Call of Duty: The Overdose.


Obi began to pace the hospital hallway. It’s been 20minutes since they wheeled her in and he still hadn’t heard anything from the doctors. The nurses passing by weren’t forthcoming with information either. He sat down and fought back the tears, burying his face in his palms. He couldn’t help but blame himself. It was all his fault. Funto could be dead for all he knew.

The day started on a good note. It was a wet Saturday morning and he had decided to stay in instead of going out with his friends to play tennis. After having a thoroughly prepared breakfast, he settled down to play the just-released Call of Duty: Infinite Warfare he acquired. He was going to invite the guys over to have a feel of the game with his new LG smart curved 1080p full HD OLED 55-inch TV but decided to have an head start as none of them had acquired the game yet. He smiled. Now that’s something to brag about.

He had just adjusted himself to full game mode when his phone beeped. It was a message from his favorite pain in the ass.

“Could you come over?”, Funto had snt to him.

He shook his head and replied, “Busy at the mo.”

She probably wanted him to help fix something as usual. She didn’t reply and he went ahead to play.

He had played for two hours before he remembered she still hadn’t replied his last message. He paused his game and decided to call instead. By the fifth redial, he began to panic. He couldn’t help but think something had happened so he drove to her apartment at the other end of the estate.

He let himself in through the back door with the spare key she gave him after knocking several times with no response. The house was engulfed with eery silence. He called out her name but there was no response. He approached her room and slowly pushed the door open. It took him less than a second for the contents of her bedside table to register with the way she was lying sprawled on her bed.

He looked up and finally saw the doctor approach him. He covered the remaining distance in one giant stride.

“How is she doctor?” He asked.

“You are the young man that brought her in?”

“Yes sir”.

” Please, come with me to my office.”

He turned around and led the way. Obi followed, fearing the worst. He was never going to forgive himself if he loses Funto over a bloody game. He followed the doctor into his office and watched as he made some jottings in a file.

“Please, sit down.”, the doctor said.

” Is she alright?”, he asked as he sat.

“You have nothing to worry about. She is stable.”

Obi let out a deep breath. “Oh thank God.”

“Actually, she was never in danger.”, the doctor added.

His eyebrows furrowed. ” What do you mean?”

“Well, we carried out a test on her blood sample and we found nothing alarming. The sleeping pills you found, have you ever seen them with her before today?”.
“Yes. It’s valium. They were prescribed for her by her doctor to help her battle insomnia.”

“What colors are the pills if I may ask and how was she directed to use them?”

“They are blue in color and she told me she pops one before bedtime.”

“Oh, the 15mg.”, the doctor said adding more notes to the open file in front of him.

“What’s that?”

“Nothing to bother your head about.” He paused, then continued. “My best bet is your friend doubled her dose, probably to fall asleep faster or longer. We can’t know until she wakes.”

“So, what do we do now?” He asked, agitated.

“We do nothing. She just has to sleep this off. But she can’t go home today. We have to keep her for observation.”

Obi relaxed in his seat. “Thank you doctor. Can I go see her now?”

“Of course, you can.” They stood and shook hands.

Obi went to her Ward and watched her sleep for a while. He brushed a strand of hair from her forehead and smiled. “Thought you were going to leave me alone in this cruel world”, he said to her. He kissed her forehead and headed home to get himself prepared to spend the night at the hospital. His face had to be the first thing she sees when she wakes as she had a lot of questions to answer.

He stared into her face as she began to stir.
“Obi? What are you doing in my room?” Funto asked with her voice strained, trying to get up.

He laughed. “Your room? Better open your eyes well. You are in the hospital.”

She sat up with a jolt. “Hospital?” She looked round her room and back to Obi. “Would you like to tell me what’s going on here?”

“I should be asking you that.”, he said reclining in his chair.

” What are you talking about?”

“Well, I was not the one trying to overdose on sleeping pills.”

“Wait, what? Overdose? How did I get here?”

“I kept dialing your number and you weren’t picking up. So I got worried, came over to your house, saw the pills and you were just lying there…looking lifeless.”

“And you decided to bring me to a hospital?”

Obi leaned forward and took her hand in his. “Funto, I know you are going through rough times especially since you just got laid off. We can get you help.”

She pulled her hand away. “You think I was trying to kill myself? Wow. Obi, you disappoint me”.

Obi got up and began pacing. “What did you expect me to think? People have killed themselves for less.” He stopped beside her bed and looked at her. “I was just worried, okay?”

She took a deep breath. “I wasn’t trying to off myself, silly. You wouldn’t come over, I had nothing else to do, so I decided to up my dose so I could sleep all day. I guess I miscalculated, seeing I practically slept for 24hours.”

“Miscalculated? Funto are you kidding me right now? You don’t joke with drugs like that.”

“Relax. I just took two pills instead of one. I know, I know. Follow the prescription. It won’t happen again I promise.”

“It better not”, he said tickling her by the side.

“So, what where you busy doing while your bestfriend was ODing? She asked, laughing.

He looked at her with guilt.
“No way!” She said, with an high pitch. “You chose Call of Duty over me?” She pulled his ear.

“Ouch! Babe calm down now. It’s not like that.” He said rubbing the already warm spot on his ear.

“It’s like what? That your new TV is making your head spark abi? Am coming to replace it with a black and white TV.”

He looked at her and smiled. “Funto, am really sorry. I should have been there for you. If I had come over, this wouldn’t have happened. If I had lost you, I wouldn’t have been able to forgive myself.”

She smiled back. “It’s okay. I wasn’t exactly in danger. But from now henceforth when I call, your duty is to answer. Comprende?”


They both laughed.

“Our very own Call of Duty. What do we call this version?” Obi asked.

“The overdose?” She said.

They laughed and had tears running down their faces. He kissed her forehead and said, “Can’t wait to get you out of here.”

“Doesn’t change the fact that you are the worst best friend ever. But I love you still.”

The end.

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