I can feel someone tapping my arms, trying to wake me up, the tapping continues and getting aggressive that I decided to shut my eyes open, the fluorescent light hitting my opened eyes that I have to immediately shut them close again, blinking.
I was pushed, making me fall out of balance before I fully got awake, looking at the figures by my side, all standing, eyes on me, this are the police, what are they doing in the hospital?.
“ Arrest him....”
Wait, what?, I tried to stand, but two men are already gripping my hands tight behind me, what the fuck is going on here?, why am I being arrested?. My hands were handcuffed to the back as they drag me with them, taking me out of the hospital, what is going on?.
On getting down to the floor, heading to their vehicle packed outside, I saw the woman, the woman I accidentally knocked down her son, she was the one that have requested for my arrest. I never took my eyes away from her, I was staring right into her eyes as they were dragging me away, neither did she look away too, giving me that vengeful stare.
I'm being locked in inside the station cell, I have been informed that I will be going to court for judgement tomorrow. How could she had done this to me?, I believe she was going through anger and agony, but I still had hope that her son would be getting better and the treatment was to be handled by me, why would she have wanted to increase to my miseries?.
It's already late in the afternoon, I've been in here since morning, now lying down on the cold floor, still putting on my suit which I am now putting on for the fourth day in a row, I haven't taken any bath yet, I am all messed up and tattered, trying not to get myself to think about all the misfortunes I have been going through.
“ Mr Jerome.... You've a visitor....”
I turned my head whilst still lying on the floor, the police man who just reported the presence has now moved back farther, definitely not to overhear our conversation, giving us some space, it was my wife. I never wanted to stand, I never wanted to go to her, but I have to, if I still hope on getting her back, then I have to just let go and show her affection like I used to before. I forced myself up, moving to the bar, on getting to her, with the cell dividing us, she moved back, away from me, covering her nose, probably because I stink.
“ I wonder why you've come to see me, probably because you heard that I have been locked in....”
She was just looking at me, giving me a sympathetic look like she pities me, she brought her hand up, touching my cheek, as much angry I was towards her earlier, I know what's at stake, her.... I just have to accept her back in like all that never happened, I need her most right now, her palm still massaging the stubbles that has now turned to beard and my hands holding the bars, my eyes getting wet staring into hers.
She let go of her hand after some moments and her hand travelling right into her big purse which its handle rests comfortably on her shoulder. I was looking to see what she have got in there to show me or give me, that's when she brought out a file and handed it over to me.
One thing hit my mind, something I feel like I know what it was, I looked to her face and those sympathetic look was still there, what's in this file?, Why is she even giving me a file?, What am I to do with it whilst still inside here?.
“ What is this?.....”
I had to ask, I'm not accepting it until I get a clue to what's inside the file, but I suspect only one thing, am there's a high chance that it is exactly what in my mind.
“ You're to take this Jerome, you can't possibly run from it and secondly, there's not going to be any change no matter your decision, so just take it the way you see it.....” she spoke, definitely thinking that she's helping me, trying to talk sense into me, not knowing that she's giving and showing off her stupidity, why?, What did I do?, What have I done wrong?, What have I actually done wrong?.
I decided to take the file, really disappointed in myself that I have to see myself take this document, a document that signifies that I am to lose my wife, as well as half of my hard earned properties. She didn't spend another minute with me after I accepted the document from her, she just advised me to sign them because it was to be presented in the law court tomorrow too, two different cases I'm to be facing tomorrow.
I knelt down on the floor in front of the bar, head bowed low and shoulders brought forward and down, showing my submission towards her power over me, tears started flowing down my eyes realizing that I just lost all I have worked for, , I tried holding the bar with my hands so that they could support me, because from the point I just found myself in, I can possibly lose control of my balance and fall flat on the floor.
Few guys inside the cell with me came over, they were there to console me, their faces having that same look like they know exactly what I am going through and ready to share my pain with me. Their presence and consolation did work on me, but I knew that it's a matter of time and the real situation comes, come knocking on my door. Can I possibly win the charges against me?, There's no chance.