Mark's Provo Her mouth hangs open, her tongue piping out. How I want that tongue on my balls. I darted my eyes from her mouth to her exposed shoulders. Why had I not noticed them before, sloped and flawless? "You said Africa" her voice stranded, trying to compose herself. "You don't like Africa or...""it's my favourite continent, almost everything originated from there before one country or another took the honour of it. " have I ever told you, that a ranting woman is cute especially when she is trying to convince someone. I chuckled lowly. "Is that so, why the reaction "She choked on her saliva, was she serious. "It's just that, mom.. how will she take it if I told her I am going to Africa on top of that with you. Don't get me wrong, visiting Africa is on top of my to-do list but not with you" she whispered the last part, wishing I had not heard it. She sighed" look I didn't mean it like that, I just.." she posed, she looked confused. Her lips slightly open her hands on her hi

Ivy's Provo A week had passed, mom had arrived and Trisha was beyond repair. She would talk when needed but her wounds had healed but the scars would always remain. “ Titi” I called out to her. She was studying that was what she was doing these days study, go to school and come back. “ yeah” she looked up“ I booked a therapy session for you. You need to talk to a professional, you need the help.” She smiled.“ I know, I was thinking the same. “ I nodded at her.“ Titi I am going to Africa tomorrow, Mark had to move the date but I promise I will come back before you know it.” She smiled.“ Relax, I will be fine, plus the people were arrested there is no need to worry.” She smiled“ go” she mentioned to me. “ Welcome to Rainbow towers hotel.” the receptionist beamed at us, no that wasn't us. That was her trying to seduce Mark with her perfect smile.“ you… Mr Mark....”“Kingwood ” Mark cleared his throat. I swayed my eyes to his. Pain flashes onto his eyes before covering them. Why

Mark's Provo“ what happened ” I cooed my voice trying to soothe her“father's day happened” I tried not to curse. Father's Day huhI had forgotten that thing existed. I never celebrated it, I never got time with my dad, fuck I never knew him. I never saw his face.“ you will get over it soon, don’t try to think about it that much”She continued to sniff in my arms, her arms hanging loose on my shoulders. “it's ok, you are going to be ok. I will be there for you, I will be like your dad trust me. I will try by all means to be like him. Shhh babe it's ok, don’t cry anymore. ” I rocked her back and forth, whispering soothing words. “come ” I led her to the bed, her eyes swollen and puffy. “sit” she fumbled on the bed. Got her eyes straight ahead, gazing into the void that had snatched her father from her.I sighed as I removed her shoes. That innocent cute face wasn't there anymore, a depressed-looking Ivy.“thanks” she murmured under her breath as she got under the covers. “I

IVY'S Provo I watched as Mark leave. I was just paranoid for no reason. We didn't sleep together, nothing happened. There is no need to take the morning-after pill. My phone vibrated, I stole a glance at it. Trisha. “hey babes, did you find anything ” there was silence at the end. “Talk to me”“well do you know your mom was married before he got married to your dad” “no” she was what, married to who.“ I think you need to come home first. I will tell you everything when you come back from your little bonding ” her voice was low, with no energy, no that enthusiasm I am used to.“what is going on” I shouted at the end of the line.“ come home now, I will explain ”I shook my head. This isn't good. I asked her to find out about Kingwood and here she I'd told me my mom was once married. “ok I will board the next flight available ” she ended the call. “Mark” how will I tell him this, that I am going back home because I am digging information about him, information he could easily tell

It had been exactly five months since the Africa saga. The whole house was tense and gloomy. Secretes after secrets had been unveiled but not my relationship with Mark. He had dropped talking to me. I didn’t care, all I care was about my well being and his being in the picture was disturbing. Whenever people talked about him, I would feel nervous. Felt like they had gone through my memory and come back. And my best friend had stopped talking to me, I felt alone and dejected. All I did those days was read, sleep and eat. I sighed as I picked up my cell phone and failed Trisha. She picked at the third ring. “ Hey sis, can we meet” Trisha stayed silent at the end of the line “why” her voice was cold and distance “because we stepped on each other’s toes and I need you in my life. We need to patch up” “meet me at the school library at four that ..” she ended the call. This whole issue placed a strain on our relationship. I sighed as I made my way to the kitchen to get lunch. “Afte