because of the big truth that I was the most selfish human to ever exist. Crying because I questioned his love for me, and right now, I couldn't help but question mine for him.

Things are happening.

I believe Mary is going through a phase guys.

What do y'all think about this chapter?

See ya later, guys.

MARY ADEN.