"Why the fuck didn't you tell me this? You fucking knew you were going to leave. And you kept it away from me!" This was Ronan, roaring in anger. Something which made O'Connell flinched. "How could you do this? How could you? Fucking telling me a day to the day, you're to return back to Nigeria." Ronan was pacing back and forth in an aggressive manner, that O'Connell moved farther away from him. Scared he was going to pounce on him, and beat his ass. "I was scared to let you know, okay? I didn't expect to find love in London, after getting my heart broken in Nigeria, three months ago." O'Connell opened up, shoving his fists into his pockets as he looked around him in sadness. Because he knew he was never going to see there again. And Ronan instantly snapped his head back, to look at O'Connell in disappointment. Then he shook his head. "How can you even say that?" "Because it's the truth." O'Connell supplied, after taking a hard dry gulp, feeling pain

O'Connell knew he did the right thing, by choosing to walk out of Ronan's life. Not that he had a choice anyway. And inspite of his heart being sick, guilt still stung him deeply for what he had done.He knew Ronan was already hurting because of him. Then thought about how easily Ronan would forget him, because Ronan already had multiple sexual partners. Ronan had told him when they were just friends, that he could never stick to just one person. Ronan was only inlove with him, but didn't leave the numerous men and women in his life. He still carried on with his relationship with them. Something which had made O'Connell to feel really insecure, back in London.And on the contract, O'Connell thought it was good things ended between them. Because he could no longer contain that feeling of not being the only one. He was quite relieved on that part.But Ronan had thought him alot. A whole lot. Thought him how to sex, how to exp

"Do you want to go back to London? Your grandma Estella would agree to that, if I talk to her." Raymond suggested after a long pause of thinking. And O'Connell was forced to let his thoughts travel back to London.***He found himself watching the boys, and felt his face forming into a slight scowl when the teenage girls left their table to go meet the boys, and flirt with them openly. He couldn't help staring, as the three girls sat down with these boys, smiling widely. With a waitress hovering around their table, taking their orders.One of the girls, flipped her long black hair over her shoulder, as she talked to the one with black hair in a pony tail, and lip piercing. Her eyes lit up, as she carried on staring at him with admiration. Not even feeling ashamed that she was making a fool of her self, which made her seem cheap.O'Connell thought about how life was, in Nigeria. Of course it was fun. He cou

After searching for his dad, for a week, O'Connell finally found someone who claimed he knew where O'Connell's dad was.O'Connell began wondering how his father would act, after seeing him. He had only seen a picture of his father, when the man was eighteen or so. And the color of the picture was black and white. The man's name was Adolphus.O'Connell's mother had lied she had a one night stand, with some stranger in Ireland, when she went visiting , and had no idea she was pregnant until she came back to Nigeria.The man horned and it interrupted O'Connell from his mind traveling down that memory lane. It seemed like he had zoned out throughout the drive on the streets. Because he was currently in the man's car, and they were heading to his dad's place.And at that moment, they were right in front of a huge black gate."Is this where my dad lives?" O'Connell asked, turning to look at the man.And the man replied him with just a firm nod.

Thomas, that was his name right? O'Connell wondered, as he looked at his kid step brother. Who was purely Irish and not a biracial like him. Plus the boy was really handsome. His blonde hair was skin cut. And he was chubby. Still had that round baby fatness on his cheeks, arms and stomach. The kid as if sensing being watched for the second time, looked at O'Connell and offered him a smile. With chocolate stained all over his chubby round cheeks.Not that O'Connell didn't love his siblings from his mom's side, but he just felt there would be a bond between him and this kid. Well, that would be if he would by accepted by his father.He shoved his fists into his pants pockets, then tucked his tongue inside his cheek to feel the soft silk-like flesh. Trying to make himself feel relaxed a bit.What if his dad denied him, and sent him away. Would he return back to Nigeria to meet his mom? He doubt he would. He even made the decision to look for some job a