L'unico: Part 2

The doctor handed Jade a prescription and wished him good luck before letting him go. As Jade exited the hospital, he found his mother waiting outside with an unfamiliar woman. "Hello Mom, hello Madame," Jade greeted them. Faty, his mother, asked how the appointment went and then introduced the woman standing beside her. "Jade, this is Madame Hayley, and she's a psychic," she announced. Taken aback, Jade

responded, "What, Mom? A psychic?" He then turned to Madame Hayley and said, "Sorry, ma'am, no offense, but I don't understand why I would need a psychic."

His mother, concerned, replied, "Son, I'm worried about your condition. I thought it might be beneficial for you to be examined by someone with spiritual insight. Who knows? Perhaps what you're experiencing is due to malevolent forces, an attack by an evil spirit. You need to have faith, my dear." Jade, although respectful of his mother’s beliefs, countered, "Mom, you know I have faith, but I also understand my situation. The doctor just explained that it could be OCD and prescribed some medication. Let's go to the pharmacy and leave this spiritual stuff to others."

The tension in the air was palpable as Jade's mother, Faty, looked at him with a mix of concern and hope. She had always been a woman of strong spiritual convictions, often seeking guidance beyond the conventional realms of medicine. Her belief in the supernatural was unwavering, and she felt that addressing Jade's condition required more than just medical intervention. Madame Hayley, standing quietly by her side, embodied that hope for a different kind of solution.

Jade, however, was grounded in the here and now. The doctor's diagnosis of Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder (OCD) made sense to him. He had researched the symptoms and felt relieved to have a medical explanation and a clear treatment plan. The idea of involving a psychic seemed unnecessary, even intrusive. Yet, he understood his mother’s perspective, even if he didn’t share it. "Mom, the doctor’s advice is what I

need to focus on right now. I appreciate that you’re looking out for me, but let's stick with the medical route for now."

Faty sighed, her shoulders drooping slightly. She knew Jade was right in seeking conventional treatment, but her maternal instincts urged her to explore every possible avenue to help her son. "I understand, Jade. But remember, keeping an open mind to all possibilities might sometimes lead to unexpected solutions. Let's get your medicine, but please, don’t dismiss other options entirely."

Jade nodded, appreciative of his mother’s attempt to bridge their differing viewpoints. He turned to Madame Hayley and said, "Thank you for being here, Madame Hayley. I hope you understand where I'm coming from." Madame Hayley, with a serene smile, responded, "Of course, Jade. I'm here to help in any way I can, whenever you're ready."

As they headed to the pharmacy, Jade felt a mix of relief and lingering unease. He was grateful for his mother’s unwavering support but also hoped she would come to trust his judgment about his health. The encounter with the psychic, though unexpected, reinforced his belief in addressing his issues through a combination of faith, understanding, and science. He was determined to follow the doctor's advice and take his medication, hopeful that this path would lead to the peace of mind he desperately sought.

Faty insisted on Jade so they went back home and the psychic woman put her hand on Jade's hand and began to speak some weird stuff that is not understandable. Jade got a little bit anxious , he hit her hand and returned upstairs to his room.

He was sure that is some kind of srocery of some calling to the evil spirits so he freaked out and run away. The woman left the house and Faty was so upset and started to yell on Jade she said: Why didn't you let the woman help you, don't you understand that she's blessed and people come from the far places to see her and get cured , fix their problems with her psychic power

Jade let her mother in her bad state speaking and rapidly he let his imagination drive him far to the world of the unseen, he started to imagine people going in long tunnels on the

judgement day, and he visualized a bip scary place as it is hell, and ugly scary people driven to this awfull place while they're screming and crying and being thrown in it. It was a very scary scenery drawn in his imagination, so he directly woke up and called his Mom to go to the pharmacy buy him some

of the medicine he was given by the pshchiatrist.

A few moments later, Faty returned from thep pharmacy with the prescripted medicine and some junk food in an angry voice she said to Jade:' I'm still mad at you but anyway at least you should take care of your health, here, there's some food, eat well and take your pills and go to sleep, you still have some time before you get called to start your work, tommorrow morning we're having a small trip, let's just go change the mood and forget about this scary night son, go to your room honey and have a good sleep."

In the morning, Jade gathered his belongings and joined his mother for their planned trip to a rustic farm. They had decided to spend a week at a hotel by the sea, hoping the change of scenery would be therapeutic for Jade. The idea of

the peaceful farm and the soothing ocean was a welcome distraction from the recent upheaval in Jade's life. As they arrived at the train station, Faty purchased two cups of coffee to sustain them through the journey. Jade, though seemingly composed, was still grappling with the shock of recent events. The doctor’s diagnosis and his mother’s insistence on spiritual intervention had left him feeling unsettled. He sipped his coffee, lost in thought, as they waited for the train.

When the train finally arrived, Jade and his mother boarded and found their seats. The rhythmic clatter of the train on the tracks provided a comforting background noise. Jade gazed out the window, watching the urban landscape gradually give way to the countryside. The scenic view, with its rolling hills and distant mountains, offered a semblance of tranquility he desperately needed. His mother sat beside him, occasionally glancing at Jade, her face a mixture of concern and hope.

During the journey, they spoke intermittently, discussing their plans for the week ahead. They looked forward to exploring the farm, enjoying fresh air, and spending time near the sea.

Faty believed that the pastoral setting and proximity to nature would be beneficial for Jade's mental health. She hoped that the simplicity of farm life would provide him with a respite from his worries.