I stood still for a moment, not knowing if to run away or date them both. That's insane, I said to myself. The molecules in my brain react in collision as I contemplate on what to do. I can't choose between them. Simultaneously, I don't wanna loose either of them.
I really love Nathan but I can't trust him. He is really cute and I feel so insecure about it. I cherish every moment we've spent together, his love, care, affection, I'd always adore.
On the other hand, Nicholas have been here for me, in my loneliness and bad times, he has kept me going. I love the attention he shows me and how he protects me like I'm his all. He is likewise charming yet I feel secure with him. I spent just a little time with Nathan before he left. What if he changes after he gets to know me better. Pff! A scorpio? Pretentious, manipulative, cunny, ruthless, not to be trusted.
"Nic
Days passed into weeks, weeks into month, not a word from Nathan. Sandra despised my presence in class as I pray for Lesson to round up already.I made my relationship with Nicholas official and I lost many friends. Nicholas had warned the guys in class not to approach me apart from 'mucus boy'. Turns out his name is Marcus after all.I bonded closely with Precious although she bores me most times, I had to endure as none of the girls was talking to me because I'm dating their dream guy. Sandra turned the girls that wasn't interested in Nicholas against me. It was just Precious, Luke and Nicholas in my world now. What a boring circle.I persuaded Luke to date Precious. I mean he tried to, but he wasn't just into her. She'd come to me heartbroken and complain he doesn't give her attention. It was bothersome being a care taker of one's relationship. Sandra has every reason to be mad at me. She was once a
Playlist for this chapter;-Ellie Goulding - here to us.I sat curled up in the closet, my knees tucked up into my chest and my arms wrapped tightly around them. The more pain I felt, the tighter I clutched my knees to my chest, my fingernails digging into my skin, breaking it, hoping, with my blood, to make the hole stop throbbing, stop hurting, if only for a few minutes, a few seconds.The throb subsided, dulled, but didn’t go away. Silent tears rolled down my cheeks as another aching sob built deep in my chest, threatening to explode any second. The pressure built, higher and higher in my throat, the pain pushing its way to the surface, looking for a way out. My stomach tightened and convulsed as the sob broke surface, screaming out of my chest like a freight train, allowing the whole world to be privy to my most private pain, privy to the anguish that comes from losing something so dear t
It came to the day when we were to register for our exam. Nicholas and I applied for same college. Precious could not afford to go to the same university with me so she filled something different in the registration form. I tried as much as possible to be focus the week before. I was busy with my studies, I didn't get to speak often with Nicholas but I was cool with it. It's a good thing I'm off the drama to help me concentrate.Finally we wrote our exams and I aced it. I was really excited, Dad must be proud of me, I thought. I called Jeremy on my way home to tell him I passed my exam. He was very pleased with me.Lastly, I reached home hoping to get a better treat like never before but it was disappointing my dad wasn't satisfied with my grade."You can do better than this" he said.Mom and Selena made my evening wonderful, preparing a fantabulous delicacy for me. LAyer on, I called Nicholas on the pho
I heard the beep of the heart rate monitor as I opened my eyes gradually. I sighted a lady in white standing close to me. I shortly became fully aware of myself. A name tag was pinned on her uniform 'Collins Abigail (PNO).'"She's awake" she told a consultant standing there.I glared at a ventilator in the room and there was a single bed in the intensive care unit which I was lying on, perhaps it was a private room with highly specialised devices. The few I could recognize was a blood pressure monitor, defibrillator, a dialysis machine and HRM.I looked around to see doctors on lab coat and stethoscope around their neck, surrounding my bed. Then I saw my mom at my bed side"Emily" she called softly looking worried and stressed, her facial expression shows she'd had a sleepless night.I wanted to lift my arm to reach her but I felt my thumb quite heavier than my othe
Playlist for this chapter;Ariana Grande - No tears left to cry.Here we are, college. A place far from home. They say education is the key, that is why I have made up my mind to be focus. No boys to distract me, not even negative friends.I stood at the entrance admiring the main campus gate boldly inscribed on it 'King's University'. I took a deep breath, diffusing the pleasant scent of the daisies around the school premises."Show me your ID" the security guard said.I brought it out of my bag and flashed it at his face. He seized it in my hand and looked vividly at it, adjusting his spectacle. "This doesn't resemble you" he said.I got really confused and requested to look at it also "Sir, please this is me" I said pointing at my passport.
I looked at Nicholas face as I introduced him to Alvin as my new boo. His eyes widened, then his eyebrows were lowered and pulled closer together, causing vertical wrinkles to appear between them. He narrowed his eyes at Alvin and tightened his lips. Alvin held out his hand, a defined wrinkle runs from the sides of his nose to the corner of his mouth. Nicholas reluctantly brought out his hand to meet with Alvin's. He clutched Alvin's palm in his hands and squeezed it tightly, faking a smile. Alvin reciprocated his action. The boys shook hands for longer time, showing each other's strength and stared awkwardly at each other."Babe, let's go" I said to Alvin.Alvin let go of Nicholas' hand in his grip and put his arm around my waist as we walked away, closely together."Babe?? What's going on?" Alvin whispered in my ears.
"No... I don't want another date" I cried out."come on babe, it was only one bad date, there's no guarantee it will happen again" Amie said.I scowled at her "Just one? Just one you say? This is the fifth one Amie. I'm done". I grunted."Well... You know what they say... Six is a lucky number" she made googly eyes at me."Oh please don't talk me into this. I said I'm done. Read my lips Amie D-o-n-e!" I frowned with my arms folded."What exactly did he do? I thought Mr perfect was a great match for you" Gina said."Well, you see... Mr perfect girlfriend showed up and embarrassed me. Can you imagine? After a romantic dinner with him, with candle lights and his charming eyes gazing upon my lips, I couldn't help with the sweet
I stood at the entrance of the bar trying to spot him. Oh goodness! Where could he be? I glimpsed at my phone for the millionth time zooming in his photo. Ah! I think he's running late. I should call him, I said thoughtfully. I scrolled through my contact to dial his number. I could hear a phone ringing in the bar. A short muscular guy with a squared shaped head and plumpy dark lips picked up the phone on the table and was moving towards my direction to answer it. Oh no no no.. This shouldn't be him. I closed my eyes tightly and zipped my lips, quivering when he walked passed me"Hello, yes. I'm right outside".Phew! What a relief. I sighed wiping sweat off my forehead as the guy I was calling did not answer the phone. Boy.. Am I so glad that wasn't him."Hey!!! Emily!!! Over here" A voice echoed loudly."Emily, Emily