EROS It was hard loving her when in fact I loved another …The chatter was low, as a song played from the room that looked too quiet .The soft lighting sparkled off the glass view of the room, I stood there in my midst as I stood in my black-suited form only highlighted it as he stood near the window.I didn’t know how it had happened, but I was drunk.The situation was warmth and filled with complacency, I couldn’t stop myself from heading toward what had to be the woman again.A couple of hours ago I had been a bit embarrassed when I had mistakened her for Sira, she didn't say anything but walk away with a smug look on her face that I couldn't describe.The problem was, if I stopped to show her how bad the whole situation was she would want to take advantage of me, there was the thought of Sira in my head.Deep in my mind, I wish I could have Sira all to myself even after what had done but it was hard to get over it .Or maybe that was only wishful thinking . . . She probably on
EROSI continued to stare at Davina as I wondered what was going on.I tried kissing her again, yet the same thing happened.For more than five minutes, I just stood there, staring at the lady in front of me.The more time I spent staring at her face, the more I regretted not reconciling with Sira.Strife isn't a good thing, yet we find it hard to let go and move on with life.We always held on to it like our second skin when there is a brighter side on the other end.If I had reconciled with Sira, the elders wouldn't have imposed anyone on me.It wasn't too late yet.There was still a glimmer of hope.“Hey, what are you staring at?” Davina asked as she leaned close.I took my eyes off her and turned aside.With each step she took towards me, I took two because I didn’t want to have contact with her.She irked me to the barest minimum, and I was ready to do whatever it takes to get rid of her.Suddenly, she flopped on the couch then buried her head in her thigh.I wondered what she wa
SIRAAfter Eros departure, mother walked in.She gave me a questioning look, which I pretended not to notice.Mom didn't buy my pretense, so she stomped towards the dining table I was leaning against and with her hand across her chest she asked,“What happened between both of you? It's barely up to a minute since you walked in, and now he is gone. What did you say to him, or what did he say to you?”I rolled my eyes at her question, but didn't say a word.“I'm speaking to you” mom yelled“Let me be. I have nothing to say to you” I yelled in return.I hated when mom tried to make me do things against my will.For crying out loud, I was grown up; hence I had the right to do whatever I wanted, how I wanted and when I wanted it.Before taking the decision to move in with her earlier that day, I had weighed the pros and cons.I knew we were going to be at loggerheads most times, but I had to give it a shot.Moreover, I didn't want anyone to barge into my home and start molesting me.I was
SIRAAlthough I was tipsy, I was still able to dance with Cansil just like the way other couples were doing.I soon got exhausted, and so I returned to the table we were occupying while Cansil disappeared into the crowd.He said he was going to use the restroom and would be back before I knew it.The more I looked at the bottle of half finished drink on the table, the more I felt the urge to empty it down my gullet.The only reason I didn't attempt it was because of the stories I had heard from party goers and also from my mom.When I was younger, mom always threw my unfinished drink if we left a table and each time she did that, I was always pissed.It was when she explained that some people have been drugged this way that I stopped being angry when she did this.I also did it to my friends so that they wouldn't be drugged too.Since Cansil had decided to spend the whole day in the restroom, I decided to take another bottle of liquor pending the time he would return.I ordered a new
EROSI felt a bit relieved after speaking with Sira on the phone.I could not wait for the dawn of the following day so that I would see her, and we would talk things over.She was the only hope left to save me from an almost useless Davina.While growing up, I used to see young girls from the elite's families signing up for culinary classes.Most times they turn out to be better cooks than those from the so-called middle-class family.If Davina's parents thought they did the right thing by hiring a maid, thereby depriving her of the opportunity to learn the basics of home keeping, they must be mistaken.It was too late now as she was already old.From her demeanor, I knew that learning culinary skills would be impossible because she had made up her mind to get a maid too.I hope she finds someone who will tolerate her.As for me, I doubt I would be able to do that.With my hands tucked in my pockets, I walked out of my room then headed to the kitchen to get a meal.The kitchen was ne
SIRAThese days, I have been so preoccupied that I don't have time for myself anymore, but I decided to make today different from the others.To achieve this, I woke up very early, then cleaned the whole house before mom woke up.I did the laundry and then proceeded to make a nice breakfast for us.When I was done, I grabbed my gym bag, then jogged all the way to the gym down the street for some morning workout.The workout was going to be strenuous because it had been a while since I last attempted it.“I will return by 9” I said aloud, struggling to keep up with the pace I had started out with.Instead of the usual ten minutes I always spent whenever I jogged to the gym, I spent an extra five minutes more.I fell on the gym floor immediately after I got in.“And where have you been?” Sammy, the gym instructor, asked as he towered above me.I was too tired to speak, so I decided to make use of gestures to communicate how drained I was.He got my words, then began to taunt me.At the
SIRAGrrr…My alarm clock rang, thereby interrupting my blissful sleep.I turned the clock off then tried to go back to sleep, but it was to no avail.I was fed up because I still wanted to sleep more.With a sour expression, I groped my way to my bathroom then did my morning routine as quickly as I could.On my return to my room, I decided to check my messages before going about my chores.“Sira” mom yelled just when I was about to click on a message from Karen.“Ma'am” I yelled in returnI was tempted to open her message but because I didn't want to scroll through thirty messages when I returned, I tossed my phone on my bed then walked towards the door.We were supposed to hang out yesterday, but because of Eros, I had canceled our meeting.I was certain she had flooded my phone with the pictures she and the girls took at the girl's night out that was held the previous day.I was about to walk into the living room when I bumped into mom, who was on her way to fetch me.“When are you
SIRAI was in my room, going through some certain things on my phone when I suddenly began to feel nauseous.Quickly, I rushed into the restroom to throw up, which I eventually did and it managed to get me confused.“What’s going on?” I couldn’t help but ask myself as I walked out of the bathroom slowly.I sat on a vacant chair as different thoughts ran through my head.I just couldn’t help but think that moment.Slowly, I got up and went straight to my closet, picking a blue baggy jeans and a red crop top.Different thoughts ran through my head, but I decided to go to the hospital so I could confirm if I was okay or not.“Why exactly am I suddenly feeling nauseous?” I couldn’t help but ask myself with a crumpled look.I shrugged and quickly dressed up, before I picked up my bag.Briskly, I walked out of my apartment and flagged down a cab as I headed straight to the hospital.The drive was just about ten minutes or so, but I didn’t know when I got to the hospital.On getting there, I