DANIEL
Once he stepped outside the building, he breathed a sigh. Looking back and forth thinking about the tensed moment that brewed between he and Zoey. He loathed himself for spitting those harsh words to her. He knew it wasn't her fault yet he let anger and pain take control. As he brushed off imaginary dust on his shirt,he couldn't deny how beautiful and graceful she still was. A lot had changed within a space of five months but not her ever charming beauty. He was supposed to be settling their misunderstanding,to tell her how much he missed her,how much he hoped for a reunion but instead,everything had gone down south. He heaved another heavy sigh before resuming his work.
"Daniel!" Zoey called behind him causing him to jerk from his thoughts,stop abruptly and stare at her face which held an expression he couldn't quite read. A smile almost broke on his face but his sadness and resentments overshadowed his joy. He was
DANIEL Daniel dropped wearily to his blue couch once he arrived his home breathing in absolute silence. His eyes sealed shut,thankful Idris and Kayode weren't around to watch him break down from emotional troubles. His hands curled into a fist as memories of his heated conversation with Zoey flashed brightly in his head. He was struck between the lines of anger,pain,regret and betrayal. Lost between tears and bottled feelings. His body seemed to produce lots of strange impulses neither could he stop the flow of ugly feelings that came trotting at him. His head started to rage with a migraine which inadvertently caused him to hop from his couch and up to his kitchen for some water. Yet again,another option dawned on him. He considered touring to the bathroom for a cold shower to burn this disease down. He wriggled his head in disagreement to the latter but then came a gentle knock on his door. His eyes fixated to the brown mahogany
GRAYLizzy's house was overly small for Gray to conveniently breath in. Although it was a moderate size building with an interior decorator that defined elegance and simplicity. The house was donned in spotless white and in the parlour contained a long Grey sofa beautified with colorful pillows resting against it. Above the sofa was a large portrait hung on the wall;a beautiful mixture of blue and white painting he couldn't quite depict. There were two Grey arm chairs rooted opposite the sofa and a black glass centre table which carried a Grey coloured sculpture defined like a vase and a plate of sliced Pineapples Lizzy had earlier dropped before storming to the kitchen.He still found it hard to comprehend. Perhaps due to his accustomed style of living in large mansion like houses made his taste waver for this fine building. While he rested on her comfy Grey coloured sofa with his eyes gradually sealing shut,thought
ZOEYOne could start with the silence,the tension slowly building in the filtered air,the maid rooted on a corner about the sofas, or the Manager seated,perhaps the Personal Assistant,or the pink sweatshirt with a hoodie Zoey wore on her black joggers which stood amidst the blackness and other secondary colours in the parlour. One could even start with the anxiety blooming in Zoey's eyes,the disappointment written all over Antonio's face,the look uncertainties plastered on Trisha's,the stern face of the maid. One could yet again start with the bombshell."I'll be blunt about this,Zoey..." Said Antonio in a hoarse voice."Your movie was a flop." Zoey's hands clutched to her sweatshirt. She tried to bottle the disappointment,the pain,frustration and sadness that ruled within her. She tried to feign ignorance,to adorn her face with a proud look. A face full of optimi
DANIELNIGERIA His bright brown eyes opened to the outside view through the Uber he was currently boarding to his home. Ikotun,Lagos State where his family were currently based in. He reminisced about when he first arrived at the airport in the morning. He was greeted by the soothingly warm air,the sun that shone brightly as if the celestial body were celebrating his return to his homeland. He could have been happy but the thoughts of his mother ailment bothered him to the core. He loved her more than he loved himself or even anyone else whilst there was still another emptiness deep within him. Zoey. He didn't understand the auspiciousness looming around him but he felt like he should have spoken to her before he left New York. His mind travelled once again to the hustle and bustle of people across the streets,as the car drove him past Oshodi market,he was mostly amused at the vibrance,the opt
ZOEY Tears. Tears can be of different meanings,it could signify joy,love,hope,but the dreadful one nobody wished to experience is Sorrows and Pain. Unfortunately that was what life mostly bestowed in recent times,only few were lucky to have the good part. Same Fate could be said for Zoey. Hot tears of sorrows streaming down her eyes ceaselessly as she stood by her parents grave in one of New York's expensive cemetery. Well wishers and sympathizers had already dispersed after the burial but she chose to remain there. Alone,drenched under the heavy rain that poured over her umbrella that soon flew away from the raging wind. She didn't bother about the cold that stormed against her body or the wetness her black attire leaned against her skin. All that occurred to her were memories of her parents playing over and over in her head. Her hands clenched into a fist remembering how they died. A miserable death that nobody deserves. They died
DANIEL"Funky baby!..." Uncle B yelled in a voice of appraisal while His Mother's smile deepened. Daniel swallowed his saliva retaining on his tongue down his throat as he reviewed the lady properly. Funke at the gate in her ever charming beauty,more intriguing than he remembered. Their eyes met and she was equally as shocked like he was."Daniel!!" She yelled from evident excitement coursing through her body."Funke?!" He cocked an eyebrow as they both paced to each other. Giving themselves a tight hug. He was immediately embraced with an apple flavored scent and she was equally welcomed with his cologne that basked over their embrace."My Goodness!,when did you arrive?" She squeaked whilst jumping excitedly."Some minutes ago..." He laughed. "And you,what are you doing here?." He asked while his eyes reviewed marvelously at her. She was wearing a wine coloured off should
ZOEYTies could be seen swinging in the air as various board of directors scurried along various floors leading to the highest level in the Johansson's company skyscraper. Anxiety could be perceived and a a certain amount of restlessness reeked off them. Regardless,Zoey was oblivious to these things. She was right seated at the end of the long dressed in a black formal suit with a white inner shirt and her now straightened hair packed in a ponytail. Behind her was a large thick glass window that illuminated the narrow but long room. It gave her the proper glance of her Parents board of directors who all scurried into the room with a nervous expression plastered on their faces. Each of them taking comfort with the black swivels hugging beneath the white desk. They paid their greetings but she bought none of them. She wasn't here for the directors nor business. There was only one thing,Revenge. Her tiny smile vanished into
DANIEL Daniel jolted awake from his sleep with his eyes ranging about the room donned in dark green paint. He first reviewed the gray bed sheet he was currently sitting up on as if the colour and scent wasn't the same like he remembered. To his right was a large wooden wardrobe leaning against the wall. Meters away from the furniture was a wooden door locked;one he presumed was his bathroom. To the right was a medium sized window with the curtains parted to the clip by the wall revealing the beautiful ray of light that illuminated his room. Apart from his bedside stand,the medium size bed,the black ceiling fan that rolled at an overwhelming speed,the wardrobe,the black tiles,his room was scanty. Exactly how he remembered. His focus diverted to the conversation coming from the Parlour. He assumed quickly his Father was probably with a visitor. His mind wandered to his little sister Adejoke. He wondered what mischief she was up
DANIELPARISDaniel dressed his son,John, in the same outfit he was donning. A classic short sleeves dark blue T-shirt layered with a dark green bomber jacket. On a blue slim fit jean and black Chelsea boots to complement it all. He shot his son a bright smile once he had finished dressing him up."There! My little Johnny looks stunning." Daniel gestured with a wink while John grinned sheepishly. The boy's eyes flowed to Funke who stood behind them."Mommy!" John pulled away from his grasp and up to his mother. Daniel arose to his stance shooting his divorced wife a faint smile. They've been divorced for two months now but they still went on vacations together. Only for John's sake. During this months,he resigned from his managerial position and resumed his work in photography. He was also based in New York with his son while Funke remained in Nigeria with a working class job. H
DANIEL As Daniel stared into the Camera Zoey bought for him eight years ago,memories of yesterday flashed. How she retained her ever graceful beauty. Except for the changes which he still fancied. Her long straightened black hair she notably dyed. The rest were just the same;her petite body,those Hazel eyes that glittered and her soft voice which always melted his heart. There was also the sadness accompanied with her smile. It signified how much pain and suffering she had faced over the years. She might not have noticed it but he did. Daniel's mind travelled to the walk and conversation they shared at a garden. He realize her perspective towards issues had changed too. She had grown pessimistic and overly stiff towards him. It was bound to happen anyway. After so many misunderstandings and long years apart,she was right to distrust him. His hands curled into a fist when he remembered all the sufferings she
ZOEY"I must say you've changed drastically." Daniel mumbled as they walked down the street with cups of Coffee in their hands. She arched her eyebrows briefly."The same can be said for you too." She remarked."Oh well,thanks to my past life." He smiled but she ignored it. Choosing to pay attention to even the slightest act he orchestrated. "I have a son." He muttered in a solemn tone. "John,a six year old." His eyes were fixed upfront. She knew he wasn't ready to face her from the guilt that consumed him. On the other hand,she was shocked and failed miserably in handling the bombshell. There was also the pain that sprang up in her chest too."Congrats." Was all she could force her nerves to say. He gazed at her."That didn't come from your heart." He remarked."And how do you know that?" She retorted. Her palms secretly clenching.
DANIEL As the plane landed on the cold floor of New York,all Daniel could think of was the day before. How his Mother had argued vehemently against his decision and Funke crying helplessly. Looking pathetic in her pleas levied to him. Regardless,he didn't waver on his decision. And to avoid further troubles,he decided to move to New York under the pretence of work urgency. Of course Funke had done a lot for he and his family but that didn't warrant love. The moment he had gotten his memories,he realized who his heart belonged to. Zoey Johansson. On a normal day,Daniel would have chosen to pay his friends a visit. But today trailed a different path. Zoey was his only priority. He thirsted to see her,how she has been faring,what work she was up too and above all,the changes she embraced over the years. Thinking about the good times together brought a smile to his face and more than ever he wished to reliv
DANIEL° "Mommy don't tell you're proposing a marriage between Funke and I?" He lifted his eyebrow in a quizzical manner. "What does it look like I'm doing? You've stayed abroad long enough and you're beginning to loose your touch with culture." "That's not enough reason mommy. Besides,I'm not ready for any marriage wahala." "She's a good girl,you both are compatible. Ko si wahala Kan Kan" "And how do you know that?. She's not one I'll even approve to be honest." "Wait,wait,is it that you already have someone else in mind?"
DANIEL"Where are you?!"Daniel sighed,glaring wearily at his iPhone that brightened from his wife's message that popped on his screen. He tossed his phone across his desk from mild irritation.Eight years. Within a span of this period a lot had happened,things had changed. He could start with him rising to a managerial post in one of GT bank's head office. All appraisal to Funke. Back then, he had appreciated her efforts and affection for him until his mother proposed the idea of marriage. He disagreed vehemently but as time passed with Funke continuing her sweet actions. Pressure from both sides,he eventually succumbed for one reason. To repay the debts as she had already done a lot for he and his family.His marriage was blissful when it just bloomed. Although as it aged,Joy became a news of the past,peace ceased to reign. All that replenished their marriage was ceaseless arguments and
ZOEY Zoey started her day with heavy drinking but she need not to worry. Her body had already grown accustomed to this new habit. It wasn't anyone's fault though,she only blamed herself for being weak. Weak to face life and it's harsh reality. Her days of childhood were spent in pampering by her parents. Even when she had grown into a young adult,her life basically still defined pampering. Everything she wanted was at ease. She didn't have to go through life's struggles and hustles be it. But soon that sweet life changed the moment the first love of her life changed drastically. From the most loving man to a monster in disguise. Then her life migrated from Gray to Daniel. The most adorable,sweetest,caring and handsome man she's ever seen. She smiled sadly staring at the photo album he had gifted her on Christmas. Dated to that day,she had vowed to treasure it and keep the memories that came along with this gift in her heart. But loo
DANIEL"That was for kissing me last night without my permission." His calm tenor voice came out seductive yet thrilling in a way. She let out the chill air residing in her throat as his gaze were still strongly locked to hers and his face inching closer by every second appreciating the beauty her face beheld."And this..." That sweet tune escaped his lips again. He looked at those Hazel eyes again. Innocent and pure."Is for stealing my heart." He finally finished his statement and without further ado. He smashed his lips against hers again. Her moans weren't given much liberty to escape her throat as his tongue had found it's way to hers. Intertwining passionately,both basking in their lustful sensations and struggling for domination.Then another blurry memory played in his head.H
FUNKE The morning was peaceful but she was at war. Daniel's mother had gone to the market while Uncle B busied himself with his usual business;drinking and chasing after women with his friends. Leaving her with Daniel who was still asleep in his room. Days had passed since she last visited nor even spoken to Daniel. She was only here due to his mother's request. The feeling of rejection was still there. Her love for him could be dated back to their secondary school days. When she had bumped into him from obliviousness at the library. Their array of books had clashed and crashed to the marble floor but he didn't take offence. Rather,he had expressed the most brightest and heartwarming smile she had ever seen. Scooping her book gently and arranging them in a straightened order. She had apologized countlessly for her actions but he maintained his countenance,apologizing instead. It was that smile,that care and warmth i