♠We are all tragedies, waiting to happen._Chisom EzeShe was used to the cold welcome the lush walls of her home welcomed her with, she was used to its emptiness the interior graced her feet with when she walked in. The warm feel of the air caressing her skin. She was used to it all. But today, All of it pricked her skin, pouring a solemn feeling all over her.Benny wasn't waiting by the door as usual and she found it odd. The cool air emitting from the air conditioner grazed her skin as usual, she pulled off her shoes, slipping her feet into a pair of fuzzy flip flops, upon raising her face up to see through the empty exuberant house, she stilled. Her frozen eyes drilled into the one person who happened to be a lady seated on a plush couch with legs crossed and eyes skimming a magazine. A glass of orange juice placed in front of the lady looked untouched. The woman adjusted the robes which she wore, then reached out to touch the her hair wrapped around like a crown before flippin
♠Stone cold, stone cold, you're dancing with her, while I'm staring at my phone.♠★"Thank y'all for coming around to celebrate my success with me. For reals, acting alongside with Desmond Ukeme in our upcoming movie was awesome...." She gestured to a guy who raised his glass to her in acknowledgement as the crowd booed whilst she continued."And asides your girl hitting it off around the world, I wanna say I'm grateful. It's all thanks to y'all." She paused, plastering a puppy gaze as she held her hands to her chest in gratitude as the crowd cooed and Awwww-ed at her."Anyways, enjoy the party, I am April Waje and welcome to my world!!" A blast of fire works shot through the air as loudcheers burst out from the crowd, DJ swung into another afro beat and the party once again turned fire.She shook her head, catching up with the speech-like closing remark April made upstage in her fairy designed mini dress and purple hair which she stylishly crowned with a makeover that made her ef
♠'cos the hole inside my heartis stupid deep. Stupid deep♠★The Earth is small, definitely spherical and most definitely always revolving around the sun. But why did it seem like our vast little world revolved around our darkest chaos?The little things we expect, we desire, we long for, they just never seem to align with our luck. If she didn't know better, she would have concluded that we have been Ill-fated from our diaper days, from the day we formed our existence in the womb that bore us.Maybe such ill fate could explain labor pains. The chaos that tallied with the shrill cries we unconsciously let out to embrace our disaster patiently waiting to rip our senses into shreds and control our lives in such catastrophe.And such ill fate could only be the most logical explanation of why today of all days, of all the time in the world, of all places should Yara Chizaram Williams crash into Tola Makinde?Tola held a red cup and slurred out incoherent words, peering straight at Yara
♠All good boys go to heaven but bad boys bring heaven to you.♠★Yara held the door handle hesitantly, the room was dark though the glassy windows which displayed the night sky as though it illuminated the universe struck streaks of moon light into the room making it look beautiful and enchanting but distant. Her eyes scanned the whole area of the room, indeed it was in disarray, his pillows were strewn to the ground, his big sized duvets sprawled hopelessly on the bed and even his photographs laid carelessly on the floor-a few already smashed to pieces. Even his Bible was tossed on the floor.Her heart ached badly, picking up his Bible along with her as she quietly crept into the room, halting a little when she noticed his shoulders sag in resignation, he was holding a sheet of paper-clutching at it with his unspoken emotions and at some point, he broke down in silent cries. Jesus! She looked on, feeling her chest clench tightly together, pent up emotions immediately let itself
♠Till the day there's none...★Life is just another cycle of emotional turmoil. We come with nothing, knowing no one and we'd leave with nothing, taking no one except the helplessness of our demise. Sometimes it feels like we're actors and actresses playing out a script and the world as a stage. We don't change anything, just do whatever the script says.He liked to believe we just have missions to fulfill according to the principle of nature and I liked to believe it was unfair. I want to take control of my life and not feel like a programmed machine carrying out orders. I want to be able to change situations and possibly change the world.But that's the problem with humans, everyone wants to change the world, to gain control. And life just ends up all chaotic again.“What are you thinking about?” His voice drew her from her reverie, using her thumb to slowly run down his cheeks.“Nothing.”“Hm hmm” he groaned in disagreement, stirring his eyes wide awake to be greeted by her slen
♠All my windows still are broken,but I'm standing on my feet♠★Sarah was ready to have that talk. She had stalled for too long anyway, hoping not to run into his existence yet it didn't help the fact that they were in the same class and asides culinary arts and music, they took almost all subjects together which meant one thing-bumping into each other more than often.Today was one of those days she bumped into George- George with his smooth hair cut, fine lips, intriguing eyes and talented hands. It made her turn into a mush of uneasiness especially recalling that night in his car...the easy slid of his fingers caressing her skin and his lips kissing all parts of her...Snap out of it Sarah! You just threw his phone off his hands. Her subconscious reminded. She bent down almost immediately he did to pick his phone, his hands slightly brushed against hers and she quickly drew her hands back. "Hey, I'm sorry...I didn't mean to..." She stuttered, looking up at him. Her brows creas
♠To forever after friendships...Sarah Okoye★"Your friend's name keeps trending everywhere. Rumor has it that she comes from a broken family." The light skinned woman with her perpetual red coated lips, commented as she scrolled through her phone with a satisfied smirk. They were seated around a glassy table with plates of food neatly placed on it. She glanced at her mum who had a concentrated solely on her phone. It's been ten minutes now and all her mum had managed to talk about at dinner was April's leaked secrets. About her secret boyfriend and her dad."Honey we're at dinner right now as a family. I'd appreciate it if you drop the phone or better still put it away." That was her father. He had managed to keep his tone leveled but she could sense the irritation underneath his cool tone. Her mum glanced up, eyebrows arched up and an impassive expression."Excuse you for preventing me from relishing this moment, our daughter just bade good riddance to the one persistent objecto
♠An olive branch-an extension of forgiveness and friendship.♠•It's past twelve and her world is spinning. It's like the world is suddenly revolving around her, rolling her over and tossing her outer space. Yet she's lost-staring blankly at no one in particular and basically speechless. It would be better to say she was struggling for words but right now, the least she could do was struggle further. Not after the world had submerged her in its unfairness. Her life was finally starting to make meaning. Not so much though, but she was starting to embrace the lemons life had thrown at her, make them into lemonades just to see it turn sour again, the kind of sour that made you wish to become ageusia. She is standing right in the midst of chaos. confused and shocked. Kim still has his grin and she didn't expect him to lose it anyway, he was back from the hospital after all so if anything else would make him smile wider than he was already, it is the fact that he thinks he is finally v
𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭: Chapter 7&8 / Beautiful pain by Sia ft Young thugChapter 12/ Let me love you by Justin Bieber ft DJ snakeChapter 14/ 48 laws of power (a non-fiction book)Chapter 16/ A thousand years by Christiana PerriChapter 17/ all the stars by Kendrick Lamar ft SZAChapter 18/ Daises by Katy PerryChapter 19/ Lalala by PentatonixChapter 23/ Maybe IDK by Jon BellionChapter 24 & 25 / Anyone by Justin BieberChapter 26/ Casanova by Nasty CChapter 27& 28 / same as chapter 17Chapter 29/ Broken by Anson SeabraChapter 30/ Alone by Alan WalkerChapter 32&33/ River of tears by Alessia CaraChapter 34/ Heaven by Julia MichaelsChapter 35 & 36/ Holy by Justin Bieber ft ChanceChapter 38/ Wolves by Selena GomezTequila & Butterflies/ Memories by Maroon 5Chapter 21 & 37/ I can't remember tho. Maybe you can look it up on any music app using the lyrics.The rest of the chapters without a music lyrics but a quote was the ones written by me. Also, by a friend of mine.☺️☺️Thank yo
𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕, ’𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒆'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉.𝑻𝒐𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒕𝒐𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 , '𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌,𝒀𝒐𝒖.•••15 years later.The compound was vast and neatly organized, there were pine trees planted at each side of the avenue leading to the white building situated inside, a water fountain stood in the middle of the compound.A BMW car parked silky in the underground parking lot, opening the car doors, was a pair of sleek black stilettos gracefully complimenting the beige trousers, white bodysuit and a b
♠It's been a long day without you my friend,and I'll tell you all about it when I see you again.♠•••The graduation ceremony for Bluebell student's was going to hit off in the next one hour at the school auditorium. Everyone was excitedly talking about the graduation the same way they talked about her housewarming party. She could still feel her head pound from the too many alcohol, loud music and dancing. Almost everyone at school knew about their prom-at- home party because April had gone live on social media, showing off her designer's outfit which was a limited edition, Sarah who wore a chef look with a makeover that made her so gorgeous. She even captioned under her picture; 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑦 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼'𝑚 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑓 𝑠𝑜 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑖𝑡. And then, there was Yara wearing a butterfly look which April made her open an Instagram account and caption something that read; 𝐵𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑
♠𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆_Ujuritaellianna•••It's mid afternoon and the girls are sprawled on the floor, looking over the boxes and decorations they've managed to pull off so far, the house decorations wasn't so different from the one Yara had in her room, she had said it reminded her of change and she wished to maintain it. It was a large two bedroom apartment that had a spacious sitting room with a dining table, a kitchen and three toilets. At one side of her sitting room which was fully furnished was a scented candle lit up around on a fancy table surrounded by fresh flowers and Toby and Josie's framed pictures.It had becoming her usual routine to say a word of prayer for him, lit the candles and keep it covered in a glass jar while replacing the flowers too. A routine she had just finished along with the girls who had helped doing the house design.“Yara, you really sure you can keep up with this?" April asked in concern.“Yeah, I thought you'd mo
♠𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅._Ujuritaellianna•She sat idly Infront of her laptop, not really idle nervously excited about opening the mail she had just received from a hospital who needed a health care assistant.She had applied for a job through her volunteer service in the health centre she did a part time coupled with St.patrick's hospital did a recommendation for her volunteer service, she'd confidently applied but wasn't sure she was going to get it since she didn't have an O level certificate.Staring at the mail now and torn between excitement and a lurk of disappointment, she couldn't bring herself to click it open until a knock disrupted. It was Benny. She wasn't dressed in the usual uniform she wore and stood religiously at the door, she infact looked different in the floral dress and Crocs with her hair falling across her shoulders. And it struck Yara how alike they looked with both of their hairs falling across their shoulders. She said
♠You shoot me down, but I won't fall,I am titanium.♠Week 4."It's called rebranding." Reya smiled, sipping the glass of juice gingerly."What does that mean?" "Good question.” she leaned in further, "it's like doing away with those issues that weigh you down and taking on the good side of why you're alive despite everyone.""But there is no good side of life when you lose your sister and years later your boyfriend or when you get molested and thrown into a juvenile because no one believes your story rather think you're a demon of some kind and there's absolutely no good side of life when your parents treat you like shit and lie to your face everytime." she scoffed, "so tell me, what's the good there?" Reya nodded affirmatively, "i understand, Yara. I do because you have every right to feel this kind of way and I don't want to be that person who would just like to tell you to move on. I can assure you, it's not so easy as anyone would tell you." she paused, taking in a deep breat
♠𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔._Ujuritaellianna•“Does running away solve anything at all?” Yara stared back at the woman who was offering tea for the second time, placing the paper cup dedicatedly like it was glass. Her countenance was impassive and blank as though she hadn't just finished listening to Yara's story and asking that question. “It's soothing. Doesn't solve anything but it's better than turning to drugs and alcohol for help.” The woman smiled, “Have you tried to reach out to them again?” “No. I don't know if they ever want me. Sometimes I think I'm some kind of bad charm, I attract only the bad things to people around me and myself. ” Reya said nothing, urging her to go on. “Josie thought I was a small butterfly when I was little. Like I could change the world or something. Toby thought th
♠𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑖𝑡. ♠_April Waje•••“It's day 28 Yara, would you like us to talk about anything?” The woman's office was spacious, a fluffy rug blanketed the floors, the lights had been turned off and only some candle lights in its holder illuminated the room, the AC hummed soft air and a large cushion rested at a corner of the room, a bit apart from where the tea maker was kept. Yara said nothing except to sit still and stare blankly into space. She was aware of her environment, she was aware of the woman who had calmly been entertaining her silence for almost a month, she was aware of the reason she had come to her in the first place. She was aware that the woman, Chimereya also called Reya was her therapist ever since Toby's demise.It didn't make her speak. She hardly
♠𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒍. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒓 𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚.♠•••𝐀 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫. Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Tobyyyy, happy birthday to you. Hip hip hip!!!Hooray!!!Camera clicks Laughters and more smiles. The air was contagious, cherry smiles and nude joy enlivened the rooftop of the hospital lobby which was devoid of people except for Yara, Sarah, George, April and a truckload of wrapped gifts stacked at one side and flowers and birthday wishes from schoolmates who according to Yara, weren't invited. "Today isn't my birthday. Y'all didn't have to do this." He grinned widely at all of them gathered."Actually, it was your girlfriend's idea." Sarah interjected and he fixated an arched brow at Yara who let out a gleeful sigh."I know. I just really wanted to throw you a part