Peter Wellington Karen. Karen.  She is all I think of after that night at her house. I try to get her out of my head, but she keeps appearing every second. I'm definitely not in love with her. Hell no, she's Mike's long time girlfriend. Even if they've been dating for two days, there's no way I'll fall in love with my cousins girlfriend.  I wish dad is alive to tell me what to do. I'm left frustrated. Mum or Annie ain't a good choice.  I sip on the alcohol I am holding. I'm at my second bottle. I feel dizzy but I still drink on. Maybe taking a lot of alcohol will take my mind off her. Natasha. Karen. I remember the first time I set my eyes on Karen, she looks so much like Natasha. Well, I was day dreaming. They don't look alike facially, but Karen exhibited a lot of characters like Natasha. They can pass off as sister's. "Mr Peter?" I hear Elena call. I don't turn to her. "There's someone o

 Peter WellingtonIt breaks my heart to see her when we ain't talking. Each time, I want to talk to her, apologize, but I'm being held back by my ego.I miss her. I miss everything about her. From the way she talks, eat, laughs, frowns - oh shit, I'm in love with Karen. Definitely.I pick up my phone and dial my bestfriend number. She picks up immediately, her cheerily voice filling my phone. On a normal day I would have been so excited to hear her voice, but here I am, frowning and eager to say whatever I wanted to say to her."I can't believe you're calling me. It's been months Peter." She complains. I shrug, "I'm sorry, Maya, I miss you." I miss my best friend. She's always been there for me but I'm not always there for her. I suck."I miss you too. I just came in from Las Vegas. Do you want to hang out?"Definitely. "Yes. I actually have something to say to you. I'm a wreck Maya.""Aww, let's meet at my p

 Karen DonnaAfter I clear up everything I'm doing, I make my way out of the office. Elizabeth already volunteered to take me home so we can get dressed for the club. She had persuaded me to follow both her and Alex to the club. I wanted to decline but she wasn't having any of it. "We'll pick up a nice dress for you at the thrift store." Elizabeth say as she drives info the road leading to the thrift store. I only nod at her and reach for my phone. I decide to text Mike about Elizabeth idea of taking me to the club. His reply comes in quickly. He's asking me not to go. Awkward. I turn to Elizabeth who is focused on the road. She stops the car when the traffic light shows red."My boyfriend asked me to stay back." I say like a child who's mother had just yelled at for doing something wrong. I can see the anger in Elizabeth's face."You're gonna let him tell you what to do because you guys are dating? That's stupid girl. You'

 Karen DonnaI ring the doorbell continuously, waiting for Jane to show up. She doesn't instead it's her mum that opens the door. She is all full with smiles when she sees me."Is Jane in?" I ask after pleasantries and fake smiles.She shakes her head. "No. She was home few minutes ago but left even before I could fix her dinner." I sigh. I really wanted to punch her in the guts for misleading my brother. Maybe she doesn't deserve it, maybe I should've talked to Ralph instead. "Okay, tell her I came over." I say with a smile and leaves even before she can say a word. I sigh, as I walk home. I kick little rocks on the floor as I walk. Did I overreact? Maybe I was angry because Jane haven't been the best friend I expected her to be these past weeks. She's been acting off. She never reply my text or pick up my calls anymore. She makes me feel like I don't have a best friend which I care about so much. Funny how she never wante

 Karen DonnaI got a call from Mike to meet him up at our favorite cafe. I can't help the excitement anymore. Even though I was mad at him last night, I can't wait to jump into his awaiting arms that I've been longing to touch me at every inch of my body. I crave his touches, his kisses, his sex. I crave everything about him. Truthfully, I hated how things turned out last night. I felt I overreacted, but I deserved a warm welcoming from my boyfriend.I push last night's thought out of my head and make my way to the bathroom. I wash my hair with warm water and shampoo. I wash my body, making sure to scrub away the smell of coffee that still lingered on my bare skin. I wrap myself up in a towel and walk out of the bathroom. After applying lotion to my skin, I pull into a pink cropped hoodie and a denim trouser. I wear air Jordans to match with my outfit. Damn, I look good. After applying so many products to give my hair a good look, I style it. I part