I've always felt like there was something missing in my life, I was alive but barely living. That is
how my life has always been and I couldn't do a single thing about it. Anyone would wonder whya young successful woman like myself would be facing such a circumstance, the only thingpeople see is the luxurious lifestyle, the expensive cars and special invitation to first classgatherings.They never see beyond that,they never see the girl who looks like she fits in but would rather beanywhere else, not caring about their mindless Conversations Such life style was never mything, but i didn't have a say in the matter not when you have someone like my Mother Shebrought me up to be the perfect girl for her standard, she practically choose all the schools iattended right from my pre-school till the university i graduated from. I was like a character inher book and she the author I just had to be that perfect daughter, even though sometimes itgets overwhelming, I had to stay strong. After all "a woman of your class is never to showweakness, It attracts the enemy" these are my mothers words when ever she feels am actingweak.Wise words right.I didn't have much friends because of her because who ever comes to my house for a visit I always pity them because it always seem like they came for an interview rather than visiting
their friend and then at the end of the day when she is done bombarding them with questionsshe'll bring her wonderful conclusion. Chloe or whatever her name is, is not someone youshould move with she's not of your class but you should try going out more with tessy, she fitsyour standard, rich and sophisticated.So with that attitude of hers, i stopped bringing friendshome, i just couldn't put anyone to such torture.That's my life. What a life right?...like right now I was making my way from my office because mysaid mother invited me for dinner, I always dread a meeting with her because whatever shewanted to tell me wasn't going to be to my liking, either she has made an unarguable decisionfor my life. I just hope it something i can live with, the woman has a way of blowing one's mind.Making my way to my car, i got in and began driving to my mother's place lost in thoughts "iwonder what it is she has to tell me this time"... I thought to myself. What could it be?In about 30minutes I was already in front of my moms gate, driving in, I parked at my usual spot.I stepped out of my car and made my way to the front door, when i pushed it open the housewas so quite...not like i expected it to be noisy, It my mother after all. walking further in...with thesound of my heels the only sound being heard. I take a look around for the said woman but foundher no where."Mom", mom,...I called about five times before i finally heard her. "Odessa, how many timeshave i told you never to yell around like one of those thugs on the street? hmm...you could havejust called me, that is what a device is for right...instead of yelling like a street girl with noclass"....she said."Well you invited me over all you could have done is welcome me" I replied back to her...besidesisn't that how women of class welcome their guest i added."You are no guest Odessa" was her simple reply...before walking away towards the dinningroom, she motion with her hands for me to follow. I follow her silently still deep in my thoughts ofwhat bomb she wants to drop.On the dinning table is all kinds of food..as i see this i immediately lost my appetite, because itlooks like we were celebrating something...definitely not good, whatever she is about to tell me, Iwas already sure I wasn't going to like it.She sat on the head chair, while i sat on the chair besides her on her right. we both began to diginto our meal silently...my mother does not tolerate talking during a meal and also even thoughi've lost my appetite i dare not tell her "no am not hungry" words like that do not pass from mylips, except i was ready for an ear full.After a short moment of silently eating we both finish our food..and just sit basking in the silencebefore my mom finally spoke..."let talk in the drawing room shall we"....it was more of acommand than a question because even if i don't want to I still have to, not like she left me achoice.So silently I followed her to the drawing room....I suddenly felt tense and the suspense waskilling me....knowing you will be told something but not have knowledge of what it is can benerve wrecking.Reaching the drawing room she motion for me to sit down...I sat down then look towards mymom's relaxed face..so it seems am the only one nervous in the room. how elevating."Odessa you'll be getting married to Coal soon, i just wanted to let you know so you can startshopping for wedding gown and all that, besides his the right boy for you...hardworking, rich andwith class"....she blabbered...Seriously i think i zoned out after i heard " You'll be getting married to Coal"....I don't think iheard her well, my mother would not just talk about me getting married like we were taking awork in the park, no way right....I felt like my chest was being constricted, she could not be serious right..it all a joke and somesick prank right...but looking up to my mother's emotionless face i knew this was no joke...MariaDawson didn't make silly jokes. She was looking at me like I was being dramatic, seriously.No...i said it before i could stop myself. The shocked expression on her face was priceless "whatdid you say" she asked..This time around my voice didn't quiver, i stood up and look her dead inthe eyes and told her " NO! never gonna happen"...her simple reply was "oh" like i waschallenging her and she was accepting the challenge.I began...Mom i've had enough of you dictating my life for me...each step of the way in my lifewas what you wanted never caring about if it was what i wanted, i don't get you, was this the lifeyou always wanted but couldn't get? am i living your dream for you? Is that it..because i don'tfucking understand...i heard her say something like " language young lady" but at this momenti didn't care not even for a second... You can't take that decision from me.The look in my mother's eyes was a question, her eyes clearly read "are you done beingdramatic "...seriously. God. I feel like hitting something."Odessa you will not shame me before my friends and highly esteem association, you'll marryCoal and there's nothing you can do about it, it already final" she said.This time i lost it, i was beyond mad, i was beyond furious, i was livid, the only thing i was seeingwas red.."IF YOU SO WANT TO GET MARRIED THEN GO AND MARRY COTH OR WHATTHE FUCK YOU CALLED HIM BY YOURSELF...because i don't care anymore, do whateveryou wanna do but am not gonna be part of it.Not giving her a chance to speak further, i took my things then stomped out of the drawingroom, then out of the house, i knew she was too sophisticated to yell my name and she alsobelieves i'll come back to my sense then come back to apologize to her, oh mother dearest youknow best and am sorry for arguing with you.Never.I took my anger on my poor car door, i just couldn't calm down...who does she think she is? Forthe fact that i've been quite all this time didn't mean i did not know what i was doing. This hasgone too far, does she think am or puppet or what, controlling my life like it belongs to her. Theaudacity.Driving away from her house, I just drove, i didn't have any particular destination in mind i justwanted to be far away...away from the dictator of a mother. I just wanted to be in control of mylife, i wanted to be free. The only freedom i've ever experience was deciding to live on myown...which she miraculously accepted after much argument, aside that i've just being a pawn inher game.I needed to free myself...maybe if I run away it will be better then i can get away from allthis...that is definitely a bad idea..."What happens next? running away doesn't get the problemsolved, maybe for a while you feel free but it still gonna be there"So what am i gonna do? well i did what any emotional person in my state would do, continuedriving to know where in particular.As I drove by a particular place, the beauty of the place caught my eyes and before I knew it, Istopped driving, stopping the engine of the car, I got out of my car enjoying the beauty of theplace....as I leaned against the car closing my eyes and taking a deep breath of fresh air. Isuddenly wanted to explore more, just standing here and looking wasn't enough for me anymore, it was like a force was beckoning me into the woods, so with my car locked I made myway into the woods ready to explore what beauty lies deep in there. I just kept walking, when I heard a sound that gave me the fright of my life, only for me to turnseeing it was just a small squirrel looking at me up from the tree, "little squirrel you scared me," Isaid to the squirrel, not like it cared what I was saying. Laughing a little to myself I continue onmy way. Suddenly I realized that I was walking in the woods, it could have been a snake or spider, orworst a scorpion I would have encountered when that squirr
Jason Family is very important to me, I don't joke with them, so that's why I didn't make a singlecomplain or argue when my mom told me to take a few days off from work so we could havefamily bonding time. Not like she would even take no for an answer. I took four days off from work as I drove my family to our cabin in the woods, we quickly set upeverything we would be needing, my mom strictly warned us about taking any work related callsbecause we would be in deep shit, and we know better than to disobey her, that woman canbecome an erupting volcano when she is angry, I wouldn't want that on my head. I don't know where it came from but my little sister decided that we prepare a trap, because shebelieved that in this woods, we could find unicorns. I told her that she had been reading toomany fantasy novels, but she wouldn't let me be, so I had to do what she wanted for my ownpeace of mind. The first day we set the trap, early next morning we went to check for any sign ofa
I woke up to find myself in a strange room, i was wearing a blue shirt and not the clothes I waswearing yesterday, I don't even know where I was, I stood up from the bed but I felt discomfort,so I sat back down to compose myself before I finally got up feeling a little better. I think whatactually woke me up was the smell of food, the growling of my stomach agreed to that fact, so Imade my way out of the room. As I got out, I saw a small family gathered around a table having breakfast, I felt a little jealousybut I pushed it down rather quickly, it not like it their fault I had never had breakfast like this,such peaceful atmosphere, surrounded by people who loved and respected me. I had to announce my presence, so clearing my throat, I spoke " I don't mean to intrude, butplease where am I?" all eyes seemed to turn to me at the sound of my voice, I had been on thespot light many times, but this felt different, It was like this time there was no escape for me. A young girl sp
It's been days I heard from my mother, not like I actually wanted to hear from her, she might be crazy but she is still my mother, at one point my obedient side that always wants to listen to whatever mother say wanted to wake up, but I quickly pushed it down, I would not allow myself to be unhappy for the rest of my life just because I wanted my mom to happy by marrying the man she wants. No I won't do that.Another thing that had been a tenant in my head is one certain handsome man, everytime I close my eyes, it was his face that appeared, there wasn't a time he wasn't in my mind, I just met this guy, but my mind and body feels like I've known him for ages, I must be sick. Speaking of being sick, I think I need to visit the doctor, ever since I had the trap accident, I've been having frequent pains on my legs, sometimes I have to sit to stop the pain, I don't know why I've been so reluctant to go to the hospital, maybe I was waiting to get cripple first.I quickly made an appointme
Call her, don't call her, call her, don't call her, I have been repeating this for the past ten minutes. My relationship with my mother wasn't all that good, but that didn't mean I didn't care for her, I didn't want to visit her, it was just going to lead to another confrontation, one I wasn't ready for, another reason I was hesitating is because of my pride, I know the moment she sees my call she'll think her sweet little girl wants to make amends, she'll think I've come to my senses and want to do as she have commanded, which is never going to happen.Finally making up my mind, I decided to call her. She picked up on the third ring. I could tell she was also deciding whether to pick my call or not."I see you've come to your senses, meet me at home," just as I thought, she clearly thinks I called because I've decided to do what she wants,...."mom, I didn't call you because of what we discussed the other day, I am calling you as a daughter checking on her mother," I said to her and t
The man standing in front of me didn't look like someone I've met before, from his outfit you could tell he was wealthy, nice watch, nice shoes, clean shaven. I repeated my question again..."who are you?" "Excuse my manners, my name is Coal," he brought his hand towards me for a hand shake, Coal? I go through my brain to think of anywhere I've heard that name before, he still had his hand stretch before me, I come out of my thought taking his hand as I introduced myself..."Odessa," I said as I gave him a smile that didn't quite reach my eyes, he was a stranger standing in front of my door, or rather someone standing in front of my door who I didn't want to accept I was seeing. Am sure he knew I already figured out who he was, because the look in his eyes was proof enough. "We need to talk Odessa," he said indicating that I let him in because I still left him standing outside, I already knew what my answer would be to whatever he says, I won't marry him and that was final, I opened
We arrived in Paris and got settled in. The hotel we chose was close to the beach because I had plans of making the most of the days I had before the event started in full. I told my assistant to take care of the necessary things so she could do whatever she wanted to do in Paris.The sound of waves from the beach was relaxing enough to calm me down, deciding to take a nap, I jumped on my bed in satisfaction, this was more like it, no lioness mother or cockroach annoying supposed fiance, just me, in the peace of my room, though I know I can't escape them for ever, I'll enjoy myself for the short time I have.When I woke up, it was already dark, like seriously, how long did I sleep exactly?! I picked up my phone to check the time and it was already 9:11pm, and I wanted to go to the beach. I saw about one hundred plus messages, what do they want from me?!I opened the messages as I relaxed back on my bed. The first message I saw was from one of my clients who wanted to change the dress
Standing in front of me behind the screen was Jason in nothing but a towel and men did he look delicious, his abs were defined. Was he just trying to show off his body? I rolled my eyes internally at that. I watched as he kept the phone on something so I could get a better view of him, not like I was complaining, he touched the towel he had around the waste as if wanting to remove it, and because I was enjoying the view to much, I didn't remove my eyes, I don't know if I was disappointed or not but when the towel fell of his waist, he already had his boxers on.He had this teasing look in his eyes, as if he could tell I was disappointed, seriously when did I become like this, wanting to see what a man hides behind his towel."What was your dirty mind expecting to see? naughty girl." he gave a wink while I silently watched him dress up. I had no doubt I had drools coming out of my mouth but I was too focused on something or rather someone else to care.I was distracted by a knock on my