RUBY'S POV:
TUESDAY
I laid down staring at the ceiling in Richy's room as we talked about this whole situation with The Lock. Somehow we both knew we'd have to part soon and the whole room was heavy with sadness as we reminisced on the past times.
He kept reminding me of the first time we tried the monkey bars, how he'd always been the one to push me while I used the swings in the playground at home. He reminded me of how we used to sneak out of the house to make mud pies. How our first taste of alcohol from the local bar made us almost swear off drinking. All those memories that I would have to hold when I move.
I feel it in my bones that I'd soon have to leave. I haven't had time to create memories with James but by God he had etched his name on my heart, mind and brain. For once my whole being was in an agreement on the fact that it really doesn't take months f
Dedicated to anwulibae123 for being the most supportive friend.RUBY'S POV:WEDNESDAYI'm almost done packing my things because I feel its inevitable, the move at least. Richy has been glued to my hips knowing that he can't come with right now. We both have to be strong. "Richy", I said drawing his attention away from our favorite show, 'How I met your mother'." Yeah""You have to go back home, you know that right?""Why""I can't believe you asked me that. You left everything to stay with me and I love you for that but I don't want you to face all the new faces and new friends all alone""Have you seen this face? If anything they should be overjoyed to have me in their college"
RUBY'S POV:THURSDAYI'm leaving Nigeria in the next 16 hours. Only God knows how long I'll be there but God and man, I'm going to try to enjoy it.I'm a teenager after all. I'm not meant to think too much into the part of my future that entails marriage. I'm just human though so I frequently find myself thinking of how my wedding procession will be? Who will be that special man in a white suit?All these thoughts are recurrent in my mind and no matter how hard I try to deny it, I only see James fitting in the specifications I feel I need for a man in a white suit that day.As a teenager, you're meant to be lost in the world and trying to find yourself but of course, the need to feel loved and accepted really blurs our vision most time and we find ourselves being blown away by what we call a special need, a higher priority.Right now, I need that sp
RUBY'S POV:FRIDAYI hit my hand behind me when I didn't see James' hand around my waist. The spot he had laid on was cold. That's when I stood up and really checked if he'd rolled off the bed or something. My bed is big enough for four people so it wouldn't surprise me if he'd mistakenly rolled. Seeing that he actually wasn't there, I finally stood up and checked the time hoping I could sleep for 5 more hours so I'd purposely say I missed the flight. Sadly, my prayer was ignored and the clock read six am. Whether I liked it or not, I had to start preparing for my flight. I took my bath slowly, wasting at least 10 minutes brushing my teeth. I stepped out of the bathroom and checked the time to see that I'd used up 45 minutes in the bathroom. Part of the reason was I kept playing songs sang by the likes of Johnny Drille, Ed Sheeran, Mabel and Fireboy DML. They weren't necessarily heartbreak songs bu
TEN YEARS LATERRUBY'S POV:"Dear Lord, it's another mission. I've gone undercover more times than I've gone on dates and you've been with me through it all. Rapists, drug dealers, mafias and the likes but this is bigger than big. James is involved, Lord. I don't want to be caught and risk more than just my life. All I ask for right now is success and by success, I don't want my cover to be blown. I've never been in on a case as important as this but Lord take over", I said as I adjusted the head tie I had used as a veil over my now shoulder length dark hair.Standing up, I used my hands to smoothen off the creases on my dress and what little dust the material had absorbed from the altar in the chapel. It had become my thing over the years.Before any thing, big or small, any event at all that I was about perform, I'd take out time to com
JAMES' POV:They always say actions speak louder than words and that had become very evident in the life I have become accustomed to over the years. Those words left my mouth more times than I could count. I've gotten used to my life becoming a form of entertainment to the people that knew me, both directly and indirectly. What more would you expect from a star, verified on social medias and considered an influential person in the society. The things I'd rather do gave way to publicity stunts, all I did was planned by my manager, to keep me relevant, to keep the audience wanting more but not knowing enough to destroy the confidentiality of my life.I was a puppet in my father's hand. Everything I did was planned years before I did it. I'd rather have studied aeronautical engineering but here I am with a degree in theatre arts and my face on the front line of entertainment news for my appearances at different cer
RUBY'S POV:The meal for the night was a simple rice and beef stew for the crew. I'd heard around that James was on board but I hardly believe it. I was on my way to the kitchen which adjoined to the dining room. Just then, I heard Kevin call my name and I looked over the balcony but my eye instead caught a different thing. A certain guy that stood out in his all black suit and a nice patterned shirt. Almost every guy that came on board were on suits and all looking businesslike but what more would you expect from the best gang in Nigeria.Don't get my wrong I despise all the types, be it gangs, cults or whatever they choose to go by but I especially hate the cults. Like if I wanted to be in a brotherhood or sisterhood, I'd pull up at a friends house or have a get together and just lay it out flat and then we'd have crazy handshakes and swear to be by each others side, why in earth would I need to pass an initiation.
RUBY'S POV:What the....?", the voice I knew too well said, holding back a curse.Oh, no, no, no. This can't be happening. Part of me knew I needed closure from the spectacular relationship I'd had with the one and only James Llock, who was this irritated at being ran into."I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking. I dunno something had flown into my eye and I needed to get water or something. I hope I didn't stain your shirt. Oh my God, you're not going to throw me off the ship right. I can't lose my job on the ship...", I rambled off.I'd already began questioning myself. Why would I rant out like I was the real Jade Freeman? To me, it goes a bit farther than not wanting my head served for a late night snack. I don't know why I felt the need for this gorgeous specimen who I'm trying to bring to book, to accept me?He wasn't meant to be on board but I had my suspicions about meeti
RUBY'S POV:"Babe, you've been asleep for way too long. What are you dreaming of", a sweet voice that always rang in my subconscious called out from what seemed like the other room." Anything to get away from Charles. Its your turn to change him anyway", I said to myself, fearing that if I opened my eyes, I'd have to do it.The fact that I'm mentioning a Charles made me open my eyes wide, everywhere looked so familiar. It couldn't be my one bedroom apartment. As much as I'd spent money setting it up to keep my heavy heart at bay, this was way too big. Every detail was so much more emphasized in this king sized room. From the red flowery patterned curtains that flowed down from the roof to the floor to the ash beddings and the duvet made to look like a large dollar bill, it all seemed too familiar to me. It felt so homey. The door decorated to the t