DANIEL
Daniel strolled to the full length mirror fixated to the wall of his room right next to the door. He studied his outfit properly,opting to address a black cap or a white cap on his long sleeved white shirt dazzling the sky blue color of his jeans with his spotless pair of white converse.
He sighed opting to wear none. He turned sharply to his desk rooted to the end of the room below his window that shone brighter than usual and walked in haste towards the old wooden desk with a tint smile until his eyes found the polished black camera that stood out amidst others. A camera Zoey had gifted him. His bright countenance suddenly drowned in an ocean of regret as memories of the past flooded his head.########
"Daniel!" His eyes opened instantly on impulse,he looked to the woman he presumably tagged Zoey but shocked to see another woman. Isabella!,who was equall
DANIELOnce he stepped outside the building, he breathed a sigh. Looking back and forth thinking about the tensed moment that brewed between he and Zoey. He loathed himself for spitting those harsh words to her. He knew it wasn't her fault yet he let anger and pain take control. As he brushed off imaginary dust on his shirt,he couldn't deny how beautiful and graceful she still was. A lot had changed within a space of five months but not her ever charming beauty. He was supposed to be settling their misunderstanding,to tell her how much he missed her,how much he hoped for a reunion but instead,everything had gone down south. He heaved another heavy sigh before resuming his work."Daniel!" Zoey called behind him causing him to jerk from his thoughts,stop abruptly and stare at her face which held an expression he couldn't quite read. A smile almost broke on his face but his sadness and resentments overshadowed his joy. He was
DANIEL Daniel dropped wearily to his blue couch once he arrived his home breathing in absolute silence. His eyes sealed shut,thankful Idris and Kayode weren't around to watch him break down from emotional troubles. His hands curled into a fist as memories of his heated conversation with Zoey flashed brightly in his head. He was struck between the lines of anger,pain,regret and betrayal. Lost between tears and bottled feelings. His body seemed to produce lots of strange impulses neither could he stop the flow of ugly feelings that came trotting at him. His head started to rage with a migraine which inadvertently caused him to hop from his couch and up to his kitchen for some water. Yet again,another option dawned on him. He considered touring to the bathroom for a cold shower to burn this disease down. He wriggled his head in disagreement to the latter but then came a gentle knock on his door. His eyes fixated to the brown mahogany
GRAYLizzy's house was overly small for Gray to conveniently breath in. Although it was a moderate size building with an interior decorator that defined elegance and simplicity. The house was donned in spotless white and in the parlour contained a long Grey sofa beautified with colorful pillows resting against it. Above the sofa was a large portrait hung on the wall;a beautiful mixture of blue and white painting he couldn't quite depict. There were two Grey arm chairs rooted opposite the sofa and a black glass centre table which carried a Grey coloured sculpture defined like a vase and a plate of sliced Pineapples Lizzy had earlier dropped before storming to the kitchen.He still found it hard to comprehend. Perhaps due to his accustomed style of living in large mansion like houses made his taste waver for this fine building. While he rested on her comfy Grey coloured sofa with his eyes gradually sealing shut,thought
ZOEYOne could start with the silence,the tension slowly building in the filtered air,the maid rooted on a corner about the sofas, or the Manager seated,perhaps the Personal Assistant,or the pink sweatshirt with a hoodie Zoey wore on her black joggers which stood amidst the blackness and other secondary colours in the parlour. One could even start with the anxiety blooming in Zoey's eyes,the disappointment written all over Antonio's face,the look uncertainties plastered on Trisha's,the stern face of the maid. One could yet again start with the bombshell."I'll be blunt about this,Zoey..." Said Antonio in a hoarse voice."Your movie was a flop." Zoey's hands clutched to her sweatshirt. She tried to bottle the disappointment,the pain,frustration and sadness that ruled within her. She tried to feign ignorance,to adorn her face with a proud look. A face full of optimi
DANIELNIGERIA His bright brown eyes opened to the outside view through the Uber he was currently boarding to his home. Ikotun,Lagos State where his family were currently based in. He reminisced about when he first arrived at the airport in the morning. He was greeted by the soothingly warm air,the sun that shone brightly as if the celestial body were celebrating his return to his homeland. He could have been happy but the thoughts of his mother ailment bothered him to the core. He loved her more than he loved himself or even anyone else whilst there was still another emptiness deep within him. Zoey. He didn't understand the auspiciousness looming around him but he felt like he should have spoken to her before he left New York. His mind travelled once again to the hustle and bustle of people across the streets,as the car drove him past Oshodi market,he was mostly amused at the vibrance,the opt
ZOEY Tears. Tears can be of different meanings,it could signify joy,love,hope,but the dreadful one nobody wished to experience is Sorrows and Pain. Unfortunately that was what life mostly bestowed in recent times,only few were lucky to have the good part. Same Fate could be said for Zoey. Hot tears of sorrows streaming down her eyes ceaselessly as she stood by her parents grave in one of New York's expensive cemetery. Well wishers and sympathizers had already dispersed after the burial but she chose to remain there. Alone,drenched under the heavy rain that poured over her umbrella that soon flew away from the raging wind. She didn't bother about the cold that stormed against her body or the wetness her black attire leaned against her skin. All that occurred to her were memories of her parents playing over and over in her head. Her hands clenched into a fist remembering how they died. A miserable death that nobody deserves. They died
DANIEL"Funky baby!..." Uncle B yelled in a voice of appraisal while His Mother's smile deepened. Daniel swallowed his saliva retaining on his tongue down his throat as he reviewed the lady properly. Funke at the gate in her ever charming beauty,more intriguing than he remembered. Their eyes met and she was equally as shocked like he was."Daniel!!" She yelled from evident excitement coursing through her body."Funke?!" He cocked an eyebrow as they both paced to each other. Giving themselves a tight hug. He was immediately embraced with an apple flavored scent and she was equally welcomed with his cologne that basked over their embrace."My Goodness!,when did you arrive?" She squeaked whilst jumping excitedly."Some minutes ago..." He laughed. "And you,what are you doing here?." He asked while his eyes reviewed marvelously at her. She was wearing a wine coloured off should
ZOEYTies could be seen swinging in the air as various board of directors scurried along various floors leading to the highest level in the Johansson's company skyscraper. Anxiety could be perceived and a a certain amount of restlessness reeked off them. Regardless,Zoey was oblivious to these things. She was right seated at the end of the long dressed in a black formal suit with a white inner shirt and her now straightened hair packed in a ponytail. Behind her was a large thick glass window that illuminated the narrow but long room. It gave her the proper glance of her Parents board of directors who all scurried into the room with a nervous expression plastered on their faces. Each of them taking comfort with the black swivels hugging beneath the white desk. They paid their greetings but she bought none of them. She wasn't here for the directors nor business. There was only one thing,Revenge. Her tiny smile vanished into