L. O.M.L

I came back so exhausted, I am drained bot physically and emotionally. I have relived the little encounter a thousand times in just this few hours.

After showering the only thing on my mind is to log in and chat with Mysterio. I sat down on the sofa and offed every bit of light, even the TV is off, I feel the darkness suits my mood right now.

*Hi Mister* I sent after I have gone through his mesaages, it's mainly about how he needed me to entertain him. Funny his squibble manage to put a smile on my face.

*Hello Missy*

*You kept your Prince charming waiting*

*Princesses are suppose to be the one waiting in a dark tower* he sent 3 messages instantly, someone is missing me, I sniffed a laugh.

*Sorry* I reply as I feel unmotivated to chat, I guess am not healed like I thought.

*Sorry?*

*That's not enough Princess* He started calling me that yesterday after I refused to call him Prince Charming. He thought calling me Princess would make me call him Prince Charming, his plan failed because I am not calling him that. Though my refusal didn't stop him from calling me Princess and I would be lying if I say I don't revel on it.

*You should call me Prince Charming and I will drop the matter*

*NEVER*

*Hmmm*

*I learnt some new acronyms* I have always used simple acronyms to chat him up and will always tell him the meaning, he is really new to chatting.

*Really* I texted still not feeling motivated, probably chatting is not the right thing for me now.

*ROFL, MBOK, SMH, IMO, LOML. Am awesome, am I not?* He learnt quite a few, he already knew LOL.

*Nice*

*I am exhausted, let's chat in the morning* I texted him and felt bad, I didn't even congratulate him for learning new words, I will do that tomorrow since today is just off for me. I clicked on my data to switch it off but my phone started ringing before I switched it off. I checked and it was a W******p call, a call from Mysterio, my throat went dry as my eyes widened as if they will fall out from their socket. I kept looking at the phone as it keeps ringing, I have been chatting with him but never have we spoken on phone, we have never even sent each other a voicenote, so I have no idea how he sounds. All of a sudden my depressed state was changed to nervousness. I chew on my nails as I contemplate whether to pick up. It stopped ringing as I have wasted too much time, didn't he see the good night message, maybe he will stop calling thinking that I have slept off, yes I should ignore him. Why am I nervous like a teenager?

*If you don't pick up I will continue calling* 

He is a determined human being, I guess I have to off my data and blame it on network tomorrow, I quickly offed my data before his call enters. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves that is clearly in a turmoil, I really should stop behaving like a teenager in love. I dropped the phone and smiled as it felt oddly good that he called even though I don't pick up. I was still in thought when my phone started ringing again, this time around its not a W******p call but phone call, he is determined. I decided to pick up since no backing down for him

"Hello" his voice came through

"You sure knows how to keep a Prince waiting"  his voice washed over me like a cool shower on a hectic sunny day and it rendered me speechless.

"Cat caught your tongue" he chuckled

"Aah, aah" I stuttered.

"My voice is so heavenly that it rendered you speechless" 

He just reminded me how much he loves to praise himself, annoying part of it is that he has never been wrong.

"Egomaniac" I hissed and he started laughing, a deep throaty laugh, the one that will make you give a warm smile, so I was unable to resist the smile that graced my face.

"Stop laughing, your voice is nothing out of the ordinary, I have heard more awesome ones"

"So it's awesome just not the best you have heard"

He didn't hear the fact that I said i is nothing out of the ordinary, he always knows how to shower praises on himself. When someone else does that, I see it as pride and it disgusts me, but when he does it, it is considered cute, I guess am partial when it comes to him

"I never said so, I'm just surprised that you called, you always hide your identity so am taken back when you called" I said quarter the truth, if that's even the truth at all.

"Well you won't discover who I am by the sound of my voice and am pretty sure you're more overwhelmed by the milky sound of my voice" he took a deep breath considering his pause.

"I sound like Justin Bieber" he added and I started laughing, he has no idea what he sounds like. His voice is deep, deep enough to give you a scare if you're to hear it in darkness.

"Justin my foot, that's the exact opposite of your voice his voice sounds flowery but yours" I took a pause to think up the right way to describe his voice.

"It sound's like an old narrator, a deep husky voice" I finished and he gave me his rich throaty laugher and I couldn't fight the smile again.

"So in essence you're saying I sound poetic". He's right, he does sound poetic but am not telling him that.

"You wish" I said laughing

"I guess my plan worked" he said with a low tone and resisted the moan that nearly escaped 

"What plan?" get hold of yourself damn it

"I noticed you're not feeling good, you kept replying in a monosyllable so I though I could lightning you up by calling" I was beyond surprise at his words. Am surprised he cared but more surprised that he noticed my mood through our chat. The emotions made me tear up, the fact that I ran into Josh and that someone I met a few weeks ago knows me more that the guy that I dated for years. I started sobbing.

"What's wrong" he asked and the concern in his voice was reverbrating making me cry louder.

"Easy dove, you emotions matters to someone"

I hiccupped as I tried to stop 

"Did....you.....just....called....dove" I asked in between sob as I wipes my tears with my left hand. This few moments of tears made my heart feels lighter.

"Yes, I will have to call you new pet name most times till one finally sticks" he said with a low chuckle.

"So tell me what made you gloomy"

"I saw Josh today" I said and he made no sound or comment so I went ahead and told him everything that happened today.

"So he is now happily married with the girl?" he asked and I can imagine his disappointment.

"Not married but about to, he had the guts to take me aside and told me not to make our past relationship known to the girl. So I was just the sidechick" I fumed as I think of how much of a fool I have been. Have I always been the sidechick or that this girl came and I was pushed to the sidelines.

"Don't worry, I am glad you found out before tying the knot with him, besides you're already healing" 

"Why are you so sure, so sure that I'm healing". He is right though I am healing of the heart break but the pain I feel when I think of my wasted years and sacrifice is deep.

" Dove, am your personal medicine, do you think am fake? Of course am not so you're healing" he sang the last word.

"Am healing of the heartbreak but the pain of the wasted hears is deep" I said with a low tone.

"Life is pain, walking is pain, we wake up in the morning and walk out the house and experience pain, do you know how much I have thought of giving up but can't because I learn my lessons through pain" He said and I can't help but feel the pain hidden behind his words.

"Sometimes you act real matured, sometimes you act like a kid, making me wonder how old you really are" I shaked my head.

"Old enough" he said with a barbie like voice making me go into a feat of laugher.

"You made me tear up while laughing"

"I have my charms barbie"

I guess I have to be swoon over with new pet names everyday.

"So how come LOML is among the first one you learnt" I found it funny that it's among his first acronyms. Most people doesn't know what it means or ever use it.

"I came across it while browsing for chatting acronyms, I instantly knew what it meant unlike others that I have to look for their meaning" he said with his everly proud voice.

"Just to be sure what does it mean" I asked

"Love Od My Life, it's disheartening that you still doubt my awesomeness"

"Clap for yourself".

We spoke for few more minutes before ending the call. I started at my phone after he ended the call, he is really a God sent, with just one phone call he lifted my sadness and sorrow.

My eyes widened as a thought hit me, maybe he is truly a guardian Angel that God sent to me in this period of sadness and sorrow to help me heal. So if he isn't human but an Angel sent to help me heal that means he would one day return or be assigned to another human. I shook my head to stop my imagination from running wild, this can't be possible, supernatural things like this doesn't happen. Then again how was he able to calm me down with a single phone call and helping me heal faster than normal. A lot of things about him are not ordinary. I looked at the clock and it's past midnight, I shall call it a night and think about things tomorrow.