Mr. Sam Can Help

"Mum, I'm not here for a relationship or anything that leads to marriage. I'm tired of men, they are a scumbag. I'm taking you to the hospital tomorrow. It's my responsibility to take care of you. Forget about Sam and his request. I have some money with me and it will be enough to take care of you before I find a new job here. To love someone is willingness from the heart. It's not a trap or by force."

My mum kept quiet and was looking at me. She didn't know how to put it. Mr. Sam had requested to see my face and when she stared at me that long, I asked.

"Mum, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Sam is there waiting to have a word with you," she pointed at the sitting room.

"Is there any need?"

"Sweetheart, I'm in pain." She replied.

I stood up and left Mum inside the room and went to the sitting room to see Sam. Sam was in his late fifties, someone old enough to be my dad. He has a bare head and his big nose disgusts me.

"My angel," he widened his hands and was expecting me to embrace him. I gazed at him for a while and if it was possible for a hot bullet to come out of my eyes, I would have allowed it to hit his forehead. I hated the fact that he wanted to take advantage of our situation.

"Please Sir, this should be the first and last time you come into this house regarding your request. We are humans with feelings and rights. You knew my dad so well. If he was here with us, I don't think you would have taken this step."

Sam was shocked at my strict response. He must have thought my mum invited me because of his request.

"Young lady, wash your mouth." He stood up and sneered. I have heard of his tactics and how he cruelly achieved all his heart desires.

"In my whole life, no one has turned me down. You will come to me begging when the time is right." He looked at me with a stoned face and left. I had no clue that his bodyguard was at the door. As he was walking towards the door, the tall huge man with dark sunglasses opened the door for him and they went away. Then I turned and wanted to go in. Mum was hiding behind the curtain and she showed up.

"Sweetheart, do you think this is a good idea?"

Mum was afraid of the unknown. He knew and had heard what Sam could do. I didn't know what to tell her. Probably silence was the best answer. I walked past her and went to the room.

The following day, I woke up very early in the morning and went to the kitchen. There were so many things lacking in the kitchen and I planned to go to the Mall to buy some of the essential items. Two hours later, the three of us were at the dining table and had just finished eating.

"What happened to all the foodstuff? I thought I sent you money for that?"

My mum waited for Kenneth to take the dishes from the dining table and when he was close to the kitchen, she said,

"My health…"

And before she could say one more word, there was a knock on the door. Both my mom and I thought I was Mr. Sam. My brother was not with us, he would have been the one to open the door.

"I am going there to screw him," I said to Mum as I stood and walked to the door. When I opened the door, who I saw made me angry more.

"Douglas!" I shouted in great anger. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry for everything I have caused you."

"Sorry for yourself." My heart was boiling. How did he know I was here? And before I could turn my eyes away and close the door, he brought out a bundle of roses. Ordinarily, the roses were very beautiful, but because they were in his hands, they were like thorns. I closed the door and went inside. Mum stood up and wanted to stop me.

"Please Mum, don't involve yourself in this matter."

Then Douglas opened the door and came in. He rushed to my front and knelt and was looking into my eyes as he begged me. The more I looked at him, the more furious I was. He made me remember all I have gone through. The pain was so enormous that I started weeping.

I could see in my mum's eyes the leniency and it was at this moment, I asked,

"Who told him I was here?"

I looked at my mum and Kenneth. Both could not answer. Their silence was a big yes to me. The more they kept quiet, the more I got annoyed.

"I better leave here, I thought I was safe," I said and went into my room to get my things. My mum saw my pace and the last thing she had wished was to lose me. She spent some time in the sitting room before coming to meet me. By then, I had quickly arranged my clothes in my bag.

"Please don't leave me," Mum held me from behind. I couldn't struggle or remove her hands by force. I was very afraid not to harm her.

"The only thing that will stop me is to tell that bastard to leave this house."

"He has gone," she quickly said. Then I turned and looked at her.

"You were never this aggressive. The big city has changed you," she added.

There was no need to answer her. The one who made me go wild had gone. I sat on the bed and fell on the bed with my back.

"Please get ready, let's go to the hospital." I broke the silence. My mum stood and left my room. Then tears came down my eyes again. There was no way I could forgive Douglas. I trusted him with all my heart. It's more painful if the person you love crushed your heart. I love Douglas with all my heart. Our future had been mapped down. Despite his gambling addiction and he was still looking for work, I accommodated him. He was the first person my heart had loved. Why will he betray the one he loved? As I asked myself that question, a thought came into my head,

"If he had loved me, he wouldn't have traded me like that."

I was still battling with words in my head when my mum came in the second time.

"Sweetheart, I am ready."

I stood up from the bed and cleaned my eyes.

"Are you still crying? You will outgrow all of this." Then she gave me a big hug. Her body was so warm and lovely and I wish the entire world was like that. I took my small black bag and we came out.

When we got to the sitting room, I discovered that Douglas left the rose on the table. I looked at the rose with disgust and didn't say anything, but Mum quickly took the rose from the table. We came out and entered a taxi and went away.

About thirty minutes later, we got to the hospital. I waited for her in the waiting hall as she went inside for her check-up. After some time, she came out from the left side of the building and was holding a file.

"Sweetheart, let go and see the doctor. I am with the test results."

I stood and followed her. We walked to the left and after a few minutes, we got to the office. I was the one who knocked and when we heard a voice, asking us to come inside, I bent the handle of the door and we went in. The doctor took the file and spent some time studying it.

"We are at the last phase. There is nothing we can do other than to carry out an operation on you right away for you to survive."

"Operation?" She echoed. Her increased voice was because of the money involved.

She took me outside the office and told me the money involved. All the money I have was not close to a quarter of the amount for the operation.

"I don't want to die," she whispered into my ear. I was moved by her agony and at the same time what she said next made me puzzled.

"Don't you think Mr. Sam can bail us out of this?"

This wasn't the time I should challenge my mum. She, like any other human, wants to live. I didn't give an answer to her controversial question and at this moment, Kenneth came to meet us at the hospital.

"I will rather go and beg my daddy than for me to go and beg Sam."

"Dad?" Kenneth raised his voice.

At this moment, I quickly remembered something and went back to the doctor's office and asked.

"Doctor, how long will it be safe to carry out the operation on my mum?"

"Three days from now. But if the payment is ready now, we can carry out the operation right away.

"Uh… three days?" I thought. Where can I raise such a huge amount of money?