BREAK UP TALKS

CHAPTER TWELVE: 

Break-up talks

Recap/ hi, I am boma hart, there are a few things you know or maybe just forgot, I went to a music festival with my ex, Scott, and out of the blue, he blabs out a shocking truth to me, either way, I don't even know what to say?".

( At the festival)

"What?" That's my words trying to call back his attention.

"Huh!! Did you not hear me?"

Scott in a confused tone tried to clarify his words but the music playing in my head was so much I got up from the bench and tossed his words away.

"Yes, I heard you, and it doesn't make any sense, why would you say such to me?". ( Frowns and swiftly made my feet away from him.

"What are you saying, Boma, why wouldn't I, and yes, I know whatever happened changed everything but, destiny brought us once again, so we could Clarify our mistake, do you understand?". 

Scott might have hoped that his words would make a difference to me, rather it only made everything worst, what can of a woman would I be if I get his wedding called off.

"No, I don't understand, and please don't you ever say such words to me, because your wedding to Yulan has been finalized and you're both getting married in three months!! Please excuse me.

( Unfrozen and left to the crowds back at the fair)

( Inaudible conversation)

(9:00pm)

It seems like my words rained cold water on him, Scott and I got to the bus and quietly drove home without altering a single word to each other.

"Goodnight" I finally broke the silence and smiled my way out of the bus and it drives away with Scott inside.

It was a few seconds home and I walked in to meet mom seated with a guest, "oh my gosh, Brandon, what are you doing here?" I said.

"Goodevening, Boma, mom invited me home for dinner". He fired out and got me dozing a frown directly at her.

"That's good". My words as we ambled over to the dining room table.

I took my seat opposite direction away from Brandon and mom happily served our dinner, weird because she doesn't do anything without a reason.

"Bon appetit". That's french for let's eat, ( mom said)

While eating, it felt like the aura was getting a lot hotter, minding the fact that, the air-conditioning was on, yet within I felt a burning heat, spiraling out of my body.

"What the hell?". I mouthed to myself and excused myself over to my room.

I shut the door closed and quickly removed my cloth, to not die of suffocation, that's when I felt a hand ran through my shoulders, my head shifted to meet scoot eyes locked to mine and inside my room.

"Scott, what are you doing here?". I moved a bit away from him.

"What do you mean? You called out to mean?". He says and slowly made his way to me.

The same burning heat kept spiraling out, and the room was getting closed up 

"Don't come any closer?". that's me warning Scott, yet he kept up the pace.

"Why shouldn't I? As I said, you called out to me, I wouldn't have come if you didn't, miss boma hart". ( Scott continued the same action)

I didn't know if it was a project of my imagination or not, I moved my feet backward and failed to go further when I ran out of space, Scott filled up the distance, the body's synced and I froze as he slowly tugged my hair behind my ears.