IN The DARK (A Story Of Love, Betrayal And Survival) - Season 1 - Episode 47

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IN The DARK (A Story Of Love, Betrayal And Survival) - Season 1 - Episode 47

My step became slow, i saw two women
trying to hold Nelly’s mom, i saw the guy
nelly was betrothed to and i saw nelly’s dad
sitted in a chair in the reception, two men
were patting him on the shoulder. Without
been told, i knew nelly was gone, far away
from this world, far away from where i
could see her again, far away from
everybody that loved her. My mind went
blank as tears started running down my
cheek. I felt dizzy and I leaned on the wall of
the reception, something struck my heart
and i felt a great pain. I felt like a part of me
had left me, i felt like i had lost something
very important to me. I allowed the tears roll
freely down my cheek as i remembered all
about nelly. She came to me like a rushing
wind and she left me like a burning fire. She
burnt a part of me down and went with the
ashes. I wept like a baby as the memories of
Nelly flashed through my brain. It was a
great loss, i did not want to cry but i ended
up weeping. “Nelly!” i heard someone
scream her name, i looked up and it saw
Nelly mom. I could see the state of pain she
was and i could feel her loss. Less than
48hours ago, she was a happy woman, but
the woman that stood infront of me then
was a sad mother. Nelly’s mom rushed at me
and gripped my arm, she looked up at me
and said “Nelly, is this you? Is this you my
baby? Are you back to me? I knew you will
never leave me, the doctor said you were
dead but i never believed him. I knew you
will come back to me my child. Promise me
you will never leave again, i need you to
promise me you will never make me cry,
promise me Nel, i need you to promise me”
she shouted and brooke down in tears
again. I was so confuse on what to do.

“How will i console this mother that just lost
her only fruit? How will her tell her i am not
the daughter she lost when she choose to
ignore the truth? How will I tell her that Nelly
will never come back to her? How will i tell
her that she should weep for her child and
give her a final respect?” all this thought ran through my mind and i could not stop my
tears. If only tears could wake the dead, nelly
would have woken up. I knelt on the floor
beside Nelly’s mom and took her into my
arms. I ran my hand over her hair and said

“Mom, don’t be sad. I am here for you” My words comforted her a bit and she stopped
to weep. The other women around came to
her and took her away. I stood up and went
to Nelly’s dad. He was stronger than his wife
and he was quiet but lost in thought.

I offered my condolence and he said “Thank
you my daughter” i could feel he was trying
to find a daughter in me. I moved closer to
him and hugged him before going in search
of Jordan. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ I
met Jordan in a corner of the hospital, the
place was quiet and i could tell he was
trying to avoid the public. I tapped him on
he shoulder and he raised his head. His eyes
were blood red and for the first time in my
life, i saw Jordan cry.I took him into my arms
and he wept like a child, calling nelly’s name
every five minutes in the middle of his tears.

I consoled Jordan and told him to be strong,
he only noded without uttering a word. We
heard wailing in the hospital and we rushed
inside. We met Nelly’s mom weeping and
screaming her child’s name on top of her
voice. Nelly’s body was been discharged and
was been taken to the burial ground for a
final burial. I understood how Mrs. Stanley
must have felt. She rushed to the front of the
ambulance and stood there, stopping the
driver from moving the car. All she kept
shouting was “My child is not dead, give her
to me!”. Her reaction made me remember
my mom’s death and i could compare the
pain she was feeling with the pain i felt
when my mom died. Mrs. Stanley was
practically dragged away from the
ambulance and she was taken to her car.
Jordan could not drive,so i did the drive to
the burial ground. Nelly’s mom was stopped
from witnessing the burial of her child and
Jordan was also too fragile to see Nelly been
lowered to mother earth but i withnessed
everything.I felt it was necessary to stand by
Mr. Stanley like a daughter,i held his hand
throughout the final right. Dust they say will
always be dust.Nelly was lowered six feets
below the ground and just like a bad dream,
she was gone and never to come back.I hid
my face in my face towel and wept for my
belove friend.Tho we had our differences
she was one in a million.Again i was happy i
forgave her and i spent alittle time with her
before she finally died. After the burial i
could not witness all the weeping again, so i
took Jordan home and went home as well.

Immediately i got home, i went into Mi
mom’s arm and said “She is dead, my look
alike is no more” she took me into her arms
and allowed me to cry. I cried for a long time
and when i had no strength to cry no more i
went into my room. Dad and mom also went
to offer their condolences to the stanleys. I
called Khole and brooke the news to her.

It was a week after Nelly’s death but it still felt
like yesterday. I had resumed work but i
was not active. Daily from work, i would go
to the stanleys to console nelly’s mom. My
presence always console her. She would ask
me to sit on her lap and tell me things about
nelly, sometimes she would cry and
sometimes she would laugh, it all depend on
her mood. I made myself available to the
stanleys the more since that was the least i
could do for them. After the stanley’s
residence, i would go and check on Jordan
occasionally but whenever i leave the
stanleys lately i would place a call through to
Jordan. I tried to be strong, though i was
weak inside. I wanted to be there for
everybody. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤
Work was becoming more hectic. The
overhead bridge my crew and i presented
report on months ago was completed and
the president was invited to commission the
bridge. My crew and I were to cover the
event for our television station in two days
time. I had alot at hand,my work needed me,
the stanleys needed me and Jordan needed
me the most. I was bussy checking the
materials we would be needing for the
event when the my phone started to ring.

The caller I.D was “Maami” that was what i saved Jordan’s mom number with. I
hurriedly excused myself and accepted the
call. I answered the call and said “Hello”. “My dear, where are you? I do not know what is wrong with Jordan, he has been drinking and playing sorrowful music indoor since
day break. He is taking nelly’s death too hard
on himself and i have tried to talk to him but
he would’nt listen. The thing is There is
somewhere i have to be now, i do not know
who else to call apart from you. Please my
daughter,come over and look after him”
Jordan’s mom said. I was scared of what
Jordan might do to himself. I told his mom i
would be there in ten minutes and i rushed
back to the office. I took permission from
Mr.larry who was my department head and i
rushed to Jordan’s house. ***************
***** ** I met Jordan’s mom fully dressed
in the living room. She was happy to see
me,she hugged me and told me how sad
Jordan had been ever since nelly died, she
pleaded with me to take care of her child
and i promised her to do my best. Jordan’s
mom left and i head to his room. —————
——— ————- I WOULD TELL YOU THAT I
LOVE YOU TONIGHT BUT I KNOW THAT I’VE
GOT TIME ON MY SIDE WHERE ARE YOU
GOING? WHY ARE YOU LEAVING SO SOON? IS
THERE SOMEWHERE ELSE BETTER FOR YOU?
WHAT IS LOVE, IF YOU ARE NOT HERE WITH
ME? WHAT IS LOVE, IF IT’S NOT GUARANTEED?
WHAT IS LOVE, IF IT’S JUST UPS AND LEAVES?
WHAT IS LOVE IF YOU ARE NOT HERE NO
MORE? WHAT IS LOVE, IF YOU ARE NOT REALLY
SURE? WHAT IS LOVE? WHAT IS LOVE?
(Veronica Bozeman – Empire) That was the
song Jordan was playing loudly in his
room.The lyrics of the song hit me and a
tear rolled down my cheek as i remembered
my lost as well.I cleaned my eyes and
composed myself. “I have to be strong, to
console Jordan” i said to myself. I opened
the door and entered into his room..Jordan
was sitted on the floor, backing the door
and he had a bottle of alcoholic drink in his
hand.I could not help but feel pity for
Jordan, he must have been very close with
Nelly for the past six years and now, she is
gone. I tried to take the bottle from Jordan’s
hand from behind but he tightened his grip
on the bottle and he said “Mom go away, i
will be fine”. I shook my head and said “Its me”. Jordan turned back and looked at me,
he released the bottle and stoodup. He la!d
on his bed and faced the wall.I paused the
music player and i went to Jordan in bed.I
touched him and said “Why are you doing
this to yourself? You ought to be strong for
her, you are breaking my heart this way.
Please pull yourself together Jordan! Be
strong for me! For nelly and even for the
parent she left behind”. He faced the ceiling, cleared his throat and said “TELL MYSELF I WOULD’NT CRY WHEN YOU ARE GONE BUT I KNOW ITS EASIER SAID THAN DONE. LOOKED
AT ME, LOOK AT ME CHOKED UP NOW TRY TO
TELL YOU BUT IT WON’T COME OUT.WHAT IS
LOVE IF YOU ARE NOT HERE WITH ME? WHAT
IS LOVE IF IT’S NOT GUARANTEED? WHAT IS
LOVE IF IT’S JUST UPS AND LEAVES? WHAT IS
LOVR IF YOU’RE NOT HERE NO MORE? WHAT IS
LOVE IF YOU ARE NOT REALLY SURE? WHAT IS
LOVE? WHAT IS LOVE??” Jordan sang again
and cried.I was confused on what to do.

I buried my face in my palms and cried.
Jordan sat properly on bed and shouted
“She was closer to me than anything! She
was like a sister! A blood sister.Why are you
all complaining because I am mourning my
lost?Can’t i just mourn her for a year? I
would’nt mind mourning her for the rest of
my life because she was there for me
through thick and thin! I promised to make
her happy but i could not fulfil my promise.I
did nothing for her but she did everything
for me. Everything!” i closed my eyes and
cried, i was l loosing him to nelly, even in
death.