UNDERNEATH!

Three years ago!

"Samantha, hurry up quickly! Hurry with the keys. She's losing a lot of blood! We need to rush her to the hospital as quickly as possible!" Mr Stephen Davis' thunderous voice echoed in the living room.

One of his daughters had just fallen off the staircase and was lying unconsciously on the floor. She was in the pool of her own blood.

The living room was filled with blood.

Mrs Samantha Davis, his wife, quickly rushed out of the master bedroom with the car keys to take the unconscious girl to the hospital.

Mr Stephen Davis snatched the keys from her hand in anxiety.

He was not a Doctor, but he could tell from the amount of blood oozing out of the unconscious girl that, if he delayed for even a second, the chances of him losing his precious daughter was close to certain.

He lifted the unconscious girl up from the floor and dashed out of the house like a lunatic. He placed the young girl at the back seat of the car.

Mrs Samantha Davis quickly opened the car, sat down, and placed the unconscious girl's head on her laps.

Upon entering the car, Mr Stephen Davis quickly sped off onto the streets as though on a police chase.

Since it was past 11:00 o'clock midnight, there was no traffic in town and they managed to reach the Hospital within 15 to 20 minutes later.

Mr Stephen Davis started shouting hysterically at the entrance of Fairfield Teaching Hospital upon their arrival.

"Help! Help us. Please! It's an emergency! Someone please call a Doctor, please!" While saying this, he lifted his baby girl from the back seat and rushed her into the emergency ward.

A female nurse quickly came out with a stretcher upon hearing the commotion.

But the man was in a hurry and was running helter-skelter, such that, the nurse couldn't catch up with him.

So, she found herself pulling the empty stretcher behind them.

Mr Stephen Davis placed the unconscious lady on one of the hospital beds as he cried out desperately. "Someone get me a Doctor! Please! She has lost so much blood, I'm losing my baby girl! Hurry up. Please! get me a Doctor!"

Mrs Samantha Davis was a middle-aged woman, who could not keep up with her husband's pace and came in minutes later.

A well-dressed middle-aged man in white clothes walked into the emergency ward. He quickly checked the unconscious girl's pulse and attended to her immediately.

"Please wait outside, we need to attend to her." He ordered the family of the unconscious lady.

After about ten minutes, he came out of the emergency ward with a team of doctors and nurses.

They were pulling an unconscious lady on a stretcher to a different ward.

Mr Stephen Davis immediately recognized it was his little girl and asked the doctor frantically, "Where are you taking her to?"

Doctor Andrews Jones replied, "The patient lost a lot of blood and it's very detrimental to her health. We are taking her for surgery immediately, and she needs a blood transfusion."

"Don't worry! I will donate my blood to her." Mr Stephen Davis said.

Upon hearing this statement, Mrs Samantha Davis' face twitched awkwardly. "Honey, let me donate the blood. Don't worry, I'll donate the blood to our baby girl." She suggested.

"What are you talking about? I'm the man here and I'm her father, I need to donate my blood to my baby girl, and I don't have time to banter words with you right now."

Upon saying this, he faced Doctor Andrews Jones and said, "Doc, please take my blood. I'll donate to my daughter."

"Okay! Please follow me." The Doctor ordered and they rushed to a different ward.

"We need to examine your blood to make sure there are no illnesses and also to make sure you are a match." Doctor Andrews Jones explained.

"Come on Doc, my daughter does not have the luxury of time right now. She's dying and needs to be saved as quickly as possible. She's my own daughter, just take my blood. I'm physically fit and I don't have any illnesses." Mr Stephen Davis said impatiently.

"I know that, but it's a procedure everywhere. I need to follow it to be sure there are no mistakes. Else, instead of trying to save your daughter, we might actually kill her for you." Doctor Andrews Jones educated.

"Okay, fine! Please do everything possible to save my baby girl for me." Mr Stephen Davis pleaded.

"Don't worry, it's my job." The Doctor assured.

The blood sample was taken and tested.

"The results will be out later and it's already late. You can just go home and wait for the results. The patient's condition is stable now. All we have to do is to administer the blood transfusion and everything will be alright. Therefore, she's out of danger for now." Doctor Jones said in a comforting manner.

"I can't go home. I'll stay here with my daughter." Mr Davis objected.

"She's at the surgical ward and you can't enter. So, I suggest you go home and freshen up. I'm sure you wouldn't want your daughter to see you in this dishevelled state." The Doctor persuaded.

Even though Mr Stephen Davis was unwilling to go, the Doctor's words somehow worked magic on him and he agreed to the suggestion.

"Dear, stay with our girl. I'll go home and freshen up first then." Mr Davis said to his beloved wife.

"Okay Dear. Take this cup of coffee to cool down first." Mrs Samantha Davis agreed and handed a cup of coffee to her husband.

***

Immediately after taking a cold shower, Mr Davis received a call from the hospital.

"I'm sorry Mr Davis, but, you are not a match for your daughter. However, we need the blood as quickly as possible. So, if there is another option available, kindly get it for us immediately." Doctor Andrews Jones revealed.

"What? What are you saying? My blood type is different from my daughter's? That's impossible! She's my own flesh and blood." Mr Stephen Davis said with disbelief.

"I'm sorry but we run the test three times to be sure, and all three results came out mismatch." Doctor Jones explained.

The phone instantly fell from his hand and hit the ground with a loud bang.

Clash!

The phone shattered into pieces.

Mr Stephen Davis couldn't believe his ears. He's not a match with his daughter? She's not his biological daughter?

Impossible!

Mr Davis was in a hurry to find his wife and get her to explain herself. However, upon opening the door, he was met with his wife's guilty face at the entrance.

"I just received a call from the Doctor, and he said I'm not a match. What is he talking about? What's going on, is there something I need to know? I mean, how is this even possible? If I'm not her father, then who is?" Mr Davis asked series of questions immediately he saw his wife.

"I'm so sorry dear, it... It was, it wasn't intentional. I can explain. It's a long story. Actually, I..., I visited a friend and we, we got drunk and it just happened. It was just a one night stand and it meant nothing. I'm sorry!" Mrs Davis lied through gritted teeth.

"What? You cheated on me after everything I have done for you? You watched me take care of someone else's child all these years! Were you ever going to tell me, had I not found out like this?

Wait, how many of our children is not mine? I mean, do I even have a child with you?" Different thoughts were rushing through his mind.

The truth was suffocating him.

He couldn't breathe and he was gasping for air.