Donovan opened the door, making her go inside as he followed behind her. Boma's mind stayed focused on coming up with a good explanation, knowing he would not let it go until he got something out of her.Once they were inside, he whisked her around to face him."What were you guys talking about that Fidelis' name had to be mentioned?"Boma stared at him, still wondering about what to say."Why... why don't you ask your sister?"A look of incredulity darkened his eyes."Are you looking for trouble? "She forced a smile, trying to make light of the situation." I was just kidding. "He remained unfazed. "Do I look like I'm playing with you? "The forced smile disappeared from her face, replaced by nervousness."Start talking," he said somewhat impatiently."She asked... she asked if I got a chance to meet him before he changed school and I was responding to that. " Boma replied, hoping she sounded convincing. "I think that's why you heard his name.""Hmm. And what did you tell her? "" I

Memories of Donovan’s wrath reminded her of the seriousness of her present situation. Donovan was a guy that didn’t hesitate to slap her on their first meeting. Remembering that, she dumped the clothes hanging on her arm onto the bed. Then she quickly undressed, foraged through her bag, and retrieved a pencil jean skirt. She found her inner tight and wore it beneath her skirt. Then she wore the blouse that she had picked out earlier. Her bag was unorganized by the time she was done and she didn’t like that, she knew she needed to save time. Boma left her things unkept, found her crossbody purse, slipped her legs into a pair of sandals, and hastily exited the bedroom. She managed to find her way down the stairs and out to the main door. Standing outside the house, she panicked as she didn’t see Donovan around. She looked towards the parking lot but she didn’t see him. She walked down the porch stairs and sighted him at the end of the swimming pool where he was making a call as he m

At Donovan’s pronouncement, Boma stared at him, incredulous. What on earth was he talking about? He had to be joking. “You look shocked.” he was amused at her speechlessness. But he wasn’t surprised at her reaction. It was normal given the circumstances. “Why are you shocked?” “Young guys barely talk about marriage.” She replied and he scoffed. “Hmm. I know right?” he shrugged mindlessly. “But not me. I have always desired to start early. I want to raise my children when I’m young and full of energy. Children are a handful. I want to have a life after they are grown and on their own. I am almost twenty-two. So, if I start by next year, I will be forty-two or so when my first child is my age right now. And if my child starts early like me, imagine, I will be a grandpa by the time I am fifty-two or something. I will then be a young grandpa.” Boma could not find her voice as she listened to his plans. “What do you think?” he asked with a self-satisfied smirk on his lips. Boma swallo

In the morning, Boma woke up, feeling rested. Upon rolling on her side, she discovered that Donovan was not beside her on the bed.She sat up on the bed and decided to freshen up quickly so that by the time he got back inside the room, she would be done. She was still feeling self-conscious about his presence when having to bathe or change her clothes around him. She was used to enjoying her privacy. Even if, she was sharing the room with a girl, she was still self-conscious about things like that.Boma hastily climbed off the bed and listened for sounds in the bathroom. She heard nothing as she stood by the door. Then she knocked on it to confirm that no one was inside there. She got no response and put the moment to good use.She prepared for the day, brushing her teeth and having her bath. She finished dressing up in casual house wear before checking on her new phone.Boma saw that her phone was fully charged and had been unplugged. She knew it was Donovan who had unplugged it. Sh

Boma was aware of the car slowing down as he parked it by the curb on a busy-looking street. She did not dare to look his way.Anxiety was already overwhelming her but she managed to keep her composure and communicate with her father.Her father sympathized with her over the unfortunate incident and asked how she got the phone she was currently using to speak with him.Boma explained that a friend of hers from school bought it for her.“That’s good.” He said. “Your friend is a male or female?”“Male.” She replied. She was done with lying for the moment. It was not doing her any good.“Okay. But please be careful and focus on your education. Okay?”“Okay. Where is Mama?”“In the bathroom.”“Okay. Please send her my love.”“I will. How is school?”“School is fine.”“So where are you right now?”“I’m at…” she hesitated, wondering if speaking the truth would be wise. Who knows, her dad might be able to help her situation. But she quickly decided she didn’t want her parents to worry. She d