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* Strive to be the best version of yourself. ---- Queenebunoluwa15. * 

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—-- Mira —--

The walk to his powerbike was short, yet it seemed like forever, as I was still having a hard time processing what had just happened. It felt like a movie and i still found it difficult to believe that, I'd almost lost my chastity to a total stranger minutes ago.

   “ What would have happened if Joseph hadn't been there at the very last minute? ” With this thought in mind, I stared up at Joseph who was staring straight ahead, his face wasn't smiling. I couldn't help but wonder what was going through his head.

I never would have expected him to come in to save me, as we aren't on good terms at present. We've been on, no contact for almost two weeks now, so? how had he known I was missing? Had he asked for me? Had he called me?

My headache from the various thoughts that were swirling around it.

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We arrived at the spot where his power bike was parked. Recalling the day Joseph and I got this bike filled me with nostalgia. I still remember the good old days. Though it's been only ten days since we've been apart, it feels like forever.

He placed me gently on my feet and mounted on the bike quietly.

I took the helmet he handed to me, wore it and climbed on behind him. No words were spoken between us and I felt my heart ache, recalling how talkative we both are.

I held unto him as if my life depended on it, as the vehicle was fired to life and sped out of the vicinity.

The journey lasted for about thirty minutes and all through, I romanticized how close we were at the moment. When was the last time I'd actually laid my eyes on him, not to talk of touching him or being this close to him.

Recalling how close we were a few weeks ago and how distant we are now made my heart ache.

“ How did we get here? ” I wondered as emotions clouded my vision. 

He was with me, but not emotionally present, I was greatly bothered by his silence. Though an introvert, Joseph was talkative whenever we were together, but now? He's suddenly gone dumb. If it were before, I would have said anything, anything to make him talk, but I can't. You know why? Because I somehow  fear he might dump me in the middle of nowhere if I said something wrong.  Our relationship had become so strained that I don't even know what to say anymore. In the end, I kept my mouth shut, throughout the journey.

   We arrived at his house which was a four bedroom duplex with a driveway and little garden. The house wasn't new to me as I'd spent most of my youth here.

I alighted carefully from the vehicle when it stopped.  “ Thank you ” I started to say when he completely ignored me, pulling off the key from the ignition, he mounted it and walked into the house.

   I followed right behind him in silence.

The house was empty, as expected.

Joseph lived with his Nanny who worked six days a week. Therefore, I wasn't surprised by her absence. Though I somehow feel downcast, as I at least wished I had someone to talk to about all I went through today. I'd gotten so used to telling my best friend, Joseph everything that now that I can't, I feel so lonely and alone.

I walked carefully towards the guest room, which I could as well call my room, due to how often I'd been there.  Opening the door, I wasn't surprised to find it neat and tidy, just as I'd left it the last time I was there.

    Grabbing pajamas from the closet, I went into the bathroom to freshen up before heading to the bed which still had my scent on it.

I grabbed a journal and a pen from the bedside locker and documented my entire experience today. Though that did more to help me relive those moments, yet I knew I had to do that, not only for myself but also for my readers. Did I mention to you guys that I'm a writer? Yeah, I am. Nice to meet you.

It took me forever to finally fall asleep as I kept thinking of my bestie and how strained our friendship had become. I found it funny how i’d always believed our friendship was unbreakable and unshakable, only for it to become hugely strained due to a simple misunderstanding.

  “ He should have trusted me more. ” I fought the tears that threatened to drop, as I thought of what happened.  It hurt me to know that my Bestie is currently in the same building as I, yet he feels miles away.

We were being blamed and punished for what we didn't do, but that's definitely not reason enough for him to actually distrust me. We are meant to be on the same team, right? Why then does it seem like we are on opposing teams?

I'd always heard that separation hurt, but never would I have thought it would apply to friendships too. I hadn't known it until now - The pain of having a friendship you've always treasured slipped slowly away from you. It hurt so much that I felt the palpitations of my heart.

It took me a while to actually fall asleep, as I kept tossing and turning.

But In the end, I fell asleep after saying a shotgun prayer. “ God help me. ”

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A/N : Our Female lead is a writer, yay!