“Wake up Adam! You’re gonna be late for work!” Felix shouted into Adam’s ears, causing the latter man to jump off his bed and land on the floor.“ A simple shove or tap would suffice Felix!” Adam screamed in frustration. Then he noticed something different about Felix. He didn’t reek! Well that and that he was dressed in a nice suit and didn't look like the world had just pronounced death on his soul.“Notice anything different?” Felix strutted around in his suit.“Yeah, you don’t reek of death and depression anymore.” Adam smiled at his sarcasm. Felix of-course didn’t think it was funny and punched him in the guts.“There, now you’re fixed.” Felix dusted his hands and adjusted his outfit.“You know I actually felt that right?” Adam was bent over and gave his friend the middle finger.“I know, the more pain, the better the results.” Felix smiled.“ If that were the case, I would have just punched you in the head while you were wallowing in your depression, would have saved me all the
Felix was on his couch scrolling through tinder when Adam walked in.“Please don’t tell me that you’ve decided to go back to your depression stage!” Adam sulked as he saw Felix laying on the couch. “I’m not going back to my depression, I’m moving on. I’m trying to find a date on tinder.” Felix sat up on the couch,, making room for Adam to come sit beside him.“What are you doing on tinder for.?”“You know Adam, I’m starting to wonder if you’re actually as smart as they give you credit for.” Felix looked at Adam and got the middle finger as a reply.“A simple answer would have sufficed.” Adam rolled his eyes at Felix.“I don’t known Adam, maybe if you didn’t ask dumb questions I wouldn't have to dish our harsh remarks every now and then. “ Felix laughed.“Anyway, back to you. Why do you want to go on a date?” “Cause I want to go on a date. Do I really need a reason to want to go on a date?” Felix asked.“It’s not that, it’s just that you just came out of a real depressing stage and i
Lu had been following Felix around on every single one of his dates. She was getting tired about all this. She didn't even imagine that he had so much time to go on a new date with a new person almost every single night.It was exhausting for Lu but she had to keep up with her investigations and all. It was truly annoying. The more dates that Felix went on, the angrier Lu got. She didn’t want him to go on these dates. At first she thought it was just the fact that they were too many but that wasn't it.The more she saw him act nice with each of these women, the angrier she got. She didn't want Felix near them. She wanted him for herself.He was being nice to them and it pissed her off. She felt like she was the one to get all the special treatment and attention these lowly bitches were getting from Felix. Felix loved her! Not them. This had to be some sort of coping mechanism for him cause Lu didn’t see why he just gave up on her and was willing to try out so many different women. It
Lu got dressed with the best outfit she could find in her wardrobe. It was way better than all the trash she had seen all the other women that Felix had gone on dates with wear so far. She didn’t intend to out do herself but she was ready to make a big impression. Those little hoes needed to know that she was the boss and she was not going out without a fight. Lu walked in her walk-in closet and picked the most revealing outfit she could find. If she was going to make a statement, she had to be seen and seen with a bang.It was a golden spaghetti strap dress that was rated PG18 .Lu sat in front of her dressing mirror and took her sweet, sweet time to get her hair done. Once she was done, she had on a smoky eye shadow and hot red lips. Her eyeliner was perfect and made her cat eyes pop with so much vigor, it was hard for you not to notice her when she walked past. She took one last look at herself in the mirror and when she was satisfied with the way she looked, she got her black he
Khalil flounced into the bar moving straight to the counter he’s offended and at the same time sad, heartbroken, his heart had just been shattered into pieces by the woman he had loved for a long time. Even if he knew deep down he might eventually not have her, he always preferred to be optimistic about her. He never thought she was capable of kissing another man, not exactly kissing but she never occurred to him to be a woman that would give a man enough time or attention not to talk of kissing a man passionately. He flashes back to the locene, he’s more devastated.“What can I get you man, you look like you have been through some real ass shit.” The bartender asked after noticing him for a few minutes. Bartenders generally have the ability or the super power of being able to read people’s moods just by looking at their faces. “Tequila.” Khalil wasn’t interested in talking about his matters to a mere bartender so he ignored his concern Besides, he looks like he’s gay, merely look
The next morning, Khalil opened his eyes slowly finding a woman on his chest who still smells like everything, he knew it wasn’t Lu but he still wished he could continue fantasizing it was Lu. But unfortunately the woman wasn’t that jobless to attend to Khalil’s fantasies. “You should leave.” She moves away From him and faces the other side of the bed. Khalil’s utter suprise to her statement showed on his face. “You mean last night meant nothing to you?”“Wake up from your slumber boy, I’m not Lu or whatever her name is. This is reality and I’m old enough to be your big sister, so can you please leave I need to get ready for work.” “Oh i know what you are, a sad little lady that’s scared of people breaking her heart. You think you can prey on sad people like you, take advantage of the moment to satisfy your desire for pleasure. Pathetic.” He utters in total anger and throws the duvet on the bed. “Does that make you feel better? Now leave and deal with the fucked up shit you are
Lu entered the office meeting Mr John who’s looking sternly at a paper work. She could count how many times she had seen him laugh. especially when they celebrated a huge win. One of them was a jackpot that caused they their fortune. He was truly happy and she liked it. She wanted to please him, she wants him to smile often but this particular task appears to be a little bit difficult. She has to choose between a man who has been a father figure all her life and a man whom she had only met recently but feels like she’s found her missing piece. He completed her, she knew she would rather be completed than stay half humanly with her family. For once In her life she thought about the bad things she had done to people, this man is completely genuine and peaceful. If everyone could be like him, she wouldn’t have to hurt anyone. She knew she needed to keep stalling Mr John till she figures out something to do. “Tell me you’re with the signed papers.” He said still staring at the paperwork
Kelly had been in the airport 30 minutes earlier, she waited for Alex patiently but he didn’t show up. She kept on calling persistently but all to no availUntil 20minutes later she gets a text from Alex. “I’ve got an urgent meeting tonight, I’ll have the flight shifted till tomorrow morning, go home and rest.” She smiled at the text, at least it was something. Meanwhile at Alex’s apartment an hour ago an African American man comes in moving luggage in the truck. “Where’s Adam.”“He told me to drive you to the Airline, he caught a cold.” He says in an African American accent. “That’s weird I spoke to him on phone few hours ago.” “He said he texted you already though, why don’t you check your phone.” He Checked his messages and saw Adams text. “Alright let’s go, I’ve hit a flight to catch. He enters the car and they zoom off, few minute later he looks up after pinning his head down busy with his phone he realizes the driver had turned around away from the direction of the airp
What if she had not given him enough chance to explain or maybe she wasn’t even in the mood to listen to him. She let anger and bitterness cloud her. If he hid the fact about his child to her, it was for a reason. Maybe he didn’t want it to ruin their relationship bit she failed to see things his way. She was just bent on her own thoughts. She sighed as she went over to her baby and carried her to the bed with her and within few seconds, she was fast asleep. ...Eric constantly checked his phone to see if at least there would be a flash call from Sam but none. Even if it was a single lined SMS, he would appreciate it. Had she moved on?, he thought to himself He felt sorry that he kept such a big secret from her. He had always wanted to tell her, bit he didn’t seem to have the opportunity or rather the opportunity had been there but he was just too scared of her reaction. He was so scared of loosing her and he cherished her more then an anything. Today is the second day sinc
“Sam that was all in the past, yes I admit I was a cheat, liar, player and all evil you could think of me then, but Sam, that was all in the past . Believe me when I say I’m a changed man now. I have nothing with that girl. In fact I am even shocked to see her here.We haven’t been in contact for two years now and suddenly she just appears and wants to spoil the beautiful relationship we have. Please don’t believe whatever she said. Believe me when I say you are all I have and want. I love you so much and that’s all that matters“One could feel table sincerity in his voice but could easily believe him buy Sam wasn’t taking any of that. She felt so hurt and bitter that she didn’t want to talk to him. She was so pained“Are you done talking?”“Now leave me alone!” she dragged her hand away from his and walked away. “Sam please you have to believe me” he called after her, but she didn’t even look back at all. She just disappeared away, out of his sight. Eric stood confused and ang
“Who are you?“Sam asked with a sudden frown on her face as she saw the blonde thick lady, who had just opened the door to Eric’s house and is standing half way, as if blocking the entrance from her getting in“I should be asking you that question” she replied rather rudely, looking at her from head to toe with a smirk on her face. Samantha was confused. She didn’t know what to do, She was in a cross road. One mind told her to walk away, maybe when she saw Eric later, he would have a lot of explaining to do. Or rather she should just walk out forever since she wasn’t enough for him.Was Eric seeing another woman and deceiving her? Why was her life like this?Why does every man she keeps meeting keep failing her and leaving her shattered?She couldn’t accept the fact she had been played yet again by another man after the first one left her shattered and helpless. This woman standing in front of her, beautiful, with curves, her blonde hair packed in a ponytail and looking so radia
Eric sat in his parlour and took another sip of his beer. He didn’t seem to understand why Samantha had been avoiding him so he decided to go check up her and the baby. If she wasn’t going to see him, he was going to see her and make her see him.“oh, hello Eric! Nice of you to come by.” Samantha smiled as she opened the door to let Eric in. Her smile couldn’t be more fake. “i haven't seen you around lately so I came to check up on you and the baby.” Eric walked in.“I’ve just been a lot of busy lately, have a lot of things on my mind and all that stuff.” Samantha waved her hands in dismissive way.“maybe you should take a break, rest a little if you can. You don’t need so much stress in your life especially not when you have a baby to take care off.” Eric sat on the couch and looked at Samantha who was clearly avoiding eye contact. “enough about me, how have you been?” Samantha asked, sitting beside Eric and giving cheerful smiles every second. It was beginning to get weird.“I’ve
Samantha sat in her chair. Her thoughts were far from the sight of her child playing before her. Samantha was thinking of far deeper things. She was thinking of the life that her and Eric might or would never have. It wasn’t her fault; the life she had led so far was going to decide the fate that her and Eric had together. Samantha was deep in thoughts, she wanted the good life for her child and for herself and also for Eric but in her mind, she knew that she would eventually have to decide on who to let out her plan.Samantha crossed her legs on the chair. She c could see her child on the ground, having the time of its life. Samantha smiled. She wanted that; to be free without a care in the world. She just wanted all these choices and decisions to go away and leave her with the perfect and peaceful life she wanted to lead. It wasn’t the biggest thing in the world to ask but Samantha knew it was going to be hard and she would make choices she didn’t even want to make. The first choice
It was a very cool morning, the sun was barely out but one could see the rays from it that projected itself into the room, through the windows. The room was not so big ,but quite seizable to contain three people in it. Samantha was already lying on the bed with her son beside her . The room was well decorated with lots of flowers and designs. There was a little television hanged on the wall and a medium size refrigerator beside the bed. The bed was a medium size one which could contain two persons comfortably on it. Samantha rolled from one side of the bed to another and finally opens her eyes ,she stretches herself and notices that it was already broad daylight. She sluggishly and lazily got up from the bed and made for her rope which she put on herself. Oh god !what a stressful day I had yesterday, Samantha said .Walking into the bathroom of which its door was just adjacent to the bed she had laid on, She takes a brush and begins to apply paste on it . She swings it into her mouth
Eric had driven for nearly all of the night. His eyes were tired. His hands were tired, and even though he did not look like it and would not mention it to Samantha, he was tired.She had gotten tired the minute the clock struck 10PM, but she had kept up a losing battle with her body to stay awake. The baby had been asleep from before they even got in the truck. And for as many times as she slapped herself to stay awake, when the clock struck 11, she had thrown her head over the baby and settled into sleep.Eric did not feel himself drifting. He just knew that after the car had begun to move along the road shoulders and brushing nearby shrubs (one of which painfully slapped him on the head) that they had to stop and rest.They had been on the road for over six hours now. And there was a baby in tow. They had to stop and rest.He started keeping his eyes out for signs and notice boards. There were no other drivers on the road, so he kept on going. He hoped they would find a motel soon.
“Are you okay?”“Oh? Oh, yeah. I am.” Samantha whispered, then added, “t-thank you.”Eric gave a grunt in acknowledgement and turned the key in the ignition. The truck came to life with a rumble.“Here goes nothing,” he said as he clutched the gear shift.~~~Inside, Samantha fought a war against herself—a war she was gradually losing. In the last five minutes, she had turned at least seven times to catch a glimpse of Eric.To see his strong, proud chin. To see that flaming red hair. To see the stubble on his lips—she imagined how they would feel when she ran her lips across them—and all seven times, she had immediately thrown her gaze to the back of the truck as if she was searching for something.She wondered if Eric noticed this. She hoped not. She was already dying inward of the embarrassing prospects that her mind seemed to keep dreaming up.She tried to rock the baby in her arms to distract herself, but she found herself turning again, ever so slowly.Her eyes shot to his face a
Eric’s eyes were wild, but his face was calm; at least, it looked calm—on the outside, he seemed composed; nonchalant, even, but deep within, he was shivering and quaking down to his very soles.“Come on. We have to be quick. So you and the baby can sleep.”“I’m not worried about myself or the baby, I’m worried about you. What—are you… everything’s going to be alright, right? You’re going to be okay?” Samantha asked, a pleading expression on her face.She had tried several times to hide it. It was near impossible. One can only tamp down and attempt to suppress what they felt for so long. But like every other thing that is being restricted, constricted, squashed down… there were only two choices. Ever.That thing either chose to quake and break and fall under, and be forgotten, or… it would rise, and fucking explode.Samantha felt that way now. She could feel it deep in her—in her body, in her mind… in her soul… she was falling in love with Eric, and soon she would not be able to hold