My Celebrity Crush

Kim’s Pov:

“Actually, the result is positive” the doctor said and I heard a loud bang in my head.

Oh, God!

What???Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Mum covered her mouth with her palm and looked back at Jeanne on the bed with tears.

“Po…Positive?” I asked with disbelieve and the doctor nodded.

I slowly turned to Jeanne on the bed as a tear escaped my eye.

Is this for real? We’re sisters?

She’s my sister?

Mum had already resumed sitting on the bed, crying profusely.

At that point, I couldn’t tell if I were to cry or something.

I just continued staring blankly at Jeanne on the bed.

So,, she’s really my sister? We share the same blood?

But how? why does it have to turn out to be her?

I felt the doctor place his hand on my shoulder and more tears came streaming down.

How can this happen?

Why does she have to be my sister?

Megan’s Pov:

I sat in the visitor’s room, fiddling with my hands as I awaited mum to brought out.

I felt so nervous and scared cause I’ve never dreamt of being in a station; ever.

Soon, I saw the door open and one of the policemen came in with her.

My jaws dropped open immediately.

Oh, my God!

Is this my mum?

She was held by the arm and brought to the table where I sat. Then, she sat facing me, afterwards.

The officer went ahead to stand by the door.

I stared at mum and couldn’t believe it.

She looked so tattered and bruised.

“Did you just come over to stare at me all day?” She asked and itched her ruffled hair.

“M…Mum” I called with a crack in my voice as a result of the tears that were almost coming up.

I just couldn’t believe it.

I bent my head as I felt a tear rolling down and I quickly wiped it off.

“What happened, mum?” I asked with a sniff and lifted my head to look at her.

“is…is it true? Are you really a c…criminal?” I asked, but she didn’t say a word.

I tucked my hair behind my ear and tried not to weep again.

“How did this happen to you, mum? How did you get involved in this?” I asked tearfully and bent my head in sombre again.

“I grew up without a family” I heard her say after a while and I lifted my head to look at her.

“I grew up in a situation where just the fittest survives. I was a street girl who went through hell just to make ends meet. I can’t even start mentioning all I went through cause I don’t think 24 hours will be enough. And as a result, I made a promise to myself; I swore I’d never be poor again in life.

“I became a stripper at the age of 14 and gave birth to you at the age of 15. I guess you should know what that means. It wasn’t funny”.

I stared at her in shock.

At the age of 15?

No wonder we look sisters.

“Don’t even ask me about your father cause I also have no idea. I slept with lots of men back then and have no idea which of their sperms created you.

“I started working for the secret illegal corporation at the age of 18 and that was how I became filthy rich and provided you with the luxury of life you have.

“But, I got fed up with it and thought of living a peaceful life afterwards. So, I quit. But unfortunately, nemesis caught up with me. So, I’m here in a cell” she concluded with a shrug and only then did I realise I was shedding tears like rainfall.

She took in a deep breath and leaned forward on the table.

“I’m sorry, Megan, for everything. I know I’m the worst mother one could ever ask for. Well, the truth is, I never experienced any love from a mother either. So, I had no idea how to be one.

“When I had gotten pregnant with you, my friends advised me to get rid of it. But somehow, I just didn’t want to. Despite the fact I knew nothing about motherhood, I just didn’t feel like killing my own baby. And when I gave birth to you, I was happy, just that…I never knew how to be a mother”

She paused and itched her nape.

“2135 and 4477; those are the pins to both my accounts. You can start operating them. The house is yours, the cars; just live and be comfortable.

“Sorry, I don’t even have a single relative you can hook up with it. My life’s really a mess, isn’t it?” She asked and scoffed.

“You’re now on your own, Megan. Once again, sorry for everything” she concluded and leaned back on her chair.

I bent my head and wept bitterly.

I felt my heart tearing apart.

The officer at the door came up immediately.

“Sorry ma’am, but your time is up” he said to me as he held mum by the arm.

I watched him make mum stand and more tears filled my eyes.

I stood up immediately and ran to her, embracing her tight. I can’t even remember the last time I held her this way.

I heard her sigh as she rubbed my back.

“I love you, mum” I whimpered.

That was the first time I was saying that to her.

“Even if you’re bad, I still love you” I added with my voice wavering.

“I never thought I’d hear that from you” she said and pulled away from the hug, staring into. my face.

“Take care of yourself” she added and walked away with the policeman while I watched amidst tears.

Theo’s Pov:

I drove back to the hospital after a while.

Pen’s words kept replaying in my head:

*Someone you call a friend;

Someone you call a brother;

Someone you’re ready to die for;

A loverboy*

*A loverboy*

A_loverboy

I couldn’t get over it.

Could it be real? Was one of the Loverboys really behind everything that’s happened? Or, is it possible she was just bluffing?

My head kept muzzing with different thoughts.

How . can a loverboy plot something like that? What could possibly be his reason to betray us?

And who could It be?

Alex – no. It couldn’t be him. He’s gone through a lot already and he wouldn’t if he was actually the one behind it.

Carl? Daniel? Malcolm?

Who?!!!

I hit the sterling hard with my hand.

Who the hell could it be?

Who could’ve planned such evil against us? Who did this to me?

Mrs Percival’s Pov:

I sat all alone in Jeanne’s ward, staring into her face.

When was she ever going to wake up?

I still can’t believe she’s my daughter. The mere thought of it brings tears to my eyes.

I took her palm into mine and kissed it.

I remembered when I had given birth to her. She was so sweet and pretty. Even if if I couldn’t get to hold her for long, I still enjoyed the little time I spent with her.

When she cried in my arms…I never wanted to let her go.

Will she ever forgive me for leaving her behind and making her pass through hell? Will she be able to accept me and love me as her mother?

Will she?

I bent my head and wept and the tears from eyes fell on her palm.

“I love you, Jeanne” I said ruefully.

“And I want you to know I never wanted to leave you behind. I just didn’t want to endanger you”.

I paused and kissed her palm.

“Please baby; come back to mummy. I’ve been away from you for 20 years now. I promise never to leave you again. And I promise to make sure you receive all the motherly care and love you deserve.

“Just open your eyes, okay? Please”.

I placed my cheek on her palm and wept. I felt so bittered.

Why wouldn’t she wake up?

I’ve missed her already.

I leaned forward and kissed her forehead and a tear fell on her lips in the process.

I used my palm to wipe it off slowly and immediately, I heard something beeping rapidly.

I looked around and discovered it was the anaesthetic machine.

What???

My eyes were almost bulging out as I took them back to Jeanne and found her index finger tap on the bed.

“J…Jeanne?” I called in conniption and sprang on my feet immediately.

“Doctor? Doctor? Nurse?” I ran out of the room, calling aloud and the doctors and nurses came running to me immediately.

“My…My daughter. She…she moved a finger. I saw it. I saw it” I said with deep breaths and the doctors and nurses ran into the room immediately.

I wasn’t allowed to go in and I rushed to the big window immediately.

My screams had attracted a lot of people as suddenly, Alex, Hetty, Mrs Tristan, the rest of the Loverboys came running out as well.

“What’s going on?” Mrs Tristan asked as they all came to me at the window.

I couldn’t even say a word as I just watched intensely.

Oh, God! Please.

I heard someone rush in as well and realised it was Theo.

We all stood at the window, speechless.

I saw the doctors and nurses work on her and soon, her fluttering lids finally opened.

Oh, my God!

“Jeanne” I heard someone call faintly and guessed it was Alex.

I watched her as she slowly turned her head to the direction of the window like she was staring at us.

“She’s awake!” Hetty gasped.