My Ex Almost Broke Me

Going home!

Nande’s POV

“No, the hospital policy states that you should be accompanied by someone. You can’t leave alone. Someone has to fetch you. I’m sure your family will fetch it,” explained the head nurse for the hundredth time. She’s really a patient person. I would prefer not to call my family. I messed up, they were sweet enough to bring me here, but they haven’t visited me. But where am I gonna go from here? I really didn’t think this through again. My family was right again like they were right seven years ago. I really have no one to call. I never had friends. Lucky made sure that he isolated me from all my family and friends. Look at me now. I am tempted to call my mom, but I can’t bear to see the disappointment in her eyes every time she looks at me. It makes me feel like a failure. The hopes and dreams they had for me were shattered seven years ago. Even though I cut everyone off, I didn’t delete their contacts. Maybe I could stay with an old friend for a few days until my family calms down. I know they are furious right now and they have every right to be.

I go through my contacts. I call Annie, she was one of my closest friends. She also begged me not to leave, but I was cruel to her. I remember her walking away crying. Thinking about how we parted, makes me hesitate for a second. If my brother, my own flesh and blood, hasn’t forgiven me, what makes me think Annie would forgive me? I continue scrolling on my contacts list. And I’m embarrassed to say, none of these people would help me. I decided to call Annie first.

“Hello?” She picked up so quickly. I wasn’t ready.

“Hello Annie.”

“Oh Nande,” she replies, sounding shocked. She wasn’t expecting a call from me. “What do you want?” She didn’t sound mad, but that question reminded me that I had messed up. And I don’t know what to say to the person who loved me like a sister. But what did I do? I turned my back on her. And before I gathered the courage to ask her to come fetch me, she hung up. I was going to pay her. When I’m about to call her again, the nurse walks towards me.

“I called your mom for you. I don’t know why you were scared to call her, she didn’t even sound mad. She said your sister would come fetch you in an hour or two. I told you, she’s your mom, she won’t stay mad at you forever,” said the nurse. I didn’t know what to say, so I just thanked her. She has helped me more than she could ever imagine. I wonder how Zandi feels about fetching me after what I said to her the other night. It was uncalled for. I was wrong. I hope she’ll forgive me.

My sister arrived two hours after the call. I saw her speaking with the nurse. She doesn’t even look my way. She’s still mad at me. She signs the papers, and she turns to walk towards the door. The nurse calls for me to hurry up. I thanked her again before I dashed out the door. I caught up with Zandi. I greet her but she doesn’t reply. Until I notice she’s wearing her wireless headphones. It’s going to be an awkward journey home. When we get to the car, she gets in, but I am hesitant. I have burdened everyone. It’s enough.

“Are you getting in or what?” She’s still mad at me. I decide to get in, there’s no use of not getting it. Not only has she abandoned her plans and came here, I don’t have money to get a taxi home. She takes off before I can even properly close the door. I’m worried about the rest of the family. If they’re still mad it will be uncomfortable in the house. Thirty minutes later, she stops by the gate. And when I don’t move, she takes out one of her earphones and then she looks at me. She’s furious. “What are you waiting for Nande? Get out!” I know what I did was wrong, but she has no right to talk to me like that and I told her. I’ve never seen my sister so mad. She opens the driver's door, gets off, opens the passenger door and then she pulls me out of her car. “Don’t tell me about rights when you are in my car. I don’t care who you are. Why did you even come back?” She asked me, pushing me away from the car. This shocks me. I didn’t say anything.

“Don’t let her turn into someone you are not,” said Phila, appearing out of nowhere. He hugs Zandi as if she’s the one who almost fell onto the ground. I decide to walk to the house and leave the two alone. I know I was wrong to do what I did, how I talked to them the other night, but Zandi doesn’t have a right to treat me like that. There’s no one here and the doors are locked. I walked back to the street to ask my siblings for the keys, but the car was no longer parked on the side of the road. My heart breaks, I’m hungry and I need to sleep. How could they treat me like this when I just lost my baby? Don’t I deserve some sympathy? The least they could have done was to give me the key. My phone pings.

Annie: Don’t ever call or text me ever again! Lose my number.

When I got home, I realised that I had messed up and I wanted to make things right. I know I deserve the way people are treating me, but I don’t need that kind of treatment today of all days. Like I keep saying, I know I was wrong but I don’t deserve this. And I can’t help but sob. It’s one of those days where I needed some love and comfort. I don’t even know when my parents or my siblings will be back. My mom knocks off around 3pm. That’s two more hours. I’m not sure about my father knocking off at 4pm. I don’t know what time my parents usually get home. And I took a long time to get out of the car because I wasn’t ready to face the place where Lucky beat me and I lost the baby. She should have been understanding.