Moris chuckled and circled me in his arms,
"You don't want to admit that you want the same thing I want. You always play hard to get"
HE said and bit my earlobe. I cringed inside, I was irritated by the act. I would not say I love Moris but I enjoy having sex with him. He knows how to fvck you until you become numb and that has been the only thing keeping me attracted to him. Apart from sex, he has nothing else to offer.
You would be surprised that I am this girl who loves sex to the extent that it has to be the reason I have to keep a man. I tell you, that's what Zain turned me into. I would say he showed me a world of sex and after we broke up, I continued sleeping with men thinking that I would get over him but the more I had sex the more miserable I became and when I wanted to stop, Moris came into the picture and took me on another rollercoaster of sex, a whole new level and I almost forgot about Zain.
There is no style of sex position I have not tried with Moris. I am not regretting that because sex relaxes me and takes my mind off tension. It's a pity that mom does not know that her little girl is not innocent as she sees me.
I am more than rotten, it's only Zain, Tasha and Moris that know how badass girl I am.
But you see today I am in no mood for sex.
"Moris, I am in no mood and next time, try to knock, okay."
He released me and turned to face me.
"You don't mean that right? Look at me, I am hard for you, baby"
I narrowed my eyes down and he was hard. I don't get it. Is it everything time he wants to have sex he would take a trip to my house?
He lives across the street and I tell you, midnight, Moris is here if he ever gets a hard-on and mom really doesn't notice why he comes here because he is always the Innocent boy he plays in front of mom. Though he doesn't come into my room during the night but whenever we get a chance out of mom's sight, we fuck.
I looked up at his face and smiled,
"You have got to help yourself today. My mood was spoiled."
He could not take me seriously,
"Seriously Jenny, you and I know that it's when you are in a bad mood you enjoy sex the most. Or you have got another fucking buddy"
"Damn you, you are too raw. It must not be about sex all the time. Have you ever asked me why I am this crazy about sex? No, you wouldn't ask because you don't care. If not for the great sex you claim I give you, you would not be here with your dick trying to poke out of your briefs,
Go home boy, I am in no mood."
My message was clear and I am hopeful he understood me. He left with no words and I sighed.
I looked at the painting in front of me and hissed out loud, the urge to continue painting was not there again so I dropped all my painting equipment and washed off the paints all over my hands and left my painting room to my room.
My painting room is adjoined to my room, I like it that way. I could paint any time of the day.
I stared at my wall clock, it was 3: 30 pm and I was bored to death like this.
Since I am going to leave here for a while. I might as well take some fresh air and say goodbye to the neighbourhood.
I picked up my scarf and walked out of my room. I was wearing leggings and a tank top with Italian sandals.
I walked past mom's room but stopped and peeped, she was not in the room and the shower was running which means she is in the bathroom.
I walked inside and knocked on the bathroom door.
"Mom, I want to take some fresh air"
I yelled and the shower stopped running, I guess she turned it off
"I thought Moris was here?"
"He was but he has left. See you soon, mom"
"Alright darling, don't be late into the evening"
She said and the shower started running.
I turned and left her room, got to the living room and turned the TV off. We both left it running.
I sighed and walked out of our apartment into the busy street of my neighbourhood. It was getting close to evening and by this time, it gets busy.
My childhood and everything revolves around here.
And this will be the first time I will be stepping out of it.
I will definitely miss here, the world, and the calmness it brings to my soul and I will miss seeing Tasha in person unless through video calls.
I was long gone past my street heading into the next street when I decided to visit someone.
She is someone who has done so much for me. What my mom could not do, she did for me and for that she has become my second mom and I could tell her anything
I walked to her door and knocked. A few seconds later the door opened to reveal the smiling face of Mrs Celine.
"By the sound of the knocks, I already know it is you. Come in my dear"
She said and stepped aside for me to come in. I went in and smiled.
"How well you know me, Mrs Celine. "Good evening to you and how are you doing?"
"I am great darling, the twins have missed you so much. They keep asking after you"
She said and gestured for me to sit down.
I sat down and smiled up at her
"They did? I missed them too. Can I see them?"
I asked hopefully, it's not that she would refuse me but I chose to look hopeful.
"Of Course my darling, you can. I will be right back."
She said and left.
I looked around her small sitting room and chuckled at how she arranged everything in order. She is a very neat woman and little things matter to her. She is not that old, I think mom is three years older than her. She lives here alone with the twins, Mitchell and Michael while her two other kids, all grown, live outside the neighbourhood. She is a single mom. Nothing really changed, it's almost the same as it was the last time I came here. I heard noises and looked up to see the twins running towards me with excitement. "Auntie Jenny, you decided to come to visit us today. We have missed you"They both said and jumped right on me at once. I circled them in my arms and giggled. "I missed you both so much, how are my prince and princess doing?" "We are fine"They both replied and released me then each sat by my side. "We are starting our new school soon and we were hoping that you would go with us to see the school"Michelle said looking hopefully and my heart shatte
Her phone did not have to ring for long before she picked up the call. "Jen, you have not been answering your calls, why?" I stared at my pants. There is no atom of acknowledgement. All she cared about was why I did not pick up her calls."I went out for a while, sis. Is there a problem?"I asked her with my voice void of emotions."Yes, as a matter of fact, there is a problem but I would not say it's a problem. I believe by now mom had told you that you would be staying with me for a while. The thing is, Zain is in town and would be visiting Mom so that you both would leave by tomorrow, I was calling you to tell you to pick few of your things" I was speechless. "Why sis?""Why what Jen? I don't believe you would be asking me this question. It's not like you are staying here for your whole life, it's just for a few months" I blinked and let my tears flow. I see that mom and Susan are bent on making my life miserable. So going to stay with Susan is not enough torment for
Mummy stared at me indicating I should go check who is at the door. Who else? If not the unwanted visitor tonight. I stood up gingerly and walked towards the door with shaky legs. Have not seen him and I am behaving like this. What happens if I get to see him, the earth will swallow me then. While I was walking, I was counting numbers in my mind to calm my nervousness. I was damned nervous and I know it and obviously anyone who sees me at the moment will know that I am nervous. "Jenny, you are over him"I restored to saying and it worked like magic because my nervousness stopped. I got to the door and exhaled then inhaled and like the lady who had got her feelings under control, I opened the door to reveal Hot Zain at the door. No doubt the dude is cute, his handsomeness can't be measured. I stared at him with no expression on my face and when it was obvious he was not going to come in, I stepped aside and invited him in. "Come in please, brother-in-law"I said with a charm
Jenny's point of view…. Day 2…...Next morning I opened my eyes and closed them back. It was morning but I did not feel like waking up. I wanted to escape reality, there was no way I could do that, only if I were dead. I thought about it, will being dead be better than being under the same roof with Zain? The latter was the best so I opened my eyes again and stared at my suitcase I left at the feet of my closet. I did not get to pack my clothes yesterday, hopefully, I will do it now before we leave. I don't believe we will be leaving so soon. I yearned and let myself out of the bag."Morning Jenny, welcome to a brand new day, my love"I said to myself and chuckled. Someone seeing me will think I was talking to another person. It's my way, I have always talked to myself like a third person since I was a teenager. I walked to the closet and opened it wide and stared at the clothes in there. Most of them I bought myself, and at fifteen, mom stopped getting things for me. All s
Zain's point of view…. Outside her door, I strengthen myself up and put on a smile to mask the hurt in my eyes. Going into her room was just to say good morning. I can't tell if I was compelled inside her room but I just found myself in her room. Her attitude shows that she has been over me for a long time. She used to be this sweet lady, I was her king then. I guess time and circumstances change people. I would blame myself rather than blame her. I hope her stay in my house would make us be on good terms, we could be friends not entirely an enemy. I signed repeatedly and walked back into my room to get ready. We should leave early because I have got an appointment with my friend later in the day.Jenny's point of view….. I was done dressing. I had to dress like a good girl for Zain not think I am still the bad girl he made me and besides mom would not see me dressed anyhow, she would think I am going to seduce Zain. You know after high school, I could dress anyhow and she
I strengthened my clothes and walked out of my room not without taking a last glance at it. Would not be seeing it for the next couple of months. I heard voices in the dining room and I could recognize those three voices. With puffy cheeks, I walked into the dining room and Moris and Zain were seated with a coffee mug in front of them and mom sitting opposite them. The atmosphere I met was lively and I did not see reasons why it should be so. Zain had his gaze on me but I ignored him. I looked at Moris but he had eyes on mom and I did not feel comfortable about it. He should have had his eyes on me but he pretended as if I was not in the room. I should not feel bad about it because I know that it is not sex, there is no Moris and me. I sat down beside mom and she smiled at me. "I was beginning to think you don't want to come out"She said and I gave her a small smile. "No mom. Why would you say that? I know going to sis's place does not sit well with me but I would not
I settled at the back of the car and Zain settled on his side. Mum Tasha and Moris stood by the side and watched me. I smiled at them and waved. "Mom see you soon, we will get in touch on the phone"I said and Zain drove out of our compound with my memories behind. I knew I was definitely going to miss my neighborhood. I have literally grown up here and have never left here for a long while, this is my first time, more like the second time I am leaving here. The first time I left was just for a while but I didn't feel like this because I didn't have anything to worry about. Now I have something to worry about and that is being under the same roof with Zain, my worst nightmare, someone that chose my sister over me, my ex-boyfriend and now my sister's husband. The guy my heart could not stop beating for, the guy who does something to my soul, the guy who knows the right button to press when it comes to me. This guy, though he doesn't love me but I love him very much with everyth
I dragged my luggage inside the house with this feeling at the button of my stomach. I can almost feel my heart beating. I don't know what I was afraid of, that my sister would think less of me for coming to stay with her or that she would get to know that Zain is my ex. Whatever it is, I just hope I can cope with it while I am here My sis was sitting on the couch when I arrived inside the house with her face glued on her phone and her tummy portrayed. Zain was not with her and I was wondering where he had gone. Was he not supposed to be with her after being away from her for one day? My heart warmed up at the sight of her. No matter what I feel, she is family and she is meant to be treated as such. The house structure was that of ours back home, with not much difference. "Hi sis"She looked up at the sound of my voice and smiled "Look at you, looking so big and pretty. The last time I saw you, you were all bones" I glared at her. What she said was not necessary. Sh