DON'T YOU MEAN, BE REINCARNATED?

'𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙

𝐼 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡

𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑏𝑒?

𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑏𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑦, 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑐ℎ?

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒

𝑄𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎, 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒

𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒

𝑄𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎, 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒.

𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑘𝑖𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑙,

𝐼 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑏𝑒

𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑏𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑐ℎ?

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒…

𝑄𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎, 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒

𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒

𝑄𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎, 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒.'

Chris smiled as he listened to the lullaby she was singing for her baby, it touched his soul, it soothed his soul and mind, it warmed his heart. It reminded him of his childhood when his Mom would sit beside him on his bed and sing for him to fall asleep or when he haves a terrible dream and couldn't go back to sleep. He missed his childhood and watching her through the rear mirror as she sings so sweetly for her baby warmed his heart.

He drove into the cold night, feeling the cold wind gush through his windshield, he felt it. He could feel it. He smiled as he continued watching her through the rear mirror of his car and her daughter is such a cute baby that he dreamt of her as his own child.

"Bro, I have been watching you look at my wife through the rear mirror, do you have eyes for him?" His elder brother chekwube asked in a joking tone.

Yes I mentioned in a chapter, about Chris having an elder brother called chekwube who died in a car accident along with his wife but their baby survived.

"Haha, why would I have eyes for her when she's already married to you?" He asked and laughed.

"But you keep staring at her through the rear mirror." His brother joked again.

"I was touched by the lyrics of the song she was singing. It made me remember our childhood years when Mother used to sing us to sleep." He smiled and his heart melted at that thought.

"I missed those years too." Chekwube inserted, smiling too. "I wish I will go back into Mom's belly and be reborn."

"Don't you mean, be reincarnated?" His wife joked, still singing the lullaby as she watched her little princess drift off to sleep.

"Yeah, something like that." He laughed.

Chris watched the cute couple at the back passenger's seat through the rear mirror, watching their little daughter as she slept. It made him desire marriage, it made him want to have his own baby and he wondered what it feels to be a father.

He focused on the road as the silent night pass by, they were returning from the hospital, they went for check up on how the baby was doing because she had a little fever and they had to rush her to the hospital. It was dusk when they noticed the fever and he had to drive them. He really and truly loves baby Rose and wished for a baby like her.

"Bro you should go and get married, you're aging." His brother interrupted his thoughts. "I want cute nephews and nieces for Rose."

"Hehe, I'm only 27 and you want me to get married already?" He asked, stifling a chuckle at what his brother said.

"Yes, you are not getting any younger." His brother's wife chipped in. "I want someone who will sing lullaby with me for the babies."

"Alright guys, I will get married if that's what you want." He laughed, loving the atmosphere. They were all laughing and all that when his phone started ringing beside him, he tried to pick it up but it fell off accidentally to where his accelerator pedal was. He reached for it with one hand and the other hand on the steering wheel. His eyes focused on the road but when he couldn't reach his phone with his hand. He looked down to his accelerator pedal to know where exactly his phone hid itself, totally forgetting the roads.

"Gotcha." He smiled and picked his phone but it has stopped ringing. He lifted his head up but what he saw next took him unawares, a big truck car was coming in front of him, flashing its lights completely blinding him. He tried to move away from it but it was too late.

His brother and wife screamed in fear as he collided with the truck and everywhere went blank completely. The next thing he saw was he found himself in the hospital when the doctor told him they couldn't save his brother or wife but their baby survived. How he and the baby survive was still a puzzle to him. He was literally in front of the car so he should have been the one to die instead his brother took his place. That was the day he cursed fate, the day he hated fate and never believed in it anymore. It took what was so precious to him… his elder brother and his wife. Death snatched him away from him. He mourned his death for a year before he could finally get over his death but the memory of his brother's death lingered on his mind. He was there, watching his brother die. His brother's death was a bomb to him, he never believed one day, he would wake up and not find him there.

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He squirmed as he tried to shake off the painful memory from his brain, up till this moment, he blamed himself for his brother and wife's death. If he hadn't picked that phone, if he hadn't looked down to get that stupid phone. His brother and wife will be alive now but no fate destroyed everything, it took the one he ever adored and worshipped. He tried to squint his eyes open but he couldn't, he couldn't move a muscle, it was as if he was stuck. After more struggling to free himself from what kept him captive, he opened his eyes forcefully and was greeted by the rays of sunlight that came in through the open window.

He tried moving his body but his body aches as if something big hit it. He stared at the white ceiling, wondering where he was. After some minutes of adjusting to the light, he moved his eyes over the room and realized it was a hospital and he's lying in a hospital bed. He stared in horror at his environment. Staring at the white ceiling and the familiar scent of the hospital reminded him of his brother's death but he waved it off, he didn't want to dwell in that painful experience again. He continued looking around his ward.

He looked over his shoulder and saw the monitor reading his heart beats, on the the left side stood the ventilator machine transferring air through the anesthesia mask he wore over his nose. Electrodes pipes were stuck on some parts of his body, he wondered what they were or what they do including the high blood pressure cuff wrapped over his right arm and the pulse oximeter wrapped around his second finger. He wondered what they all do, it was a high class hospital so some of the equipments in his room, he didn't know their names or what they do and his ward was well furnished with hospital equipments.

An IV pole stood beside him at the edge of his bed with the IV bag doing its own work. He closed his eyes and tried to remember how he ended up here, after much deep thinking, it dawned on him he was involved in accident with Jane. He immediately shots his eyes open remembering Jane. He hoped she's okay but he didn't see her in this room.

𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒? He prayed silently for nothing to happen to her, he couldn't save his brother's life and if she haves the same fate like his brother and wife. He won't forgive himself and he will forever live with that guilt he killed two people who are dear to him.

Don't get me wrong, he doesn't have any special feelings for her but as his friend and the woman he wants to marry, he will never forgive himself if something should happen to her.

He started screaming with all his might, hoping someone hears him although his voice is strained and more like a whisper. He could barely hear his own voice, did the accident also affected his sense of speech? He screamed and screamed but it was pointless, he gave up as tears stung his eyes. He really hoped Jane is okay. He wouldn't want anything to happen to her. After some minutes of weeping silently, he dozed off.