I looked up from the table I was currently dusting at the clock. It was Monday morning and the Slave Master had left for work over an hour ago. Maybe he had left something behind and sent Henshaw back for it, I thought to myself as I made towards the door.
The bell rang again.
“I’m coming, I’m coming” I yelled as I made past the dinning room into the mini parlour and threw open the door.
“What are you doing here?” I asked without thinking.
Bruno cleared his throat and used his eyes to signal me. I blinked and looked up to see one of the Slave Master’s many body guards behind him.
“What are you guys doing here? I thought no one comes in till the Sla–Damiloju is back?” I did a double-take, and directed my question to the bodyguard.
“Good morning, I’m from ON&T, I’m here to install the internet” Bruno said, acting as if we were strangers as he stretched out his hand.
“The Boss said that someone was coming from the Tech Company to install the Wi-Fi today” the Bodyguard affirmed.
I eyed his still outstretched hand warily before shaking it “Well, he never told me anything” I eyed Bruno again “I’ll call him and tell him, just go do what you have to do”
At that point, I opened the door to let them in “Where will the Wi-Fi be installed?”
“The Boss said to set it up in his office” the Bodyguard replied and ushered Bruno upstairs.
I was pretty confused. How did Bruno get here? Why was Bruno here? I was 100% sure it wasn’t just for the Wi-Fi installation, maybe that was why he called for the Slave Master’s name over the weekend.
I sighed having no answer to these questions as I was about to carry on with what I’d previously been doing, I heard my phone beep and went over to pick it up.
Text Message from Bruno:
Yo, help me get this guy away from here for like 5 mins please. It’s important.
I reread the message in bewilderment. What exactly was Bruno up to? The Slave Master was not one to be trifled with, but Bruno wanted time alone in a room that I’d been forbidden from entering from Day One, what exactly was the Slave Master so secretive about that was in that room?
I sighed and began thinking of a good excuse to get the Bodyguard out. If he was anything like Henshaw he wouldn’t be easily tricked.
After thinking for a while I came up with a plan. A took a deep breath and sighed right after what I let out a ear piercing scream. Then I sprawled myself on the ground and began gasping. The Bodyguard arrived in a matter of seconds and I continued my act, pretending to gasp for breath as I lay on the floor.
“What’s wrong? What’s happening?” he asked alarmed at my present condition.
“In-ha-ler” I forced the words out as I continued my fake asthma attack.
“In-ha-ler. My-room” I tried again and pointed up the stairs to where my room was located.
“Inhaler?” he asked his palms shaking as he held me in my pitiful state. I nodded.
“Are you asthmatic?” He asked.
I nodded frantically, pointing at the stairs again. I needed him to leave soon or else I’d actually trigger a real attack.
“Room-draw-er” I barely coughed out. This thing was getting real “Hurry” I squeaked as the Bodyguard raced up to my room, to search for my inhaler. I tried to stabilise my breathing at that point, but I was too far gone. I’d just triggered a real attack for myself.
When I was first diagnosed, the doctors had told me panic and anxiety were normal symptoms of asthma and if I was ever to experience an attack without my inhaler I should try my best to calm myself down. I tried one of the calming exercises I’d been taught, I was too nervous to execute it properly, my breathing was becoming more difficult by the second and my chest hurt terribly all of a sudden. Why did I have to fake an attack, I thought to myself as I held myself up on my knees, I was to weak to stand so I crawled up to the foot of the stairs wheezing louder as I dragged myself. I was going to kill myself, I just lay still and tried once again to calm myself.
Where was that Bodyguard?!
My vision began to blur and black dots spotted my line of sight, a sure sign my oxygen was very low and I was going to pass out in a–
I felt a firm hand press something between my lips.
By the third puff, my airways had cleared and I pushed the inhaler away as I the embraced fresh oxygen flowing into my lungs, I blinked my eyes open to see Bruno.
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
If he was here, that meant he had not been doing whatever he was meant to be doing while I had my attack. I had just tried to kill myself in vain!
“I found your inhaler” he said with a small smile.
I sat up and saw the Bodyguard on the step behind where I lay.
“Just go” I said to Bruno as I forced myself on my feet and wobbled back to the living room.
What a waste.
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