Written by Feathers.
I saw Jason on the floor, he laid like someone dead. To be sincere , that was what I thought.
I was scared to the gut. I ran to where he lay and checked, he was still breathing.
“Is there a doctor around?” I asked Helen hurriedly.
“No anty, what happen to uncle Scott?”
“I don’t know yet but he’s alive…” I said and pressed his chest.
I don’t know if I’m even doing the right thing, I just know I’ve seen doctors do that to patient who had almost lost their lives.
“Scott, wake!” I said but his eyes were closed firmly and his body- motionless.
Helen began to cry.
“Helen , stop crying.” I said pitifully.
“Our teacher taught us recuperation, he said the act of recuperation helps people that are almost dead to stay alive for few more hours .”
“Yes, I know what recupperations means but…” Does that mean my mouth will land on his?
My days! That’s literally kissing him. What will he do to me if he find out that I kissed him.
This is someone that sees me as an ordinary maid and doesn’t want to ever have anything to do with me.
“Anty! Please…do it for him.” Helen’s word jerked me off my thought.
I suspended all my thoughts and began the recupperation, my mouth mixed with his and sincerely, I felt more like kissing his soft and succulent lips than actually recuperating him.
I had even forgotten he was almost dying, I just continued kissing his lips when his eyes suddenly opened.
Jeez! I’m dead. I wasn’t expecting him to wake this way.
My mouth was locked in his, his face was on mine. I was stiff and didn’t know what else to do.