The President last day

"Rape?", she screamed.

Mrs Johnson who just finished dressing was heading to work before she got an abrupt call from a hospital that Aviva had been raped in her high school. She couldn't apply her psyche forthwith the news was broken to her. She stopped the call forthwith she was told. She lost her composure. She rummaged the room like an asthmatic searching for an inhaler. Her neighbours heard her uproar and became inquisitive. Some who overheard the glimpse of the uproar peeped through their windows. Nevertheless, who cares, none of them bothered to make findings, a spirit which African society was birthed with; communal. It seemed she couldn't make it to work for the day anymore. She pounced her hand on the head and removed the wig she wore, something she had initially roughen forthwith the news was broken to her, though she is calm, but quickly got frustrated.

Mrs Johnson was a widow, also an Aunt to Aviva. Aviva was the only child of her parents, they lived in Phoenix, Arizona, her parents died in a motor accident some months after she was admitted into the University of Michigan. Her parents were teachers before their demise. Johnson was the senior sister of Mrs. Jean, the mother of Aviva. She had a daughter and two sons. Her daughter was her first child while the remaining two boys were the second and the third respectively. The name of her daughter was Lloyd while the second and the third sons were Mark and Maverick respectively. Mrs Johnson was a passionate journalist. She studied Investigative Journalism at Harvard University on scholarship. She came from an average family. She and her late sister, Mrs Jean were two of best blood and were the only children of their parents. Forthwith her demise, Aviva only option was to go and live with her Aunt, Mrs. Johnson. She was a Journalist at CNN and also engaged in business especially estate properties. She was a calm woman, but could lose her calm over frustrating issues. She was a good mother and a role model to her children. She gave them the best in life. She lost her husband to the deadly virus, Covid-19 due to his aversion to heed the nation doctor's information concerning the deadly virus but kept following the former president's contention against face mask and how deadly the virus was. Mr. Johnson was just ill-fated to have died from the virus because the probability that the virus could kill him was short. They didn't detect timely that he had contracted the virus. It was during the first outbreak of the virus that was when he contracted it. Most of his colleagues at work were also diagnosed with the virus unfortunately he was among the few that died from it. He was on duty when he contracted it and didn't come home during the period or else his family could have been battling with the virus also. His covid-19 status was disclosed to his family while they thought he was at work and the next news they would hear was his death. She had moved on since the death of her husband.

She took her car key after perambulating hither thither in the room. Her thought was that she must be in the school hospital but something told her to call to confirm where Aviva was admitted. She supposed to have asked when she was called initially, but she lost her psyche. She couldn't take it if anything occurs to Aviva because she was the only successor of her parents. The spirit of Aviva's mother wouldn't forgive her if anything came about to her, she continue to mumble in her psyche. She went to the parlour to drop something. She went out forthwith, she forgot the car key, she had to jog back in to take it. She had to make a call to one of her cousin she knew at the Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta international airport (ATL) to book a flight. She drove to the airport. When she arrived. She phoned her contact.

"Hello, Melina, where are you?", Mrs. Johnson asked.

"Where are you so I can come to meet you?".

"At the edge of the lowest lift", Mrs. Johnson replied.

Melina reached where she was and saw her, they hugged each other. It had been a while they had seen each other. Melina's father was the junior brother of Mrs. Johnson's mother. Her father name was Collins Castle, he was a corp. Mrs. Johnson and Collins did work together especially if there was an investigation he could help her with. They were both working on the recent case of the massacre that was said to have taken place in Nigeria. After their discussion, she made ready a car that would come to take her to the Michigan airport. She boarded the plane and arrived at Detroit Metropolitan Wayne county airport after spending one hour and forty minutes, she was lucky to have booked the first flight out of eleven with the help of her cousin. She made a phone call to the contact that phoned her initially about the rape of Aviva.

"Which hospital is she?", Mr. Johnson asked.

"Henry Ford Kingswood hospital", retorted the receiver.

She had already spent three hours boarding a flight and driving all through. Her reaction changed forthwith she heard the hospital where Aviva was. She thought she would be at her University hospital. She thanked her creator to have made the call if not the journey would have been doubled. She waited for the car that wanted to come and take her at the Michigan airport. She was checking her wristwatch every second as she was running out of time. Her phone rang.

"Hello! I am at the airport", said the taxi driver.

"Huh! Please indicate", she said observing her surrounding.

She saw the taxi driver standing at the car entrance. She waved her hand to confirm if he was the one. She strides to where he parked his taxi. She seemed worried. Her Psyche hadn't been in her head since she had been informed of Aviva's condition, she pretended to be okay when she met Melina at the Airport, it isn't news she could break instantly to her. She had to change her footwear. The initial one she wore was too high to go through the stress she had been experiencing. She was saved by the traffic if not a car would have knocked her down. She didn't observe the car that was coming by her left before she stepped on the zebra lane. She almost went down when she heard the horn, because her psyche was already off. She entered the taxi. She took a long look at her phone like an albino who lost her route in the afternoon. She had to send the transport fare through her bank account because that was what she opted for when she ordered for the taxi. It seemed that was what she was doing. She checked her wristwatch and remembered that she had to make a phone call to the office where she works to inform one of the receptionists of her absence from work. They were the ones in charge of attendance and could know what to fill if she informs them.

"Hello! Please I won't be available at work today", she said.

"Ok, Madam", the receiver replied.

She had to be signed out and she reiterated that she would provide the reason she wasn't available if she resumed work. She felt bad for Aviva. Being her first year in school and it remained a week to her examination before the unfortunate incident occurred. She swore to expose the perpetrators. The taxi driver had been alerted of her payment. When they arrived at her destination, she dropped off the car and she headed towards the hospital.

"Oh my God", said Jack removing his wristwatch and yawning simultaneously.

They just returned from the malevolent act they executed on Aviva, their high schoolmate. Aviva had been deceptively lust after by Jack and his cohorts. He collapsed on the bed. Jack was a lanky boy with a huge chest. He did use his immensity to his advantage over his schoolmates. Jack was the son of the Michigan chief of staff, Laney Steigh. He was one of the most respected students in Michigan due to the importance of his father. He was also the first child of Mr. Steigh. He had three siblings.

When he entered his room with his colleagues sweat that was breathing on his forehead could a lot. The manner by which they stride into their isolated compound forthwith they come down from their car was alarming. It seemed as if they were being pursued by some men. They ought to take their car into the compound but they didn't do, something they rarely did except if they had somewhere to visit forthwith they returned home. He looked at the wall clock.

"Guy, hope no one sees us?", asked Harvey.

Harvey asked as he was staggering out of the bathroom clutching his belt. He rushed into the bathroom forthwith they all entered the room. David and Mike were still in the bathroom. Jack who laid exhausted on the bed, seated forthwith he heard the voice of Harvey. Jack and Harvey were the closest out of the four cohorts. They have things in common especially due to the friendship between their parents. They had been friends since their childhood and the political appetite of their parents had tied the knot of the relationship between them stronger and for the fact that they were complementary in the politics of Michigan. Jack was also seen as the leader of the group because they did consult in him if they had any difficulty and he was the most financially stable among the four. And for the fact that he was ahead of them academically also put him ahead of them. Suddenly he began to feel kinda itch on his face. He was using his hands to scrub it subconsciously.

"Ask him", Jack pointed to the bathroom entrance.

Harvey looked behind forthwith the arm of Jack went to the direction. He saw Mike coming out of the bathroom. It seemed he washed his face and splashes of water could be seen all over his gaze. Jack instructed Mike to be checking out the area when they were executing their malevolent act. Mike was the youngest among the four and the closest to Aviva. He was the one that set Aviva up because they knew he could manipulate her. He didn't feel like doing it from the onset but he was threatened by his friend and he had no option, but to do it as they promised they wouldn't harm her. He didn't take part in the act with them as he couldn't bear it, but he was the one checking around so they wouldn't be caught. Mike didn't hear the conversation from the onset until he came out of the bathroom then suddenly Jack pointed at him. He gawked at them.

"Why are you pointing at me?", he asked.

"Hope no one sees us", Harvey echoed facing him.

"Can you excuse me?!", he replied and walked out on them.

Mike hadn't been comfortable since the act had been committed. He condemned himself to have had a hand in such an act with them. Despite the fact that they all promised him that they were only going on a round each they did more than they agreed. Mike was effortlessly manipulated because he had an unwanted secret that was only known to his cohorts. They threaten to disclose it to the Authority if he failed to comply with them, due to the fact that the act could lead to him being rusticated and could damage his image and reputation so he was compelled to dance to their tune. He couldn't take it when they tried to bring up the discussion about their act. He went inside to change his dress. His facial expression seemed wishy-washy. He picked his bag as he headed inside. Jack and Harvey looked at him and smirked as he was striding in.

David hopped out of the bathroom. He shouted and caught the attention of Jack and Harvey who collapsed on the bed. They leapt when they heard David screaming, "Jesus". They surged to the bathroom and unconsciously collided with David at the entrance. Harvey held his forehead and seemed indifferent as his head seriously collided with David's. Jack only grieved a little hit, because he was the one behind while Harvey was at the front as they rushed in. David laughed when Jack and Harvey were fuming for being hit. He was only playing a hoax on them. He intended to frighten them that he saw a ghost was Aviva, but his hoax didn't go as planned, because Harvey and Jack rushed to the bathroom. Harvey was still holding his head in discomfort and Jack was trying to discern what was wrong in the bathroom. He was surprised when he saw David cracking up when he just screamed "Jesus" a minute ago. When his crack became uncontrollable Jack looked disappointed and he went back to bed when he later got to know that David was playing a hoax. David had been such kinda friend since they had known one another. He was deemed an unserious human. He could use all his day ridiculing. He was loquacious and garrulous. His chum was Mike and he was the one that he did ridicule most due to his pint-size height and chubby body. Mike was the shortest among the four of them. Harvey and David were almost indistinguishable in height if there would be differences it would be subtle.

"Guy, let's leave a joke out of this, what if this girl reported us to the school Authority", said David.

"Then she should provide evidence", replied Jack reluctantly.

Jack seemed angry at David. He kept mute for about a minute before he replied. David had already given up expecting a reply when no one attempted to reply to him within the twinkle of an eye Jack mouthed. He looked at the ceiling for some minutes, he seemed to be thinking of something. He forthwith bent to remove his shoe. He noticed Mike wasn't in the room with them when he looked around. He strode to the inner rooms.

Mrs. Johnson was overwhelmed by the condition she met Aviva. Her face had been eaten like a horse with rage. Aviva was brought to the hospital by some ladies who saw her beside a bushy area. The act was executed around 6:00GMT. Mike told her there was something urgent that they should meet for or else she wouldn't have left the school hostel. Even after the act was executed on him in the bush, it was Mike who hauled her to a flank where she could be seen and helped. He thought if she was left there she might gave up the ghost.

He initially thought of taking her to the hospital but he thinks he might get himself into trouble and his friends were against it even taking her to an open area but he still did. It was some ladies who saw her that rushed her to the hospital. They initially wanted to take him to the University's hospital but Aviva demanded she should be taken to a hospital outskirt the school. Even Mrs. Johnson was stymied when she heard that she was in Henry Ford Kingswood hospital. She was initially heading to the University hospital before she phoned. Aviva could speak even if she couldn't do audibly.

"Please, visit the chief physician before taking your leave", said one of the nurses.

"Sure, I will do!", Mrs. Johnson retorted.

Mrs. Johnson waved her hand in insignia to the nurse. Though at the moment she seemed to be carried away by thoughts running through her psyche before the nurse opened the door. She looked at Aviva and had the reminisce of her parents. How to compose and reserve they were, she had virtually all the traits of her parents. Even to the extent that she decided to call an end to the investigation of her parent's death. It was rumoured that her parent were set up by some unscrupulous politicians who tried to find their way through her parents' conscience in carrying out an unwanted act at their institution, they turned down the politicians' request, and their death was staged. Though Aviva had proofs, calls and texts of threats her parents received before their death, she decided to keep it away from the public. She preferred doing her things confidentially which Mrs. Johnson knew her mother for. The picture of all the politicians had become a personal property to Aviva that she did take along irrespective of where she was going. She did look at all the pictures almost every day since the death of her parents.

"I think I will still be around but let me check on the chief physician first", said Mrs. Johnson.

She stood up forthwith and headed towards the exit. Aviva looked at her by raising her head up a little. What she told Mrs. Johnson was still running through her psyche because she knew the chief physician would want to make a move regarding the investigation into what happened to her. She felt like standing up from the bed and go to the chief physician herself. Though Mrs. Johnson had compromised that she wouldn't make any move since she had objected to it. She didn't know the chief physician's office but she was looking at the tag at the extreme of all the office entrance. Mrs. Johnson knew she was getting closer when she began to see the tags of other top officials of the hospital.

"Good Morning! Chief physician", she said.

"Oh! Good morning Mrs. Johnson, you can have your sit, I am glad to have you here", replied the chief physician and used his hand to indicate for her to sit.

When the doctor saw her she discerned who she was forthwith. It was apparent for someone working at globe medium. Even when Mrs. Johnson entered the hospital all eyes had been on her. They wanted to give her preferential treatment but she insisted on her normal life. Though she wasn't comfortable by the way she was being regaled, she expected to be treated like everyone else. She seemed worried when she entered the chief physician's office. But had to discuss with him the complication of Aviva's condition. She was assured that she would be alright. Though she learnt that the chief physician had begun to take steps on the occurrence but Mrs. Johnson had to act upon Aviva's request. Mrs. Johnson tried to convince the chief physician that she would take care of everything and fortunately the chief physician yielded. And for the fact that she was a global journalist, the doctor was convinced.

"When will she be discharged?", asked Mrs. Johnson.

"Probably tomorrow because I knew you will have to return to Atlanta if I am right", replied the Doctor.

"Absolutely spot on Mr", she said while thumbing at her and chuckled.

She was muted for a second. She was thinking about where she could dwell overnight because she wanted to take Aviva along with her to Atlanta. She picked her bag and she shook hand with the chief physician. She went straight to the exit. And went to Aviva's ward. Forthwith Aviva saw her the first thing she asked was about their last discussion and Mrs. Johnson ameliorated her tchotchke that everything had been taken care of.

Mrs. Johnson picked her phone. She was muted for a while. Aviva marvelled at what she might be doing. She was checking for the nearest inn where she could lodge overnight. When she got one. She cheered her eyes. Aviva looked at her, she felt like asking but she wasn't interested even though she was curious. She also ordered for a taxi that would come to take her to the inn, after she was done with everything, she broke the silence.

"You will be discharged tomorrow and I have gotten an inn where I would stay overnight, we will be heading back to Atlanta, so do well to sleep and eat adequately", said Mrs. Johnson.

Despite the fact that Aviva had an objection to some of her utterance, she decided to keep mute and nodded her head in agreement with what Mrs. Johnson uttered. The presence of Mrs. Johnson in her life hadn't made her feel the absence of her parents that much, but she still felt disappointed. The same year her parents died, it was also that same year she was raped. She was having the reminisce of everything that had happened to her. All the occurrence hit her head like an amnesiac, she couldn't do better than to close her eyes and put her two hands in her ear. Mrs. Johnson noticed as she was preparing to go. She asked her what was wrong but she insisted to be alright. Mrs. Johnson bidded her goodbye at exactly 5:00GMT.