Kamila is a young college student. She had relocated to Atlanta from her home country to study law at Georgia State University.As a freshman, the activities of the school weighed down on her so much that she had to visit the hospital for a quick check-up since she wasn't feeling very well. She was dressed in a black mini gown and black high-heeled pumps. Around her throat there was a leopard-patterned scarf, and her hand was full of bracelets, seemed like an extravagant adult teen. Her skin was very pale, and she was wearing dark glasses. She was the type of person that would sell their souls to avoid the hospital, but for the sake of her roommates who, feared she may have caught a virus. Fortunately, she only had malaria. She got her drugs and headed towards the door, though she met an obstruction on the way. A woman she immediately recognized, though not dressed well but in hospital pajamas. She had a big dirty teddy bear in her hands. Kamila couldn't believe her eyes, this was he
My first year in college didn't start on quite an interesting note. First, Jude Kam had forced me to study a course I had no interest in; Business Administration, for the sake of the future of his company. I didn't have any choice. I stayed one full year with him locked in a castle, in a new country. And at college, it was pretty hard for me to associate with people. Actually, I was scared of associations. My roommates were just too disgusting to me, or maybe I was to them. They were the partying type, always out at night. Sometimes I doubted if they were really in the school to study. Lisa and Sandra, two cheeky best friends. Lisa was the only one who acknowledged that I was an introvert and how much I cherished my time alone. But she still disgusts me sometimes. Sandra basically picks on every single move I make in that room and I concluded she hated me.Most times, I wished I had never survived the surgery, or my own suicide attempt. I still have a scar on my right wrist and it rem
" Where you going? Don't you have a lecture at this time?"Lisa questioned me that morning. I had booked my ticket the night before and I was leaving that morning."I'm going out, Lisa. I'll be back in one or two days. Can you help me with the attendance please?"She arched her brows. I didn't want to be absent, yet I'm going to be absent. I only needed her to help fill my name on the attendance register while I was gone, so Jude wouldn't know I had left the school. He's always watching."Where are you heading to this early?""I have something important to deal with at home. Will you help? Please?"She thought for a while. "Since this is your first time asking for this kind of help. I'll do it. Two days max, alright?""Yeah sure, thanks." I hugged her and stormed out. I didn't use my car, scared of being monitored. I was dressed in a black hoodie, black jeans and a slip on... not my usual style. As soon as I got on the plane, I knew how fulfilled I would be, getting hold of that guitar
"Master Kam, there was a report made by a customer about the new neuro- tech project. The company has been sued."Jude was infuriated, he had worked hard enough and protected the company against any law suit. Why now?"Take care of the punk! Must I give instructions before you know what to do?!""I apologize, Mister Kam. He has influence. He's bent on dragging the company's name in the mud.""Then get rid of him!"He shrieked. "You know what? I'm coming over. I'll be there tomorrow. Keep an eye on him.""Okay sir!"He hung up.*I became better, courtesy of Damien's letter. I was ready to live again. I attended all the lectures that day. Although bored and stressed, I wrote some lines of songs for him. Then my phone beeped. Jude Kam was on the line."Hey Paige""Hey""Can you come over to the house? I need to see you."What again?!Whenever he asked me to come over, I knew what he wanted, s*x. I agreed to study business administration instead of my proposed Journalism because he threate
"Hi."I'd stared too much. He had to repeat himself."Hi"I replied coldly."I'm Henry." He said. "I love your song.""Thanks."I forced a smile. He smiled back and I finally made a decision to keep my sanity. I looked the other way."Do you sing in a band?""No.""Ehm."His eyes darted around for a while. "The concert at Queen Mary's tonight, will you be there?""No."He gave me that "what the hell is she staring at?" kind of look.Unfortunately, bro, I stare at nothing but nothing."What if I invite you?"He said. "Please be there."I had to face him again. "Are you asking me to go with you? Or what?"I felt like I'd said too much. But why am I seeing Damien, not Henry?"Kind of. I'd like you to play for us. Sorry, I didn't mention I'm a member of the school's band."Big turn off. I really do not want to be involved in anything in that school."I'm sorry, but I can't.""Okay. What about you just come and watch the band? Chill off and have fun?"He pastered."You really want me to be there
"What the hell were you thinking Paige?!"Sandra yelled at me the next morning. "Taking my boyfriend behind my back. Do you really think you can get through with that?!"Did she just say "boyfriend"? They must have seen us together after the concert. How on earth do I explain to her?! I've had a long night already. I was taunted with dreams and then this? "Who are you talking about?"I asked, as if lost. I should be lost. The guy in question is not her "boyfriend". What's up with girls nowadays? Wasn't it just a crush? Did he ever notice her? I'm sure he hasn't because if he had, she'd be calling him "husband" by now.Sandra clenched her fists. Lisa helped her speak."You didn't tell us that he asked you out, did you? I mean Henry."I sighed. Where is this coming from, oh Good Lord?"Well, he didn't. And where did you get your information from?""You were at the concert to see him, weren't you?""I'm not Sandra.""Then why did you attend?""Why did you attend?"I said, non-chalantly. T
There was no breathing space for me in my room. My roommates, well, they don't believe me. And I do not care. I found a coffee shop nearby to stay in and probably practice. Since the school field and my room were a no go. It was my first time at the coffee shop that early and it was quite empty. I braced myself and walked in. "Hi pretty. Morning."The young lady at the counter said to me, eyeing my guitar bag. Her brown hair was packed in a dough and she was quite pale. She had an apron on and a strange tag on, with the inscription "I love you, I mean you." Why has she put that on her dress?!"Hi. Black coffee please." I said."Wow."She smiled, picked up a cup and got the coffee. "Still at college?""Yeah.""You play..."She dropped the cup of coffee on the counter. "Let me guess. It looks like a viola or a guitar. Yes, guitar, right?"She has this infectious smile, I had to smile."Yes. Thanks.""Oh wait."She stopped me. "Can you play?""Sure. Will I be allowed to practice here?""Sure
"I'm glad you made it here Paige."Kim embraced me as I walked into the church that evening. It was quite empty except for the instrumentalist who stood by the side of the altar. I loved the church already."Hey guys!"Kim screamed, leading me to the altar. "I have good news. God has answered our prayers! We have a new guitarist. She's going to join us, woo-hoo!"They cheered. Each came around me, ladies hugged, guys shook hands and stared. I shouldn't have said that like that but that's just the way it happened. I was happy to be among them. They were cheerful enough. I noticed there were only three of us that were ladies. I should have said "a lady" then. That lady, she seemed more clingy than Kim, both of them didn't leave my side one minute."You're welcome Paige", she said. I could tell immediately she was a high pitched suprano singer. "Here, the ladies lead the guys, so you're one of the leaders now. They obey us."They cheered."They have no choice!"Kim exclaimed."Okay, let's g