I am sorry, I should have taken my keys back long ago.
You don’t owe me any apology.
But I do, it is disrespectful to you for another woman to just walk in here like that. I will make sure that it never happens again, he said sincerely.
Jerome cheated on me so many times I started thinking it was normal. He was a hot rapper and girls were all over him. I had all the excuses for him in my head and he reminded me of our dream and future we planned together every time I walked away. I thought it would stop when we got engaged but it only got worse, his babies showing up in every town like trophies. I couldn’t take it anymore.
Pulling her in his arms and hugging her tightly. It seems we have something in common, stupid ex’s. We quite hot, who leaves
Steve was welcomed with warm hands as usual in John’s house but he was so anxious he could not even sit still. What is it son? John asked.Bra John, when I first met you I just wanted to apologise for the court case but when I spoke to you I was drawn in by your humility and kindness, that’s why I keep coming back here. I believe that I can learn a lot from you and you are an inspiration to a lot of people which is very important for the non racial society movement. I….I…. he stammered, his heart racing and sweat dripping down his forehead.Whatever it is, just say it son, John said warmly.I am in love with Aziza, she’s stubborn about it but I think the feelings are mutual. I have no intentions of hurting her. You are like a father to her and I respect you. I didn’t want you to f
Steve went outside and sat next to Aziza who was sitting on the veranda stoop. I don't want to talk about it Steve, she said the moment their eyes met.I understand that but can we just go to my place so I can hold you? he asked.She shook her head. I'm sorry Steve, I can't. Can we also just postpone our date tonight, I just need to be alone right now.Az please, I'm feeling really useless right now. I know that you are hurting, I just want to be there for you.Jay shouldn't have told you alI that stuff. I prefer dealing with this my own way, okay.Is it because I resemble the people who hurt you?This is not about you and since when does race matter to you?It doesn't but it does to you.
Steve and Aziza walked in Gills, a famous cosy restaurant known for its exquisite sea food. They were welcomed by a white girl in her early twenties wearing a sexy goth attire who introduced herself as Melanie. Steve couldn’t shake the bad vibe he had about her. Melanie seemed too friendly when she took his order but was very cold when she spoke with Aziza. He concluded that maybe he was reading too much to it because Aziza did not complain and that was something she was unlikely to miss. When the food came, now he thought Aziza was acting strange as she hardly touched her own food but insisted on eating his with him. You told me that you are not very fussy with food, how come you have not touched your plate, he asked.Yours look better, I will have this later at home, she lied.
Jerome saw them drive in and got off the car to meet them. This is private property, you are trespassing, Steve said before Jerome could speak.Relax, I’m here to get Az and I will be out of here, he said arrogantly.What makes you think she wants you to get her? Steve asked coldly unable to shake the feeling that something was wrong. Coming to his house was too bold even for Jerome.He is not who he claims to be Az. He is either trying to compensate for his family’s sins or taking you for a fool. His grandfather was the police captain that arrested fifty black people and burned them alive. Their sin was being born black. He was hailed as a hero for that. Look at this, he even made headlines, he said giving her the newspaper article.On any other day,
Steve was driving back to his house after dropping off his date. He had decided to let go of Aziza but couldn’t help thinking about her. He knew being with her won’t be easy, he was prepared for that but she bruised his ego when she chose to go with Jerome last night. He had not expected her to come to his house this morning. When he saw her surprise look at finding him with the brunette, he couldn’t help rubbing it in but strangely did not get any satisfaction from it. How different their night would have been had Jerome not showed up. He turned his car around and headed to John’s house. They needed to talk like adults and end things properly. When he arrived Jay and John were surprised that Aziza was not with him. He discovered that Aziza did not spend a night with Jerome as he thought, he was now regretting sending her away. Do you know where she would go, he asked suddenly desperate to find her.I mi
The following months, Steve’s task force on non racial society was making big strides. Big businesses and schools all came aboard. The country saw a massive change of policies but not everyone was happy with this. There were groups on both sides that strongly believed that races are better left divided with extreme groups gathering more to brain storm ideas to prevent extinction of beliefs they held so dear.Aziza was happy to go back to work as the six months suspension on her practice license had now lapsed. Steve soon learned just how on demand his girlfriend was as she traveled throughout the country to represent clients that wouldn’t take no for an answer no matter how tight her schedule was. Mostly it was old man who had either dealt with her father or she had attended to when they were injured during the regime. They wanted Mike Grey’s daughter to represent them. She was now getting used to listening to
Few minutes after Steve left to fetch Precious from school, Joe received a call that informing him that Steve was arrested for beating a black teacher. No one seems to know what triggered the incident. According to the report from witnesses, Steve collected Precious, told her to wait in the car while he went to find Mr Simpson and punched him repeatedly until he was dragged by the police.Aziza and Joe drove quietly to the police station, each one occupied by the thoughts in their heads. They were initially denied access to see him but Aziza was eventually allowed in after claiming to be his lawyer. She was pacing in the room waiting for him to be brought in. She had done this a multiple times with clients but today if felt like ages. She turned her head towards the door the moment she heard footsteps. He walked in with blood stains on his face and shirt. The police officer remov
Aziza was surprised to see Steve back few hours later. She had assumed that he would be gone until very late. She was still upset with him for snapping at her and decided to ignore him and focus on her laptop.Az, I’m sorry for snapping at you earlier, I just needed some time away.She shrugged her shoulders and continued focusing on her laptop.Babe, he said pulling her chin to face him. I know about the dark web chat. Why didn’t you tell me?She exhaled, Jay was starting to get to her nerves, he just didn’t know how to keep his mouth shut around Steve. I didn’t want you to worry. It will all die off after the trial when the truth is exposed.When this is over we really have to work on our communication Az, I can’t always find out all the important stuff about us from Jay.
Four years later Aziza watched the youth flooding in her house to celebrate her firstborn’s twenty first birthday. She could not help noticing the diversity and how happy and in harmony they all were in their different skins. Standing at the balcony, she watched everyone and took in the scenery. Her own twenty first birthday was marked with bruises, scars and hatred for the other race that wiped out her family and hunting her down. How everything was so different now. If anyone told her that one day she would host youths of different races, know each one of them personally and truly love and care about them like her own children, she would have had that person assessed for a mental illness. She smiled when she saw John, Joy and Steve’s parents basking in the sun and chatting happily. All four of them were so old now, they were the best parents she was granted after loosing her biological ones. They will all hold a very dear place in her heart. She laughed when she saw a group of tee
Twelve years later, Steve and Aziza finally got a chance to retire from politics and parliament. Even though Steve was no longer the president of Asherway, his ideals and the processes he worked very hard to develop were still in place and kept the country going. He did not achieve a non racial world as he had hoped but he spoke so loudly and widely against racism and got the rest of the world to listen, to acknowledge and work towards non racial societies. There were still isolated racial incidences around the world, some even in Asherway but there were more people speaking out against it than those condoning or making excuses for it. Happy and content that he gave the country and the world his best, Steve could finally be a full time husband and father. As if compensating for the time he spent away from them, the spoiled his children rotten but Lucy Unity Marlone was the most doted of all the children. Even though seventeen years later, Steve still could not forget how his little
In Asherway Presidential office, Steve pulled his wife to his arms and looked down at her “Aziza Gray Marlone, what did you do to President Clive?”he asked charmingly.Aziza looked away, avoiding his infatuating emerald eyes “Nothing,”she said softly.“Are you keeping secrets from me now?” he asked, sulking knowing she could not keep anything from him.“He came to hold you ransom with his secret nuclear weapon, I hijacked it” Aziza blurted out. She just could not keep secrets from Steve even when she tried.“What?” Steve asked, shocked. “No wonder Clive was so terrified,” he added.“He had no interest in non racial world Steve,&rdq
At the Asherway National Assembly, Aziza sat next to Steve and his Vice President with President Clive and his wife across them. At this point both Steve and his Vice President were so angry, they were ready to tear President Clive apart but Aziza had other plans. Her hand remained on Steve’s knee, keeping him seated. President Clive had asked her a question she was very glad to answer “I’m glad you asked me that, President Clive because I have asked myself that very question many times before” she said “You see it’s not about war alone, it can be anything. A racial incident for instance, which side would Steve take? which one would I take? and where would that leave our children?” she added.“That’s what I’m talking about. I am right, am I not?” President Clive beamed.“It depends on what stage of my
The Asherway airport was buzzing with activity, national and international journalists were there to capture the moment two very different Presidents with completely different ideologies meet. Everyone was curious to know how President Clive, a known racist would be received in Asherway, a country known to be very intolerant to racists with a President calling for a non racial world. At exactly 11 o’clock, President Clive’s presidential plane arrived at Asherway. He disembarked with his expected all white staff, something journalists did not forget to point out. Steve and Aziza were captured approaching the group.“President Clive, welcome to Asherway” Steve said shaking Clive’s hand before moving to shake his wife. Aziza followed behind Steve and offered her hand but it remained in the air, none of them willing to shake her hand. The journalists went crazy capturing the moment. Steve shook his hea
In the Marlone house, Aziza stood at the door watching her children play outside with a thankful heart and gratitude. Lorraine, Mike and Nick turned out to be a handful from the day they came out of the hospital and now three years later, they had too much energy for her to keep up with. Each day she noticed how each one of them was different, their unique ways of doing things and how they all thrived at creating chaos around the house. Lorraine was the tinniest of the triplets but pulled all the strings. She influenced her brothers on which games they played, got to choose the toys first and always got her way, especially with Steve. It did not help that she had Aziza’s eyes, Lorraine had her father around her little finger, Steve just could not reprimand Lucy no matter what she did. Mike and Nick on the other side were behaving like typical twins, even when following Lorraine they did it together. Mike was the least talkative but Aziza found to be the most stubborn while Nic
Christmas eve marked Four days of Aziza in the intensive care unit. She had not improved but had not deteriorated either. Steve remained by his wife’s side more hopeful than before that Aziza will pull through. Speaking to a lot of people restored his hopes. Not hearing bad news from the doctors was also reassuring except he did not know that they counselled his family behind his back. Everyday he moved from his wife to his children with lots of energy and cheerful heart until a call from his deputy President shuttered every hope he had. His deputy happened to be in Steve’s office when John and Steve’s father called the secretary asking him to forward them the policies and protocols should the First Lady or the president be no more. Out of concern the deputy had called Steve to check on Aziza’s condition, unintentionally revealing Steve’s worse nightmare. He did not need to ask John or his father what they were up to, he knew exactly what they were tryi
In the hospital neonatal unit, Dr Smith finished checking the triplets out. “Congratulations Mr President, your babies are healthy and ready to go home” she beamed. She loved seeing healthy babies.“Thanks Doc, is it fine if they stay here longer. Their mother is..” Steve explained but could not complete his sentence. Just speaking about Aziza made him emotional.“Certainly, Sir” Dr Smith responded sympathetic. “The First Lady is a warrior with the whole country vouching for her, she will make it” she added. She aught not give hope she had no control over but could not help herself. Steve and Aziza’s story was well known, like Shake Spear’s Romeo and Juliet. She could only hope that their end is not as tragic, especially with now four children to raise.&ldqu
Nine months later, Aziza groaned in pain as contractions ripped through her, each wave more severe than the one before. Steve helplessly rubbed her back while the midwife’s and Dr Hail got ready for the unexpected delivery. She should have known better but everything had gone smoothly the whole nine months, they had put their guts down, took a chance to visit Steve’s parents out of town but then her water broke two hours away from their hospital. She was meant to have a cesarean section because of her previous one and the multiple babies she was carrying. Her operation was booked for the following week but it seemed the little ones decided to come earlier. Now fully dilated, no room for any pain medication, the hospital team had no choice but deliver the babies the natural route.“I can’t hold on anymore” Aziza screamed, already dreanched in sweat as her pelvic bones shifted to make way for the new