Chapter 2: The news

<Present time>

 "Angela Turner, how was your weekend?" Dr Gatsheni asked Angela. 

"It was great, thank you for asking"

"Should l start with the good news or bad news?"

"Bad news"

"You are dying Angela, you need immediate attending to or else you will die"

"(Smiles) l don't have a purpose in this life, so l am fine this might be my dream come true, and the only way l can finally breathe"

"Breathe? You will be dead and that is being breathless! Don't you have any family members you would like me to contact?"

"No"

"That's not funny, l know you have an older brother and sister, where are they?"

"Dead"

"Okay (sighs) l saw your sister last week with your mother (chuckles) you must know that the hospital she is in, is connected to ours as well, so tell me the truth Angee plus l am your best friend!"

"My brother left me a long time ago to pursue his dreams and my mother chose my little sister when our father was abusing us, l didn't want him to embarrass them in the shelters they hid in hence l took all the beatings in my life, and also my brother knew what l was going through every day, but chose his happiness which excluded me in it! Satisfied? 

"That is tragic, and even more reason for you to die, but listen to me, you can turn that into something new, like a transformation of some sort, for example like a caterpillar, you know how their lifestyle is"

"No, l want to meet my mother soon before anyone else, there's a lot l want to tell her"

"Well the good news is that you only have 42 days, and…"

"(Laughs) How is that good news?"

"You are eager to die so your days are short (rolls her eyes), l will be waiting every day just for you to come to my office begging me to save you, l will gladly do it for you"

"Okay, bye Doc"

"Your beginning might have been bad, but that doesn't have to be the way you decide to end your story"

"l will think about it"

Angela went home and was welcomed by a beautiful dress in the doorway. Her father appeared right after, a smile on his face as if everything was fine between them, she was uncomfortable. "My daughter, l bought this dress for you, wear it with those shoes we are going somewhere just like old times, you and me", he said shocking Angela. She thought about telling her father about her diagnosis but chose not to. "Okay", she agreed, wore the dress with the shoes, and went to a place they had never been together before. The journey was awkward, no matter how much her father tried to make a conversation with her, it felt like he was talking to a robot. "l miss the old Angela", he finally said. " The audacity! That's rich coming from the person who caused 'Angela' to be the way she is", she said her eyes full of pure hatred. After what Angela said they continued their journey, but this time her father didn't try to make a conversation at all. "This is it, come Angela", her father announced. "l wonder what type of beating am l getting this time, rich belt maybe?", she asked after seeing the mansion in front of her. "Dumping my body in someone's rich house?", she thought to her self. The entrance had the paintings found in the museums which cost a fortune. The men in black suits led them inside the house, walking hand in hand. Angela pulled away from her father's sudden embrace and walked next to the man instead. "Come in Mr Turner", a voice screamed inside the room they were about to enter. "Thank you for having us Mr. Adams, we are grateful for your time", Mr. Turner stated. "l don't think your daughter thinks the same", Mr. Adams answered with a smile. "She is happy to be here although she might hesitate here and there because she still misses her mother", Mr Turner announced. "Come here child", Mr. Adams instructed and Angela quickly stood up and went to his side doing the opposite intentions of the words spoken by her father. "You will make a great daughter-in-law", Mr. Adams stated, catching Angela off-guard, and almost cussing. "Daughter-in-law?", Angela asked to be clear about what she just heard. "Your father owes us money, it is not a lot, but it might be for him (nods) so instead of paying off his debt like a normal loaner, he is offering you (points at Angela) his daughter in exchange for clearing his name in my books", Mr. Adams continued, clearly enjoying himself with the family drama in front of him. "Mother would be so ashamed of who you have become!", Angela shouted. "l wish she could see you! What the hell did she fall in love with? You son of a…", the maids showed Angela out of the room leaving Mr. Turner and Mr. Adams. "You are Adam, all because of a woman you turned into a monster... just like the bastard and the forbidden fruit, get out of my house, and it was nice doing business with you", Mr. Adams voiced, a smile on his face displaying his beautiful straight white teeth. "Now then, call my son and tell him the good news! I cannot wait to wear my white suit!", Mr. Adams shouted, which was evident that he was in a great mood. 

"Megan? Have you ever spoken to your sister?", Mrs Turner asked. "Yes, (smiles) l visit her all the time at our spot", Megan answered smiling from the memory that played in her head just thinking about her sister. "How…how is she?", Mrs. Turner further asked. "She is strong, (sobs) she always wears oversized clothes to hide the scars on her body! Why did you leave her?", Megan shouted. "I couldn't save all of you, you were still a baby", Mrs. Turner calmly stated. Megan left the hospital after hugging her mother goodbye, on her way she met Dr. Gatsheni, but of course, she didn't know who she was. "Megan Turner? May l have a word with you?" Dr. Gatsheni asked, smiling. "Is this about my mother? Is she getting worse?", Megan asked. "When will you talk to your sister or at least invite yourself into her life? Megan you know abused patients tend to get sick of living (frowns) l hope you know where l am getting with this, goodbye!", Dr. Gatsheni announced and left.