Novel & Cerita Heartbeat Writing Club

Yesterday's night club outing was an experience that will remain evergreen in my memory. We tasted different expensive wine and liquor. We danced to the latest hip hop music, we played truth and dare, we cruised around Abuja and finally sealed the day up with a mind-blowing sex. I really don't know why I went on and on, having sex with Alex. But what I do know is that I enjoy it and I might have taken Harriet's advice to heart.

I picked it up and read its content. Hello Sleepyhead, I hope you like the little gift I left for you. By the way, it's called a Blue-naped Monarch not a Tweeter. I guess the social media has a lot of influence on highschool students. I won't be around till tomorrow's evening due to some reasons, but don't worry, you'd be taken care of by the best nurse, helping hand, sister and friend I could ever have or wish for. I wish you quick recovery.

Cameron asked them, surprised. “Marissa gave me her spare key in case of an emergency,” Jenny told him. “So, you have a habit of crashing people’s places without their prior permission?” Cameron raised his eyebrows. “She is my best friend, and, unlike you, I came here not to treat her as a prisoner but to make her feel free. So, Marissa, get ready. We are going to a club. And Cameron, you are more than welcome to join, but if you are going to be a cry-baby the entire time, then go home and sleep.” Jenny smirked.

A smile oozing with derision and venom. As I picked up the papers, all covered in Christopher's shoe marks, my mechanical heart was trembling faster than ever. It should not be trembling like this. My pupils were starting to dilate, and the couple that was leaving me behind became nothing but blurry circles. … A long, long time later, I wiped the blood off the corner of my mouth. As I stared at the papers that read 'artificial heart transplant,' my fingers brushed across the scar on my chest. The one that'd been there for seven years.