Endless Tear - Season 1 - Episode 25

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Endless Tear - Season 1 - Episode 25

“Ouch” I whimpered painfully. “Please be careful Tina” I said sharply. “Sorry” she seemed to be trying hard to control her emotions as she tended the bloody fist marks all over my body with hot water and a clean towel. “Just try to endure the pain” she whispered sympathetically. I winced as the hot towel hit my skin again. It felt like a great camp fire had been lit beneath my skin and everywhere was aching like hell. It still felt extremely unbelievable that Alex had actually beaten me up. He had slapped me once but even then, I never imagined that he would have the nerve to beat me to a pulp in my delicate condition. “Ow! Easy” I m0aned painfully. Tina shook her head. “Forgive me, but I really wish I could kill that husband of yours. I know he is your husband but he is a demented beast. My apologies” she grumbled angrily as she sq££zed the towel aggressively. I swallowed painfully. This is one subject I would rather avoid. “You don’t need to apologize Tina, I also wish I could kill him; my life would be a lot better… Ow…” I m0aned in pain as she placed the hot towel on my swollen face. She wiped tears I hadn’t noticed from her face. “I was so scared… especially when you passed out. We need to get you to the hospital” she said sternly. I sighed.


“How many times would I tell you that I am not going to any hospital? I am not going” I would not want to explain how and why I turned into a punching bag to any doctor. It was already embarrassing and degrading enough that Tola and Tina were the spectators of the disastrous event, adding the staff of a hospital to the list would be more than I can stomach. “You are being too stubborn Amara. Your baby is involved here, even if you don’t care about yourself” she said angrily. “My baby is perfectly fine, I am sure” I said. “How can you be so sure? Your baby is part of you; if you are hurt, your baby is hurt too” she retorted. I swallowed and endured the pain without making a sound. Tola entered the room, bringing more hot water and left in a hurry like she could not bear to see me in that condition. I exhaled audibly. For the first time, I really looked at Tina and noticed something odd. “Tina? Why do you have that swell on your head?” I asked, sitting up sharply to examine the swollen part of her head. She brushed my hand away, avoiding my gaze. “Stop. Lay still and let me finish what I am doing. This is nothing” I ignored her. “This does not look like nothing. What happened to your head? Did you fall?” “Y…Yes… I slipped in the kitchen and hit my head” she murmured I shook my head. “You are a terribly liar Tina, you can’t effectively lie to me” I said, knowing that I won’t like the answer. “What happened?” I said sharply. “Erm…” she coughed slightly. “I tried to pull your husband away when he was… erm… beating you… and he pushed me away…” “And you hit your head on something” I finished for her in extreme anger, bouncing off the bed within the twinkling of an eye and hiding the sharp pain that took over my wounded body. “The wall” she stated. “But it is nothing and it would go soon. I did not ask you to stand up, you are very hurt” she murmured disapprovingly. “How dare he?” I roared as my anger skyrocketed. “He might be able to hurt me but he has no right to disrespect my friends” “Please don’t forget that I am under his employ” she said. “Don’t beat yourself up over nothing. He is paying me so he has the right” “Absolutely not. He is paying you to cook for him and not bump your head against the wall. I would give him a piece of my mind. If he thinks he has put me in my place by beating me up” I laughed heartily, though it was painful. “Well, he should think again. I have already been stripped of my pride and dignity; there is nothing left to be ashamed of” She sighed. “Well, he is not around now; thank God for that. Now, you would use your drugs and sleep, thank God the marks are not visible anymore” “Yeah. My skin never retained marks for long, I am lucky I am not as white as that swine; Lisa.” I said gratefully. “Yeah, if you were, your body would look like a painter’s board. Now, come and lie down, you need to rest” “Let me see what I can do to your head first” I said alternatively. “No! I have done that. I am not in the mood to feel that pain again, please” she grimaced. I smiled. “And you called me a baby for feeling pains.”


********** ********** I felt much better after sleeping all afternoon. The previous night and this early morning had been too much torture because the pain burned into my senses, making me cower in pain from even the slightest move; but now, I felt as good as new, even though the punch spots were still hurting.