MY BESTIE & I.
07.
©️✍️Sha Ron ✍️✔️
I locked myself inside throughout the next day. I came out when I was certain no one was around, everywhere was quite and silent.
Gosh! You should have seen how worn-out I was, I went straight into the kitchen and ate up all the remnants of food.
When I was done, I found my way into my room to find him seated on my bed.
My heart thudded and I became afraid he will hear my heart beat, I wanted to go back outside but his words stopped me.
“What happened to you?”
What sort of stupid question was that, huh? He doesn’t he happened to me. Mtcheeew.
“Yvonne, did I do anything wrong?”
You did everything wrong by loving that stupid girl! Can’t you see?!
“Okay, fine… I’m so sorry for anything I must have done wrong without knowing, I… I just want us to be the way we were before”
Would that ever happen? I guess not! Maybe in our dreams!!
“Go” I heard myself say, my heart had sadly replied to his words but I can’t even stand the sight of him, it hurts the more when he’s there and fails to understand.
What should I tell him? That I love him? His heart already belongs to another and I can’t stand him choosing her over me, I might die of heartbreak.
“Excuse me?” He asked looking at me surprisingly.
I met his gaze for the first time, he doesn’t look happy at all, he looked like he wants to cry.
“Get out of my room” I wasn’t shouting it though I had wished my voice was more audible.
“Yvonne… what’s this sudden attitude towards me about? What did I do to you?” He came closer to me and I moved backwards.
“Alright, am sorry about that guy, you know…and… sorry if I had offended you unknowingly but I’m not going anywhere” he said again when he realized I wasn’t gonna talk.
I brushed past him and went into my bathroom, I took shower and ordered myself to be a good girl, how possible was it that I’m killing myself because of a guy whose heart belongs to another.
He has always treated me like an elder brother, in his eyes, I’m his little sister and that’s what I should get into my damaged head.
When I came out of the bathroom, he wasn’t there but I heard his voice and I knew he was probably talking with either my mom or dad.
I locked my door and fell on my bed for another round of heart aching weep.
***
I hid myself inside and refused to talk to anyone including him as he persistently came to visit for two weeks before I went back to school.
I kept to myself in school as well and went about each and every day thinking of him, I have tried to forget and let go but the more I avoid his chats, the more I loved him.
One fateful day, he appeared on my door step, I was surprised when I opened the door to see him but I allowed him come inside.
Not because I had the zeal but more because I have really missed him, I offered him a drink and told him that I wanted to go somewhere.
I don’t even have a place in mind, I just wanted to go away and maybe when he’s tired of waiting for me, he would go back home.
“I will wait for you” he accepted simply without questions.
I left and came back at twelve in the middle of the night, I had gone clubbing with a few of my friends, something that I have never done before.
I drank myself to stupor and staggered all the way to my hostel, when I got to my door, he stood there.
I felt glad about it, but I wished he had gone home. I had thought he would leave, after all, am not the one he loves.
“When did you start drinking?” He asked helping me go inside my room.
I ignored him and concentrated on pulling off my shoes to get ready for bed, I don’t freaking care about him.
Stupidly, my heart says the opposite, I really care and I really love and I really miss him. My oh my!
I was lucky I don’t loose my mind when am drunk because I would have said everything that night but I rather became calm as drunk as I was.
I lay down on my bed quietly and was almost halfway to sleep when he said something that made me look at him again.
“She left me”
What?!
“What did you say?” Those words took away all the dizziness and sleep away from my eyes, I went closer to him to find out that he’s crying.
Now I get it!
I hadn’t even looked closely at his face earlier to see all the sadness and dark circles under his eyes.
A part of me was happy while a part was sad, I am happy that she left and am sad that she broke his heart and now he’s sad.
If you care so much about someone, you will always hurt when that person is in pains, what greater love could be more than caring deeply.
“I did everything for her” he commented as he laid his head on my shoulder and wept.
“I’m deeply sorry, I failed to notice your hurting moments, am really sorry, Henry” I couldn’t hold back my own tears.
“No one else knows, and do you know the funny thing?” He cupped my face and laughed sadly.
When I shook my head, he said “she said that am broke, that I don’t have a car and that am not her kind of man, could you imagine that?”
She’s just a foolish girl, has she ridden a bicycle in her miserable life! Even I who has so many cars at my disposal loves him while the idiot is breaking his heart.
Well, this might work for my own favour.
“Am very sorry Henry, every disappointment is a blessing in disguise, just forget about her, she’s not worth your tears” I advised.
We slept together on my bed that night, nothing happened as usual so don’t get your hopes up!
But things where running through my mind, I wanted so badly to ask him if they had been intimate.
I know it wasn’t my business but I would feel bad if they have because I h@të to think that she had been his first.
The only thing I should be worried about now is how to tell him about my feelings for him, right?
All night, I held him close to me and thought about what to do next and wondered if he loves me at all!
TBC.
