I laid on my left, in the bed in my room, going through a heart -wrenching novel titled 'My scars'. Just then, I heard a sound.
"What, Monica!" I turned to the direction the voice came from. It was Amy, clad in a sexy short red gown. I looked at her curiously as she exclaimed expecting her to say something and she did.
"You haven't dressed up just yet? Don't you notice I'm all dressed up, but you are here reading some sort of novel." She pronounced 'novel' like something disgusting, and shook her fingers – sign of displeasure.
"Oh! my, gosh! I am really sorry. It slipped my mind, sorry boo, gonna do that now." I got up hurriedly from the bed, and placed the novel faced down on my bed. I moved closer to my closet in search of what to wear.
Amy cattily moved close to my bed . She settled on it, and crossed down her legs expecting me to bring out what to wear. I finally brought out a casual dress - trousers and black plain tees. I grinned and moved back to the bed, dropped the outfit on it to undress my house wear. To my wonder, Amy yelled out;
"What! When did you become this way? Why this dress? Yuck! What has come over you? With so many dresses in your closet, you brought out this? I am so disappointed, Monica." She swung the dress around the bed like it was dirt or something.
"Hey come on! I have never worn this dress. It is brand new and mind you, I'm only going with you girls, not on a date. Do I need to dress up formally." She kept quiet for a while so I just picked up my dress from the bed.
"As far as you are stepping out of this house Monica, you've got to dress well," she folded a hand on her arm, and wagged her finger on her head. "And, what if it is a date?" She checked for my reaction before adding, "I mean, what if you met a guy –"
"If this is your plan, then I would advise you just stop this rubbish you are trying to do," I dropped the clothes in anger. "What are you saying? I don't need you to look for a guy for me! Don't try hooking me up with someone, dammit! I am okay the way I am, what –"
She cut in, "that means you never get over Arnold. Huhn! Speak up!"
I stared at her in annoyance, and rummaged through my hair as I was near frustration. "Leave pls!"
"Don't try to run from the truth. You tried your best to get over him, but you couldn't," she threw her hands up and down. "What the hell is wrong with you Monica? All because of him, you left the state, but all was to no avail. You are only hurting yourself, if you still love him which I am sure you do, then you guys should work things out." She blurted out.
"While I'm still calm, could you please just do me the favour of leaving my room before I get angrier. Just leave Amy!" I screamed with tears resting on my eyelids.
The ladies stilettos thumped on the tiled floor as they made their way into my room.
"I was only being truthful to you as a friend." Amy ended the conversation emphatically and left.
I wiped my tears and sniffed in like nothing went wrong. I took back the dress to my closet, and walked back to meet the girls standing confused.
Olivia finally said, "What is wrong between you both? You are not dressed yet? and what was the argument all about?"she waved her fingers quizzically.
I folded up my arm onto my chest and heaved.
"Could you please tell us what the problem is? We are all good this whole morning and –this? What is going on?"
"I am okay and please, go out without me. I wanna get some rest." I lowered myself groggily on bed, and faced the other side to avoid eye contact with the confused faces before me. I covered myself with the duvet, and shut my eyes tight.
"Come on girls, let's give her some time." I heard Lilian murmured to them. The sound of their stilettos drowning in the distance, as they made their way out.
"What! Could you believe what she just said now?" Amy placed the pillow case on her leg, supporting it with her hand as she sat on the couch. Her wrist was dazzling with a diamond wrist watch.
"I was wondering too, how could you resist him of sex? He is your man girl, orrr-" Lilian stressed out. "You don't wanna taste that yet? You don't want the feeling of that thing getting in between your legs? Oh my- Are you still a virgin?" She peered into my face for an answer.
They never realized that it hurt me a lot and all I could just think to myself at that moment was never to lie or keep anything to Arnold.
"Hey babes! Let not make jest of this situation at hand, you don't really know what the matter is, and you had to force her to tell you guys what happened at his place. It's not done that way. Don't intrude in their matter as long as Arnold is okay with it." Olivia protested as usual.
"Here she comes, if we don't intrude then who will?" Amy scowled.
She always does this, all she cared about was to keep intruding in my matter. How on earth will I just stay peacefully doing things my way without her. I jerked out of my bed, groaned as the memory rushed in and was pissed up by everything.
"She is just being stubborn. She should let go of these pains and try working things out, all I am doing is to help." I said to the ladies as I sat on the bed with my legs crossed and my elbow plunging deep into the well cushioned pillow on my legs.
"Why the hell must you mention Arnold to her? you know how vexatious she is going to be. You know how much she despised hearing his name, above all, how hurt she will be." Lilian sat next to me on the couch, placed in my room.
"How long are we going to do this for? How long are we going to keep the truth, the fact that she will only be happy with Arnold. Do you think she is happy while we are here? And until when is she going to keep hiding the truth, her love life, her past, everything at all, until when is she going to pretend everything is damn okay with her. You ladies should reason this. Why on earth is she always angry when Arnold's name is mentioned, is this not enough evidence for us to see she needs him in her life and all she had towards him was just mere anger, anger!" I yelled in frustration and flung the pillow on the bed, while I stood up pacing around anxiously.
"Amy is absolutely right! Let's look at this –she doesn't want to end up with someone else, whereas she hasn't sent the divorce papers to him. Don't you think she is expecting him to come plead with her. Let's try and help those guys back together." Olivia said thoughtfully.
"I will suggest we stop thinking much about this issue, and Amy you just have to calm down, should we try bringing them close or we should try as much as possible to drift them apart. Arnold's presence is hurting her, don't you get? She is still hurt because you girls will never stop mentioning his name, look at how happy she was this morning, she is happy she is going out with us at least, but you went on talking to her about Arnold, what the heck is wrong with you? Olivia, you will never change, your opinions are always off the way, I'm just so disappointed in you today Amy, you ruined everything." Ciara walked out of the room.
"Think about what Ciara said and Olivia, if you don't want the happiness of a friend then stay away, or you just keep your suggestion to yourself." Lilian added and left also.
"Hmm!" Olivia moved closer to me, and held me on my shoulder. "Pls calm down and let's just do what they think is right."
"Are you giving up already on a friend? I know I have always misunderstood you Olivia, but I thought deeply about this today. This happiness of hers is just in a short while, even if we do everything in our power to make her happy, is just at that moment. She will most likely resume to her moody self when she is alone, come to think of this. I mean, they only think it is right whereas it is not."
"Then, let's try something. Let's just get something done."
(USA)I was together with Arnold in his room, on his bed one afternoon. I rested my arm on his shoulder, and held onto them for support, while he was busy chatting on his phone."Arnold?" I called out to him."Hmm!" He responded, but didn't turn to face me."I wanna speak to you, it is very important.""Okay, I'm all ears.""I said i
"Yes, and don't even give me that innocent look, because it's of no use anymore," Lilian moved closer to Olivia and uttered softly. "It is not your fault actually. I'm sure Olivia pushed you to do it," her voice came out loud again. "Why don't you wanna see a friend being happy Olivia? 'Cause I don't even understand you any longer.""What are you saying? Why on earth should we want her to remain this way. Can I even–" Olivia caught her breath, while Lilian wrapped her arms around her rib cage, then rolled her eyes at her."Are you trying to say–we made her like this? I called Arnold? While I don't even have his contact. By the way, why are you always blaming Olivia for everything, all she had wanted until today is her happiness, she only
I stopped walking and turned back my gaze. They stared at each other until Amy came to a conclusion to get the door opened. "Who is there?" She asked, holding the door handle."It is me." A familiar voice came through the door.That is mum.Amy opened up the door, and smiled widely at her. "Oh my! Welcome ma. Pls, come in.""How are you all doing? You all look so stunning." A dark-skin, average, slim woman walked into the house, putting on
Chapter twelve."Years ago while I was in year 3, I– I was forced to party out with my friends on my birthday. Yes, I was happy, I couldn't resist because it was my birthday, and I want the people around me to be happy because of me. This is where this got me, I care about people's happiness without thinking about what I really want. I never like the decision of going clubbing, but I go anyway," I lowered on the ground, and tugged my hair as tears kept flowing down. "I resisted at first, but I was confused by them. My desire was to make them happy, right. They were, I fulfilled their dreams. Their mood lightened up that night. Just this night then never will I go again, I told them that, then they agreed immediately. Of course, that was my first and last night I went clubbing. Neither will I be forced to drink, Nor will I be forced to dance. They had no problem with all my conditions, all they cared about was for me to go with them," I smiled to myself and gasped out. "
Chapter thirteen.~~"How can you be this heartless Loveth!" Ciara said in tears.I smiled and cut in whatever Arnold was about to say, then I sat closed to my mother on the cold tiled floor. I raised up a leg to reach my elbow. "A year later. Even after the whole support mum gave me, I still couldn't help it, but to feel depressed. I can't do without having a nightmare every night. I kept missing my parents' every day. I couldn't help the loneliness, so I called mum and told her I have decided to travel out of the country, to make myself happy, to get my mind straight. I just wanna be happy. I don't wanna give up on life anymore, dad must be proud of his daughter wherever he is. I wanna be the strong girl dad always wanted me to be. She agreed with my decision and supported me with it. I got to the states, I thought of everything possible to be happy. So I decided to keep going out to catch fun. Then I met this beautiful angels," I stretched my ha
Chapter fourteen.***ARNOLD's.I got home, in a dark room, looking paled that night. Loveth ran to me when she saw me in that state."Hey bro! What is wrong? Look at your hands, you are injured. Why do you have blood stains on your shirts?" Loveth asked curiously."We are leaving for USA tomorrow. I will book the ticket early morning tomorrow, so pack your bags." I ignored her questions and walked away from her."What! USA... Ticket.. Money.. Where... I don't understand anything bro. Where did you get the money from?" She came after me."You don't need to understand anything. Where I got the money from is non of your concern. All I know is that – I didn't steal the money. Just pack our bags, I will leave early tomorrow to take care of other things .""This is just too sudden, you didn't even tell me anything about your plans,
Chapter fifteen.***It had been two weeks after Arnold visits to my home, but it felt like the incident had happened for two months now. The revealed secret had caused positive and sudden changes in my life. I had started working as one of the managing director in my dad's company. I have tried my very best to become a happy and interactive person, but it seem I still haven't gotten over Arnold yet. I might be angry at him, but I also felt so attached towards him, just like he never stop chasing me. It is in Arnold's blood to never stop stalking me. Ahh! I gasped out. My hearts want to forgive him, but my head keep telling me I would be making the biggest mistakes of my life. I don't know what do. If I don't want to have him anymore, why do I feel the need of making him jealous? Well, if he can play pranks to get my attention, just like he used to do. I wrapped my arms around my chest. Why can't I? I shrugged and returned the last batched o
Chapter sixteen.••• A cab causing a blaring noise drove across me, and whined down the glass at the passenger's window. A young dark guy in his thirties stretched his head out of the window and told me he was from Arnold. He opened the car's door, then I hopped into the car, resting my head on the car's head rest. We arrived at the restaurant I and the ladies planned to eat. I moved in through the sliding door, then walked pass a couple, which I guess they were, giggling and leering at each other romantically. I sighted the girls at the arranged table, at the centre of the restaurant. To my wonder, I saw victor sat with them, looking around the restaurant, as if searching for someone."Hey! Welcome love." Ciara hollered at me with a large smile on her face."How come you are here victor?" I adjusted the empty sit beside Amy to seat down.