Forbidden Desire – Episode 18

FORBIDDEN DESIRE 

Forbidden Desire – Episode 18

Tags; Love, friendship, drama , thrilling.

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Days slipped by, yet the air remained thick with tension. Susan had made numerous attempts to reach out to Mirabel, hoping to explain everything, but each effort was met with harsh words and accusations. Even when Susan visited the house, Mirabel pushed her away with a fierce dismissal. Meanwhile, Jimmy was doing everything he could to mend the rift, but the chance never came. His mother was a tough nut to crack, and Susan, for her part, kept her distance, ignoring his texts and calls. The weight of it all bore down heavily on him, affecting his ability to concentrate on his studies. This decline in focus did not go unnoticed, prompting one of his teachers to call him into the office.

“Jimmy, what’s wrong? Your grades are dropping,” the teacher said, concern etched on his face. Jimmy sighed, weariness creeping into his voice.

“I’m sorry, sir. A lot has been happening.”

“I understand, but you need to pay closer attention to your studies. Whatever issues you have can wait for now. Focus on recovering your grades.”

“I will, sir.”

“Good. Remember, this is higher education, and grades matter. Stay focused, and everything will be alright,” the teacher encouraged with a warm smile.

“Thank you, sir.” Jimmy stood and prepared to leave, the teacher watching him as he exited before returning to his work.

As Jimmy stepped out, he found his friends waiting in the hallway, eager expressions on their faces. The moment they spotted him, they rushed over, and together they began to walk.

“What did he say?” Austin inquired.

“Nothing much, just that I need to improve my grades,” Jimmy replied.

“Oh no, you’re really falling behind! Can you believe you failed your favorite subject?” Samuel chimed in, and Jimmy let out a resigned sigh.

“Is there any way we can help?” Austin asked, genuine concern in his voice.

“Um, not really. I’ll just have to study harder,” Jimmy said.

“Okay, just remember, we’re here for you if you need us,” Samuel said, and a warm smile spread across Jimmy’s face as he appreciated their support.

As they turned a corner, a sudden wave of dizziness washed over Jimmy, nearly causing him to lose his balance. His friends quickly steadied him.

“Jimmy, are you okay?” Samuel asked, worry creeping into his tone.

“Um, yeah, I guess,” he replied, regaining his composure.

“Are you sure?” Austin pressed, and Jimmy nodded, reassuring them.

They continued walking and soon came across Taylor, happily chatting with a guy near the lockers. Jimmy pretended not to see them, passing by with his friends close behind. Taylor noticed his avoidance and let out a quiet sigh, a mix of emotions swirling within her.

Later that evening, Jimmy lay in his room, feeling both feverish and chilled, his body wracked with sneezes. Just then, Rachel entered, cradling a cup of warm ginger tea.

“Hey, bro,” she said softly as she set the tea on the shelf beside his bed. She touched his forehead, her brow furrowing at the heat radiating from him. “Oh my.”

“How is he doing?” Mirabel asked, entering with a tray of food and some tablets. She placed the items on the table before moving closer to Jimmy, her eyes scanning his frail form.

“Mom, we need to take him to the hospital,” Rachel insisted.

“No, no hospital,” Jimmy protested weakly.

“You have to, son. You’re shivering, and your body is so hot it’s like you’ve been cooked in boiling water,” Mirabel replied, concern on her face.

“Don’t worry, Mom, I’m fine,” he murmured, though his voice lacked conviction.

“You are not!” Rachel exclaimed, her tone firm.

“Call Aunt Susan,” he muttered, and Mirabel frowned at his request.

“Really, son? Really?” she replied coldly.

“Please, Mom, I want her. I need to see her,” he said, his eyes pleading desperately. Rachel sighed, glancing at her mother’s frowning face.

“That’s enough, Jimmy. She is not welcome here anymore, and you know that. You need to stop this and focus on getting better,” she said firmly.

“Mom, I really think you should call the doctor before it gets worse,” Rachel suggested, and Mirabel stood up, leaving the room to make the call.

“Rachel,” Jimmy called weakly, and she turned back to him.

“Please drink this; it will help,” she urged, but he shook his head.

“Please call Aunt Susan. I want to talk to her.”

“You know I can’t do that. Mom forbids it,” she replied.

“Please! I miss her so much, and I just want to hear her voice. Please help me,” he pleaded, desperation creeping into his tone. Rachel sighed, torn between her brother’s wishes and their mother’s rules.

“Okay, fine. I know Mom will be on the phone for a while, but you have to promise me that if I call her and you hear her voice, you’ll drink this tea I made for you,” she said, and he nodded, a flicker of hope in his eyes.

She stood up and checked to see if her mother was coming back, then returned to close the door. With a deep breath, she pulled out her phone and dialed Susan’s number. It rang for a moment before someone picked up.

“Hi, Aunt Susan, it’s me, Rachel,” she said, a smile creeping onto her face as she waited for a response. “Yes, I’m fine. And you?” She paused, listening intently. “Okay, that’s good to know. Everyone is fine except Jimmy; he’s really sick right now and wants to talk to you. Please, can you talk to him?” She handed the phone to Jimmy, who took it weakly and pressed it to his ear.

“Aunt Susan,” he called weakly.

“Jimmy, what’s wrong with you?” she asked from the other end of the phone. Rachel stood up, peering through the door to see if her mother was coming.

“Nothing, I’m just so happy to hear your voice.”

“Jimmy, how many times have I told you to take care of yourself? Do you want me to worry?”

“I’m sorry I got sick, but I promise I’ll be fine. I miss you,” he replied, and a heavy silence followed.

“Hurry up; Mom is coming,” Rachel whispered from the doorway.

“I have to go now. Just take good care of yourself,” Susan said.

“Aunt Susan,” he said, pausing for a moment. “I’m sorry.”

“Bye, Jimmy,” she replied, and the call disconnected just as Mirabel entered.

“I’ve called the doctor; he’ll be here shortly. Now you need to eat before he arrives,” Mirabel said, bringing the food closer to him on the bed. “Should I feed you?”

“You don’t have to; I can eat by myself,” he said warmly, and she smiled at him.

“Okay, go on,” she encouraged, and they watched him eat.

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Two days later, Susan frequently checked on Jimmy through Rachel, who provided updates on his health.

During school hours, Jimmy and his friends gathered in the school hall.

“How is your health?” Samuel asked.

“Getting better, I guess,” he replied, while Austin felt his neck.

“I don’t think so; your body temperature is still warm,” Austin observed.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

“Hi, Jimmy,” Taylor interrupted as she walked in. They turned to her, and Jimmy turned his face away. “Can I talk to you?”

“No,” Jimmy said, standing up, but dizziness washed over him, and his friends quickly caught him.

“Oh my God, is he okay?” Taylor asked, concern on her face.

“No, let’s take him to the school clinic,” Samuel said, and together they helped him away.

At the school clinic, a drip was attached to him, the effects taking hold as he drifted into sleep.

“Is he going to be okay, doctor?” Taylor asked anxiously.

“Yes, he still shows symptoms of fever, but he will be fine,” the doctor assured them, and they sighed in relief. “Excuse me,” he said as he walked away.

Taylor moved closer to Jimmy’s bed, holding his hand tightly while his friends stepped back a little.

“Don’t you think we should call Aunt Susan here?” Samuel suggested quietly to Austin.

“You think so?” Austin replied, glancing at Jimmy.