FATED LOVE

Alfred's POV

I can feel my dreams shattering when my mother looked into my eyes and gave me a beautiful smile telling me she's okay before her hands slipped off my hands. She can't be dead, right? I asked myself looking at her breathless body on the bed.

“Doctor!!!” I screamed, seeing the doctor rushing into the ward to check what was going on.

“Excuse us, Alfred.” The doctor said, asking me to leave the ward.

I sluggishly walked out of the ward looking back at how the doctor and his nurses are trying hard to bring back my mother. I sat on the floor burying my head in my hands as I cried profusely thinking of how cold my mother's hands felt before it slipped off my hands.

I could feel a huge figure squatting in front of me, hugging me tightly.

“Dad, don't tell me I won't see my mother again.” I said, with tears in my eyes as I loosen his hug and looked directly into his eyes.

“Smith, take Alfred to the car and he must be watched closely.” He said, pointing to one of the securities that followed him to the hospital and walked into the ward.

“Young master,” Smith said, signaling to me to walk towards the car.

I ran out of the hospital as fast as my legs could carry me and I could sense Smith running after me but all I wanted was to get into the car before the tears I've been fighting back flood my eyes. John, the driver, opened the door for me and I entered the car, allowing the tears to flow freely in my eyes.

I can see my dad coming out of the hospital with his eyes bloodshot red as he walks towards the car. He sat beside me and held me tight and close as the driver ignited the engine and zoomed off.

“Is my mom okay?” I managed to ask him in a faint tone.

“She's fine. She just needed to rest for a while.” My father responded but I could sense lies in what he said.

“Can I come back to see her tomorrow?” I asked , looking straight into his eyes.

“No, son.” He responded, heartbroken.

“But, why?” I inquired.

“You'll be going to England tomorrow. Daniella is there, waiting for you.” My father said, as he brought out his phone from his pocket.

Silence took over the space as none of us had anything to say to the other but Why England at this moment? Why doesn't he want me to see my mother? Is she truly dead? Different thoughts kept running through my head as I looked at my father.

I've never seen him this down since my ten years existence in this world with him. He was always a happy man both at home and at work. After several minutes of silence, we got home and I got down from the car, walking to the house. I entered the living room and sat down, still wondering what was going on but I can see that my father is not ready to explain anything to me.

I sat on the chair looking at my father's face, expecting him to say something but he didn't say anything. His head was buried on his phone with his eyes, tears filled as he scrolled through his phone. I walked closer to him and all I could see was him scrolling through my mother's pictures on his phone.

“Why would she leave us now?” He murmured but not for my little ears not to catch up.

“Where did she leave us to?” I inquired.

“Alfred, your mother is gone? We can't see her again.” He said with tears gushing out of his handsome face.

“Is she dead?” I asked, with fears gripping me.

“Don't worry,son. I'm here for you and I'm ready to take care of you till you group up and inherit my businesses.” He said, patting me on my shoulders.

“I want mum, I want to see her everyday.” I cried.

“She's always with us and she'll be watching us from above.” He said holding my little hands.

“I'll take you to her tonight.” He said, as his mouth curved into a smile.

I let out a beautiful smile and couldn't wait for the night to come so that I could see my mother again. I rushed into my room and brought out my mini tablet and I started looking at the videos I made with my mother. I watched everything including her pictures and I gave out a satisfactory smile. Seeing my mother tonight is my prayer and now,it's coming to pass.

Iris, our cook, came to the living room to notify us that the food is ready and my father told me to go ahead. It's getting late already and all I just wanted is to see my mother but I'm so famished as well. I followed Iris to the dining room and I started eating happily, with the thought of seeing my mother clouding my features.

I finished eating and it was already dark. I rushed to my father who was still sitting in the living room to remind him of his promise.

“It's getting late, daddy. Let's go to mum.” I said, standing in front of him.

“Let's go, son.” He said, holding my little hands as we walked out of the living room to the balcony.

With joy in my heart, I jumped up excitedly as we walked to the balcony.

“Look at the biggest start up there.” He said, pointing to the sky and I raised my head up to see it.

“Is it that?” I asked, pointing to a start.

“Not that, the other one over there.” He said, pointing to the biggest star.

“That?” I said, pointing to another start.

“Yes, you got it right.” He said, giving me a satisfactory smile.

“Anytime you want to see your mother, just come to the balcony and look up there at night. That's your mother, shining brighter than other stars.” He said, trying to fight back his tears.

I was so happy to see the star and knowing that my mother is the biggest star gives me so much joy and excitement. I kept on looking at it with a smiley face as it makes me feel like my mother is truly with me.

“It's time for bed, Alfred.” My father said, squatting in front of me and holding my hands.

“I want to look at mum for five more minutes.” I responded.

“Your flight is 8am tomorrow and you should get to the pack earlier before the time.” He said, looking into my eyes.

“Can I look at mum this way in England?” I curiously asked.

“Yes, I'll tell Daniela to take you to your mum anytime you want to see her.” He said,

I felt like a burden was lifted from my head as I walked into my room with joy. I bumped into my bed as I heaved a sigh of relief. I kept thinking of the stars before I slept off.