“I will always be here for you, Shelly, no matter what happens.” I allowed the doctor to fuzz over me, and I looked at him, my eyes following him as he took my vitals.
“Am I good to go?” I asked him, and I could see the wheels turning in his head, but he released a deep breath, unable to lie.
“Everything looks good and you are fine, but you have to take it easy; you can’t go stressing yourself.”
“Of course, but I think I will prefer to rest at home. Thank you so much.” I stood up and wore my shoe, bidding the good doctor farewell, and I made for home.
But as I opened the door, I bumped into my brother, and the sudden momentum made me stagger, but I was quick to right myself before I fell down. “Samuel?” The shock was obvious in my voice; he was the last person I was expecting.
But his face turned sour as he heard my voice, and he opened his mouth, ready to curse me out, when I spotted Liecia coming towards us, holding a pharmacy bag.
“Samuel, I got the drugs.” She held the bag up for him to see, but she hadn’t noticed me. My heart skipped a bit as I heard the word medicine, and a jolt of panic course through her veins.