Jenny's point of view...Day 1
I sat in the big living room with mom helping her with her toes while we watch TV. We just had our lunch not long ago. The time could not be past 2. I know right, we eat lunch early. It's been like that since I was a kid and I kind of like it so much. I can't possibly eat lunch later than 2 pm
After lunch every afternoon, we sit together and relax. We could watch TV or talk about random things, that's if we are all home. It used to be way funnier when my sis was here with us. She has been married for two years and is heavy too, I mean she is pregnant.
Mom adjusted her lenses and wiggled her leg.
Jenny that's enough, if you don't mind darling, get me a glass of water, I am suddenly thirsty.
"Alright momma, be right back."
I stood up and left to get her water. I got to our big kitchen, yeah. We are not so rich and we are not poor either. My dad before he passed out was a military man who served his country to his death and after he died serving his country, the government did compensate us enough by building a nice middle bungalow for us and furnishing it with the best interior and exterior designs. Though it could not bring back the dead, it helped us to forget about the pain of losing a loved one. He died when I was twelve and now I am 19, 5 years.
Dad had a big heart and I am very proud of him. His loving heart was the reason he joined the military even when his family was against it.
Dad might have chosen a path that sent him to death early but I admired his courage. Despite that no one supported him he still went ahead and that's the kind of person I am training myself to be. To be able to do things that make me happy even though it has consequences. Happiness matters much in our life and dad had taught me that.
It's not how long we lived but how well we lived that matters.
I smiled at the big framed picture of him hanging on the wall. He was in his military uniform and smiling like he could conquer the world.
"Dad, I miss you so much. I know how fun it used to be when you were here with us. It's fine that you are gone, it's for the best I know but don't forget that we miss you so much. Stay safe wherever you are right now, mom, sis and I love you so much"
I turned and went to the medium fridge by the left side of the kitchen. It faces the entrance in a way that it will be the first thing you see when you enter the kitchen. I opened it and brought out canned water, opened the cap and emptied it inside a glass cup after I had rinsed the cup, put the canned water back inside the fridge and left the kitchen.
I got to the living room and mom was on call.
"Yeah I know right, I have been through it twice."
She said and adjusted her lenses again, it was a sign of seriousness on her part. When she does that, just know that whatever she is doing or saying is serious and you will not dare argue with her.
She looked at me and smiled then returned her attention to the phone call.
"I know Susan, I will talk to her. You know how your sister is but she will understand"
They were talking about me and I am curious to know what it was all about.
"Alright dear, I will get back to you. Take care of the baby"
Mom said and hung up.
"Mom here!"
I said handing over the glass of water to her. All the while she was on call, I was standing.
"Thanks, dear, I am sorry I kept you hanging. You know your sis how she is when she calls me especially since she got pregnant, she would like to complain the world to me"
She said and took a sip then drank the whole content and set the glass on the side stool. I said nothing, only smiled at her.
"You see, your sis wants you to move in with her especially now that she is due for delivery"
Mom suddenly said and I stared at her dumbfounded. Did I hear her right?
"Don't look at me like that Jennifer. It's not like you are going to stay with her forever. Just for short while"
"Mom, I don't like this. You know that I can't possibly live with Sis. If she wants help, let her hire one, mom. I am not going to be anybody's nanny"
"Jenny, don't be like this. The world is not safe now and you know it. Your sister trusts you, that's why she wants you around for now. You have to go and that's final"
Mom said, adjusted her lenses again and left the living room. I watched her back until I could see her no more.
Mom has this rigid personality that when she says something, it's final. If you are a stranger and you speak to her on the phone for the first time, you will think it's all this boss lady who is up to fifty years but the truth is, mom is just 38.
Yeah, she is 19 years older than I am. She got married to dad when she was 17, had Susan at 18 then I came 3 years later. People mistake us as sisters because I look so much like her, it's hard to believe us when we tell them that we are mother and daughter so we stopped trying to convince people.
I sighed and sank deeper into the couch.
I can't possibly go and live with my sis, it will be the end of me. I know you might see it as nothing is wrong with helping one's sis but I tell you what, in my case, everything is wrong with it.
Trying to convince mom will be a lot of hard work but I had to at least try, to make her understand the reasons why it was not okay for me to go.
I stood and left for her room. When I got to her door, I had to knock and within a second she invited me in. "If you are here to talk me out about you going to live with your sister then you better turn back and leave my room, Jen" "Mummy but you know that I can't possibly go to my sister's place. I am an adult for crying out loud, how will you expect me to go and live with her as big as I am? It seems you have forgotten that I am your last daughter who needs to be pampered. You know that if I go to my sister's place, she won't pamper me like I am supposed to be pampered"I whined, nearly dropping a tear. Mum shook her head and look at me"Jenny stops whining and go and pack your bags, you leave tomorrow morning. I was thinking of giving you until the end of the week but by the way, you are going, you are leaving tomorrow morning because if you stay another day, you might convince me for you to stay back."She paused and stared at me hard in the face. "Look at it this wa
"Hey pretty, can I have a word with you?""Sure"My fourteen-year-old self replied. I was fifteen when I met Zain. I had gone out with Tasha for sightseeing. Like we always do every Saturday. I was in second to my final year in high school and I would be graduating the next year. My mom mentioned several times to me, no boys until you are done with high school. I had no problem with that because I was not attracted to any boy and I did not think I would until I am done with high school. But meeting that handsome hot dude, asking for directions that hot afternoon changed my plans of no boys till I am done with high school. He was too hot to be ignored. If Tasha was with me, she would not have allowed me to talk to Zain. She has gone to get ice cream for both of us. I was standing by the roadside dressed in one of my baggy tops and a pair of black rugged jeans and white sneakers. I was quite looking boyish in those attires but I did not fucking care because I had never dress
Moris chuckled and circled me in his arms, "You don't want to admit that you want the same thing I want. You always play hard to get" HE said and bit my earlobe. I cringed inside, I was irritated by the act. I would not say I love Moris but I enjoy having sex with him. He knows how to fvck you until you become numb and that has been the only thing keeping me attracted to him. Apart from sex, he has nothing else to offer. You would be surprised that I am this girl who loves sex to the extent that it has to be the reason I have to keep a man. I tell you, that's what Zain turned me into. I would say he showed me a world of sex and after we broke up, I continued sleeping with men thinking that I would get over him but the more I had sex the more miserable I became and when I wanted to stop, Moris came into the picture and took me on another rollercoaster of sex, a whole new level and I almost forgot about Zain. There is no style of sex position I have not tried with Moris. I am
I looked around her small sitting room and chuckled at how she arranged everything in order. She is a very neat woman and little things matter to her. She is not that old, I think mom is three years older than her. She lives here alone with the twins, Mitchell and Michael while her two other kids, all grown, live outside the neighbourhood. She is a single mom. Nothing really changed, it's almost the same as it was the last time I came here. I heard noises and looked up to see the twins running towards me with excitement. "Auntie Jenny, you decided to come to visit us today. We have missed you"They both said and jumped right on me at once. I circled them in my arms and giggled. "I missed you both so much, how are my prince and princess doing?" "We are fine"They both replied and released me then each sat by my side. "We are starting our new school soon and we were hoping that you would go with us to see the school"Michelle said looking hopefully and my heart shatte
Her phone did not have to ring for long before she picked up the call. "Jen, you have not been answering your calls, why?" I stared at my pants. There is no atom of acknowledgement. All she cared about was why I did not pick up her calls."I went out for a while, sis. Is there a problem?"I asked her with my voice void of emotions."Yes, as a matter of fact, there is a problem but I would not say it's a problem. I believe by now mom had told you that you would be staying with me for a while. The thing is, Zain is in town and would be visiting Mom so that you both would leave by tomorrow, I was calling you to tell you to pick few of your things" I was speechless. "Why sis?""Why what Jen? I don't believe you would be asking me this question. It's not like you are staying here for your whole life, it's just for a few months" I blinked and let my tears flow. I see that mom and Susan are bent on making my life miserable. So going to stay with Susan is not enough torment for
Mummy stared at me indicating I should go check who is at the door. Who else? If not the unwanted visitor tonight. I stood up gingerly and walked towards the door with shaky legs. Have not seen him and I am behaving like this. What happens if I get to see him, the earth will swallow me then. While I was walking, I was counting numbers in my mind to calm my nervousness. I was damned nervous and I know it and obviously anyone who sees me at the moment will know that I am nervous. "Jenny, you are over him"I restored to saying and it worked like magic because my nervousness stopped. I got to the door and exhaled then inhaled and like the lady who had got her feelings under control, I opened the door to reveal Hot Zain at the door. No doubt the dude is cute, his handsomeness can't be measured. I stared at him with no expression on my face and when it was obvious he was not going to come in, I stepped aside and invited him in. "Come in please, brother-in-law"I said with a charm
Jenny's point of view…. Day 2…...Next morning I opened my eyes and closed them back. It was morning but I did not feel like waking up. I wanted to escape reality, there was no way I could do that, only if I were dead. I thought about it, will being dead be better than being under the same roof with Zain? The latter was the best so I opened my eyes again and stared at my suitcase I left at the feet of my closet. I did not get to pack my clothes yesterday, hopefully, I will do it now before we leave. I don't believe we will be leaving so soon. I yearned and let myself out of the bag."Morning Jenny, welcome to a brand new day, my love"I said to myself and chuckled. Someone seeing me will think I was talking to another person. It's my way, I have always talked to myself like a third person since I was a teenager. I walked to the closet and opened it wide and stared at the clothes in there. Most of them I bought myself, and at fifteen, mom stopped getting things for me. All s
Zain's point of view…. Outside her door, I strengthen myself up and put on a smile to mask the hurt in my eyes. Going into her room was just to say good morning. I can't tell if I was compelled inside her room but I just found myself in her room. Her attitude shows that she has been over me for a long time. She used to be this sweet lady, I was her king then. I guess time and circumstances change people. I would blame myself rather than blame her. I hope her stay in my house would make us be on good terms, we could be friends not entirely an enemy. I signed repeatedly and walked back into my room to get ready. We should leave early because I have got an appointment with my friend later in the day.Jenny's point of view….. I was done dressing. I had to dress like a good girl for Zain not think I am still the bad girl he made me and besides mom would not see me dressed anyhow, she would think I am going to seduce Zain. You know after high school, I could dress anyhow and she