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However long I cannot tell. The street was silent andall I could hear was the wind. My thoughts were silent. Nothing. My phone rang.It was Suni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Well doneMr Johnson. Clap for yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I was too tired toeven argue. &lt;i&gt;"You found her?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Of courseI found her. I'm her best friend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Oh.... yea.Thanks..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; I was fumbling. All of asudden, this wasn't as important. Guilt stabbed my heart at this realization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Thanks?What the..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"I'm happy...she's OK right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; I tried to addsome emotion and excitement to my voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"ShafaJohnson! What the hell is wrong with you. 5 mins ago you were disturbing mylife to find Yale now you're giving me this... nonchalant attitude?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Suni, I'mjust tired... I'm happy Yale is OK. I assume you won't tell me where sheis."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Well..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Yea Ifigured. It's OK. So far she's fine, I'm happy. I'll give her some breathingspace..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;The heavy sigh Iheard from Suni was very... understandable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"You guysare just something else. I don tiya. I'm going home. Please don't call me forANYTHING.. before you fast track my babies arrival. Abegi. Carry your familywoes FAR from me... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; she kepton raving about premature births, heart problems, funny toes, I didn't evenhear. My mind was trying to figure out my mode of action with this thing. A lotof things started to come into perspective with Ronke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"I'mgoing. Bye"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; Suni didn't evenwait for my reply.&amp;nbsp; She hung up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I folded the papersin my hand, stood up, locked my door and headed to the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Ronke hassome...Well.. WE have some talking to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I want to ignore thecall. I mean... I KNOW why he is calling...but I'm not sure I'm ready for this.I knew this moment was going to eventually come.. but argh... I pick up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Yea...?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Ronke...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;he paused. I wasn't going toencourage him to talk. After a bit I think he realized this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Ronke I'moutside..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Aw man.... Deepbreaths Ronke. Deep breaths. &lt;i&gt;"Oh...OK."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I walked to thewindow &lt;i&gt;"Erm... do you want me to come out or......"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I know he's veryuncomfortable around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Nah..I'll come in.........................." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;he paused for a brief moment then added &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Orrather... can I come in?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Wow..Mr Nice guy. &lt;i&gt;"Yea...the doors open."&lt;/i&gt; I had walked to the door and unlocked it. I didn'topen it however. I really wanted EVERYTHING to be his call this time. I walkedto the living room ans sat down. And I waited. No turning back now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;He entered the houseand walked to the couch adjacent to mine.&amp;nbsp; I didn't move. I just watchedhim. It's all you babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;He sat down...and wejust looked at each other. Could've been a minute could've been five.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"So...that's why you terrorized my life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I laughed before Icould stop myself. Great intro Mr Johnson. I just laughed and shook my head. &lt;i&gt;"Iguess."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;He&amp;nbsp; sighedreally loud and adjusted his seating position so he was leaning forward with bothhis hands, which were supported by knees, covering his mouth. His eyes neverleft me. I can't remember the last time Shafa looked at me for this long, withthis much... interest. I was tempted to savour the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Whydidn't you say anything Ronke?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Why didn't I? Wellsince its I've got his undivided attention. Might as well seize this rare andprobably last opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"What did youwant me to say Shafa? Abi what do you want me to say?."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;My heart was&amp;nbsp;beating faster because I was about to bare it. No censors, no holding back.. Iwould be nervous too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"I went crazyI know. I mean, I didn't know how else to handle myself. I fell hard for youShafa. I fell hard... but obviously you didn't care.. and why should you. Afterall you were head over heels in love with my cousin. I was just... an inbetween, you know.&amp;nbsp; In the mean time. And you know what that's fine. It'snot like I didn't know what I was getting myself into. But common, you mean notone ounce of emotion was felt for me? I find that hard tobelieve..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I looked at him, butI wasn't expecting an&amp;nbsp; answer... So I continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Whenyou&amp;nbsp; finally showed some interest in me, I really wanted to make youhappy. Hell I was ecstatic myself. Shafa Johnson found me attractive. You don'teven know what that did to my ego! And you fed it well! I don't know what itwas, but the way you looked at me, the way you spoke to me, you made me laughand then when we finally..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I didn't want to haveto spell out our relations, but what the hell I need him to KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"You took myheart Shafa. You probably don't remember because it was nothing for you but...I remember EVERY single moment. I remember what you wore. I remember what yousaid right before you kissed me and I KNEW..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; I laughed at the vivid memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"I knew I wasgetting some that night. I was ready anyways. I remember how you even smelled.As in... Shafa that was when I KNEW I was going to go crazy if I lost you. Eventhough I knew I never really had you. But you slept with me Shafa... and youwere NOT faking. Everything I felt from you was not a sham. I know this.. and..I know you know it too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;He hadn't taken hiseyes off me. I still had his attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"I had topreserve or recreate that moment... I was in love with you and you know what...I wasn't ready to face the fact that you didn't love me... and what we had was...nothing. So when I found out I was pregnant. I was ecstatic before I wasanything else. I thought at least now you know... maybe... but of course...that wasn't the case. You had already started to brush me off. Treat me likedirt. At first I thought you were just being moody but it got worse. You werejust detached. It was obvious you didn't even like my face. and that confusedthe hell out of me. How does one&amp;nbsp; bare so much of their emotions on onenight and then be all of a sudden repulsed at my very presence the next. Itbroke me. So in one of my random spontaneous depressive moments right before Ileft Miami to come back. I aborted the baby and decided you weren't worth mytime or emotions."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;He flinched a little.I saw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Well itwasn't like I was ready for a kid anyways." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I adjusted my sitting positions because somehow thatadmission made me embarrassed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"So when Ileft, I shut the door on everything I felt about you. But then you moved backfrom Miami and all of a sudden everything just went in full circle. I was backto where I was. But this time. We are all present. Yale is here, you are here,and I am here. I know I have no chance against Yale. She has everything. But Ijust wished.. I just hoped that maybe... you know..............."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;All of a sudden, justas soon as I started, I was soon out of words. I didn't know what else to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Wow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; Shafa sighed it. With a lot of energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Ya."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;He sat back in hischair and used his fingers to pinch his nose. Obviously he was tensed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"I...I'm...I'm speechless."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Iunderstand." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I felt restlesssitting down waiting for a verdict so I stood up. &lt;i&gt;"Want a drink?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;He nodded.&amp;nbsp; Idecided to give me a moment alone with his thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I needed a moment alone with mine anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had answered all my emails. Given they weren'tlengthy responses, but they answered the questions and addressed all thepurposes of the emails My work was done. My fingers hurt but my body wasrelaxed. I leaned back in my chair and looked at my screen. I closed the windowfor the emails and opened a new browser. I typed in the Google search box."Cheating Boyfriend".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know... I know. Googling advice is NEVER a goodidea... but somehow I felt I might find some good points in there. Only 2 pagesYale. NO MORE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I clicked the first result. Signs of a cheatingboyfriend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This should be enlightening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;He had had gulped hisglass of water. It was finished before I had settled back into my seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"I'm verysorry Ronke.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I sipped my water. I didn'twant apologies.&lt;i&gt; "Thanks.... I guess?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"No forreal, I'm sorry. I&amp;nbsp; should NEVER have..-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Let me juststop you there. Before you commence in crushing the pieces of my already brokenheart. I know... I wasn't your greatest decision I get that no need toemphasize it..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"No you'regetting me wrong...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Am I?Shafa&amp;nbsp; you want to apologize for ever being with me.. but you KNOW you arenot sorry for that moment..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;He stared at me...and I knew I had made a point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"You stillthink of that night... whether or not my crazy side has turned you off in therecent months, you still think of what happened between us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Ronke....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Tell mehonestly that it was nothing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;He stared at me. Iwaited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Wasit?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; I wanted an answer at least tosilence my own demons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I was confused... &lt;i&gt;"No...as in...?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"No it wasnot nothing Ronke...you hear?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;He ran his hands over his face...&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Are you happy?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Yes. I was happy. Atleast I&amp;nbsp; know I wasn't and am not crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"But...you KNOW I love Yale. I love Yale more than anything in this world. I've alwaysloved her. What we had...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; hepaused. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;" It was a mistake"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;.............Aaaannndddthe happy moment is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"It was aterrible mistake. And the consequences are .. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ropeyou in, I didn't mean for this to happen. It was really selfish of me. I'msorry you had to do what you do and I really wished you had told me,....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"And whatwill you have done? Swooped me into loving arms? C'mon... you wouldn't havewanted that baby either. I did what benefitted both of us." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I felt the bitterness coming back up. The one that I hadused to protect myself all this time. I hated being this vulnerable and thisone moment I have decided to bar my emotions I'm getting ripped apart. Reflexbitterness was coming back to protect me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"See Shafa...the point is I want closure that's why I wanted to tell you about everything. I'mnot expecting you to all of a sudden want to be with me, I know it won't work.And quite frankly I'm tired of exhausting my emotions on trying to relive thatone moment in Miami. I just want closure. Now you know. I'm good. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I stood up. I wantedto get away. He grabbed my hand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Ronke..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; he stood up. He was really close. I wasn't with heels. Iforgot how tall he was standing right next to me. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Pleasesit"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"I can'tShafa..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;He took my otherhand..&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; "Please"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; he turned me to face him. I had to lookat him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Let'sfinish talking...we need to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;No turning backRonke. I sat back down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"HonestlyRonke. No bullshit, be real with me...... What do you want?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I don't know!!! Iwanted to shout. I thought I knew all this time. But recently I've realizedwanting something that isn't yours is just really time and energy consuming. Iguess I just want answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Do you haveANY feelings for me? As in ANYTHING... or is it just... hate?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Ronke I don'thate you...I mean you irritate the hell out of me... but.. I don't hateyou."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Ok.....?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"If youare asking if I'm still attracted to you... the answer is No. I not. I DOremember the night we spent together... I can't forget it.. but for me it wasonly physical....I...I'm sorry...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;He was still holdingmy hands... I looked at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;The weird thing is...I knew he was telling the truth. See, with Shafa, everything is sincere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I guess that's fine.I mean... what was I expecting? A proposal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"That's OKShafa... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"I canmanage my attraction Ronke, but you GOTTA manage your emotions too. I love Yaleand I really don't want to fuck whatever else we have left even further. I wantto marry her. I want HER to have my kids....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;They all cut deep.All his words.. but it was bitter sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Because for the firsttime in a while, I had closure. No more wishful thinking, no morefighting...just understanding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"You'reright... I understand...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-871353614460107557?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/871353614460107557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=871353614460107557' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/871353614460107557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/871353614460107557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2011/09/s2-w22-life-wont-stop-because-you.html' title='S2. W22 Closure'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-4223584983318913612</id><published>2011-05-15T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T23:09:43.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S2. W21 Where do we go from here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is the number one entertainer of all times. I have to give it a round of applause. I don't know how long I have been lying down here. Probably day 3 now I estimate. I haven't looked at my phone but I know its been ringing. Shafa....probably Suni... I wont be surprised to see Ronke's name on that list. Bitch. I turned my face away from the ceiling back to the wall. I had deduced a pattern sequence in my red wall. I could find it again. My phone vibrated again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I can't really understand is....why this is breaking my heart so much. I mean. Shafa doesn't have iron running through his veins. His a human being. And like a human being... he's wired to mess up. I'm laying here. I've cried out all my insides. Ive not eaten. I've not showered. I'm putting my life on pause because of something that was....is...inevitable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But man....it hurts. It really does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life MUST&amp;nbsp; go on. Its getting back up that matter right? OK now. I'll get up. And get on. But I'll be damned if I don't learn my lesson this time. First it was to beg him to be serious with me, instead he dashed me rejection and insult. Now he has decided to top that act&amp;nbsp; with fooling around with my cousin. Let it not be said my mother raised an idiot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was like drinking cold water after going days without it in the hot sun. Refreshing, energizing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I rolled out of bed... and went to put myself together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Work tomorrow is going to be horrendous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Suni, please tell me she's called you?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ah Ahn. Shafa she's not picking my calls, but come o. What exactly did you do? Yale is not one to ignore me. This is definitely code red...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I fucked up.... I messed up REALLY bad Suni... "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I quite sure of this fact you've just stated... if it wasn't BAD, Yale would have picked up my call and cried, hell she would've called me first. So this story of you guys are seriously arguing and yada yada yada....its not joining. Speak to me... "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm sure she'll get around to it eventually. But please Suni seriously... you have to try and call her again. I haven't heard from her.... "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ohh-hh... I hate to meddle in couple stuff....I have other problems to atte-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Suni its been 3 days.... please"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"WHAT?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I could hear her sputter and adjust in her seat &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Shafa! And your calling me NOW?? What if something has happened to her... OHHHHH YOU IDIOT... WHAT DID YOU DOOOOOO??"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; She must've gotten up cause her ranting and raving was clouded by moving furniture and noise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Suni... please calm down....the babies..." &lt;/i&gt;She was saying something about castration &lt;i&gt;"Suni...? SUNI!"?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What?? Look I'm going to find Yale. And God save you that she's not OK. Because if shes not.... Haaaaaaaa..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;And she hung up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well the bright side is, she's definitely going to be calling me back and letting me know Yale's status.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm gonna wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;My phone rang. I picked with the quickness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Suni...?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No fool, its Ronke."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;Shit. I shouldve looked at my phone. &lt;i&gt;"What?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Na wa o... so violent. Hello would've been sufficient sha"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Eff off seems more appropriate"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Stop being rude, it doesn't suit you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Keep being a bitch, it works for you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;Her giggle annoyed me. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Feisty.....anyways, please come and open the door"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Excuse me?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The door... open it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No way this girl came to my door.&amp;nbsp; "You must be crazy."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"May be... now.. open the door...I need somewhere to put all this food"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I had walked to the peep hole. Lo and behold this girl was at my door with a huge tray of food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And my house seemed like the&amp;nbsp; best place?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Erm I can hear you eh? Open the door jo and stop being a pussy"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I wont repeat myself. Since you can hear me clearly...." &lt;/i&gt;I hung up the phone and decided to speak. &lt;i&gt;"Fuck. OFF!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;I walked back to room. I had to call Suni anyways&amp;nbsp; or text her or something. If Ronke wanted, she could sleep outside. That demon is not entering my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;Why am I doing this? Yes I'm mad at Shafa....but I have no other reason other than I'm mad at myself...I was obsessed with Shafa. I remember the first day we kissed. He hadn't wanted to. He'd kept on saying it was weird until I kissed him. That had shut him up nicely. I didn't need anyone to tell me that He was into me. I had seen the way he looked at me.And God knows I had been looking at him for a LONG time. He was the perfect guy.... well sort of.&amp;nbsp; Well put together, easy on the eyes.... and adventurous.&amp;nbsp; The whole "affair" was just blood sizzling. I mean, he wasn't dating Yale. They had broken up! So it wasn't like I stole her man. I will never feel guilty for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;I slumped down on the steps in front of the door. I had come here for a sole purpose today. To sleep with ShafaShafa, because if you knew the REAL truth you'd probably die. This small truth that you're running away from, the sweet truth o. Its not even the bitter one. Me I've had to swallow BOTH. I chose to deal with it in a way that worked for me. I didn't need no one to hold my hand or anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not that I thought me and Shafa will marry or anything? No! But things got complicated during our... time. I handled business and tried to get back into things but he preferred to be left alone. He realized all of a sudden he loved Yale. He was coming back. All the weekend visits to Miami or rendevouz in differernt cities in between was all of a sudden too costly for him. He wanted Yale. Yale Yale! Ronke was useless now, no need for her anymore. What was I meant to do with my heart? And all the feelings? I knowwwww it was just meant to be ONLY physical but when you have a ba-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;My phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;It was Suni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yea?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Where is Yale?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I dunno..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Where are you?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah Ah... 21 questions?&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; "Er... out. Why?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You're not home?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Suni, What is the problem?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm looking for Yale. I wanted to come and pick you so we could find her togther"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;I've now become detective. Ha! If only she knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That won't be possible, wont be home till much later...I'll call her though?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"UUUGGHHHH! Fine. Please call her as many times until she picks up. We can't find her. I'm going to her office to check now sha..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ok will do... call me when you find her k."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"K... bye!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sto-ory.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;I looked at myself.&lt;br /&gt;Here I was sitting down on the steps in front of a man's house. A man who loathed me. I had food, and a lot of.......loving to share. But of course, I will be rejected here too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;Pride is a bastard. But you know what. Love is an even BIGGER bastard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;I reached in my bag and brought out an envelope. This was my plan B. It wasn't really much of a plan, but what the hell. I dropped it in his mailbox. Sooner or later. He'll call me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: justify;"&gt;I packed my kaya and started heading out. Hopefully I can find a cab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had 57 missed calls.&amp;nbsp; Most from Shafa. Suni was obviously looking for me. Her text wasn't very nice. All that stress. With the babies again? I dialed her number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yale. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hey Suni... before you start shouting. Sorry."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I can't even shout. Shafa has collected that one for you... Yale where are you?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"At home."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No you're not. Where's you're car?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"In the parking lot two streets down."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What the... why??"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Cause I don't want anyone to know I'm home."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You're a first class bofun. Why didn't you call meee???"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Again I'm sorry."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Whatever. I'm driving to your place now...open the door."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Suni, don't bother. I'm terrible company now and ... I really don't want be around anyone but myself. I have TONS of work to catch up on before tomorrow morning."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Story. Open that door before I get there."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Suni I'm serious." &lt;/i&gt;She must've heard the seriousness in my voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What happened Yale....?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I promise I'll tell you. Right now. I just need to work and get back on track."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Shafa-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Please. Don't mention Shafa to me. I don't want to know how he feels, what he's doing or whether or not he is worried. Please."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wow....."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes. Now I've got tons of work to do. I promise I'm fine Suni.And I promise I'll be at your house this weekend to talk over ice cream or whatever it is you pregnant women eat."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm worried Yale...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm not."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What did he do?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Everything."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She sighed deeply. I was hoping she'll get the hint to stop and let it be.&lt;br /&gt;She did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I love you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Thanks Suni. Love you too. and I promise I'm fine.... or will be sha."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ok..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Bye"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Bye"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hung up and sat staring at my desktop. 75 unopened emails. It's going to be a long night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A very long one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;I looked through the peep hole. Seemed empty. So I took a step of boldness and opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;She was gone. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;That girl is crazy I swear. Bringing me food and acting like we are best buddies.&lt;br /&gt;I stepped back in to close the door, but I saw the envelope sticking out of my mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;So I took it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;I looked around one more time before I closed the door. Just in case she was in the bushes.&lt;br /&gt;I swear its possible o!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;I opened the envelope. The first was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"WHAT??" &lt;/i&gt;The word burst through my lips.My heart was in my mouth. And it was beating at ridiculously fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a pregnancy test result. It had Ronke's name.... and it was...positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What the fuck is this??"&lt;/i&gt; I turned the paper around because... It was confusing me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Nooo It can't be. Ahn ahn...I haven't touched Ronke sinceeee.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;I scrambled looking for the date on this damn thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;09/03/26.......Nooo....No....No way.... NO WAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ronke and I were doing runs at that time... Nahhhh... I slumped to the floor...the paper and envelope fell from my hand... and another peice of paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;I picked it up. I was a smaller slip. Looked like a receipt.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed it was. From St. Josephs Health care center, in Miami.....It was a receipt for $400.25.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;She had&amp;nbsp; had an abortion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;Shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;NO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-4223584983318913612?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/4223584983318913612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=4223584983318913612' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/4223584983318913612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/4223584983318913612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2011/05/s2-w21-where-do-we-go-from-here.html' title='S2. W21 Where do we go from here?'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-2518122080615507863</id><published>2011-04-22T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T21:29:15.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S2. W20. Somehow they knew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I've decided to consider adoption."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;He looked at me like i was speaking another language. I kind of&amp;nbsp; felt the same way. I had given myself the same bewildered look when I had said my thoughts out loud to my reflection. I didn't want to but somehow I felt I HAD to. At least think of all options. Whats going to be best for the babies.... Oh yea I hadn't even told Arinze about baby number 2. Should I? Or should I wait for this shock of this conversation to pass?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You have to be kidding me Suni."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; He fell back on the counter like the force of news all of a sudden made his knees weak. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;I walked around the counter, dropped my bag on it and opened the fridge. A yogurt topped with honey would be divine right now. I started fixing my snack. &lt;i&gt;"I went for the appointment yesterday..." &lt;/i&gt;I brought out the yogurt...Arinze seemed to have stocked up on the strawberry and banana flavors. My favorite. Aww...tears stung my eyes.&amp;nbsp; I brought out 4.&amp;nbsp; I know he was waiting for me to continue. I felt his eyes. I started searching for the honey. &lt;i&gt;"Wheres the honey?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The one beside the dishes..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He pointed. I followed his fore finger and spotted the cabinet. Viola. I got excited looking at the honey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; "So yes...the doctors... was a good visit by the way. Things are great..." &lt;/i&gt;I opened the top and started pouring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"OK...What happened Suni?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; He was waiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;Ah, he wont even give me the opportunity to run a couple rounds around this bushel. Kill Joy. The top of my cup was now a beautiful glassy golden brown. &lt;i&gt;Hmm... granola crumbs? Ahhhhh next time. &lt;/i&gt;I dug around for a spoon. &lt;i&gt;OK..I change my mind. Maybe I SHOULD tell him about the babies first, then this adoption talk will make more sense. Yes... Mhmn...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;I took a deep breath. &lt;i&gt;"Arinze. The babies are good."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;I allowed my sentence to marinate as I stuffed my face with frozen cold yogurt and honey. The taste was orgasmic. A beautiful distraction from the now downloading shock in Arinze's beautiful grey eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Babies?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;I nodded. Mommy says its bad manners to talk with your mouth full. Hear that kiddos? No talking and eating...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No way......"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I swallowed. The concoction went down slow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes Arinze, I am having twins."&lt;/i&gt; His eyebrows shot up, as if it REALLY now dawned on him what i meant. Since he didn't acknowledge my revelation verbally. I decided to continue speaking. &lt;i&gt;"Hence why I am adoption consideration. I don't know&amp;nbsp; if I can handle two Arinze. I barely could overcome the shock of one and now two..... "&lt;/i&gt; I shook my head and inhaled another bite of my goo. It was weirdly comforting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Wow...I....I don't even know what to say." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Say it makes sense and I'm not being selfish."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He shook his head slowly like I was asking for Platinum on a bed of Moon-sand.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;"Then just say Im crazy and I shouldn't do it."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; I needed him to support me and reprimand me. I needed him to give me the logic to make a decision that would be the best for babies and I. I needed him to really just take this burden off of me. I was tired, confused and just....hungry. They really should package this ish. Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Come lets sit and talk...." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He stood up and guided me. His hand barely touched my elbow as we walked to the living room. It was as if he was scared to touch me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;We sat down and i took another bite of my food. He watched me.... I ingested and quickly put my mouth to work again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why are you so quick to give them up?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;The question was so blatant and so... blunt. It stung. I was rushing to give up my own flesh and blood and the confusion and ....disappointment I saw in Arinze's eyes just killed me. Tears fell into my cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm not giving them up.... " &lt;/i&gt;He didn't didn't say anything he just kept on staring at me. &lt;i&gt;"I'm not sure Arinze. I'm confused. I'm scared. I can't take care of two kids! I cant...TWINS Arinze. TWO! not one... TWO! What am I meant to do? How am I meant to take care of them. Even if I get a great job day care alone will be horrible. God knows what my parents stance on this will be... I'm just in a ... its the best option I could come up with... I need clarity. Please...." &lt;/i&gt;I was choking and shaking by now. My words barely came out but they did and I know he heard them all. He held me close and let me dry it out. I would have given all my money to hear his thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;His silence was calming me but making me so nervous. it hurt. &lt;i&gt;"Please say something..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He rubbed my back for a moment....&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"A friend kissed me today."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"What?" the question popped out before the statement was fully processed. "Huh??"&amp;nbsp; How random. What?? I was truly confused.&amp;nbsp; I turned to look at him. &lt;i&gt;"I don't get..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"A friend of mine.. close friend..kissed me." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He was still holding me...I was still confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"As in..... like a .... guy?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He laughed...&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I beg o..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; his pidgin made me smile a little...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No...?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Nah.. a girl. My best friend slash ex.....times a while..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He took his hands away...and sat forward...then rubbed his face in his palms. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"OK...." &lt;/i&gt;I was a bit... what is this? &lt;i&gt;"So.... did you kiss her back? Was it a ...mutual thing?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He looked me &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No.. its was not..its not...Me and Q have been over for years... shes moved on.. I've moved on.. she shocked me today with the stunt and yea... I just wanted to tell you."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why....?" &lt;/i&gt;was I angry? No.. I wasn't.. I was... just confused! No other way to explain this feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Because. I want you to know. You're my best friend now. You're closer to me than anyone else in the entire world right now. I want to tell you everything even though you still don't know everything about me. Suni you must know by now that I'm falling in love you. And I want to see this go far... twins, triplets whatever. So I figured maybe I should start telling you everything. Good bad and ugly... I don't know"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;My mind had taken break after "love you".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ronke..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Oh guilty co-co is eating you right."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sure whatever. I need this BS to stop OK. I'm tired. Yea we screwed around but that's done. Its NEVER going to happen again. Geddit?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Her laughter was insulting. &lt;b&gt;"Ohhhhhh your a boss now. You call shots."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;She broke into giggles again. &lt;b&gt;"See.... when I am done with YOU.. then we will be done"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I made sure my hiss didn't go unnoticed.&lt;i&gt; "I won't repeat myself."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I hung up before I even got to hear her reply. Not that I gave a shit what it was. I was already dialing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hey babe..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hey baby.... was just thinking about you now. How far?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Are you home now...?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Before nko..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I laughed...&lt;i&gt;"K coming over. Don't pick if Ronke calls you.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What? Why? What's happening?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And don't open the door wither if she shows up randomly...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What the hell.. Shafa, whats going on?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm going to tell you in a bit. See you..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Shaf-"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"In a moment o!!! Love you..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I grabbed my keys and headed out. Time to rip off the band aid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This SON OF A DONKEY just hung up the phone on me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What an idiot. I was so irritated now. I wonder if the dunce is going to tell Yale right now. Or maybe I should? Nahh... let me wait for the fool to put his foot in his mouth. Either ways. I have an upper hand here.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This guy wants to fuck with me. Don't mess with me o. It not&amp;nbsp; I even want the stupid guy....... OK that's a lie. But&amp;nbsp; whatever jo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;I paced my room. &lt;i&gt;One of two things are going to happen.Tonight, tomorrow or in the near future. Shafa is going to call me back. Or Yale is going to call me. I need a game plan for both scenarios.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;I got to scheming. Human Resources readings can perch for a moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Suni... don't give the babies up. I'll take care of you and the babies. I'll marry you."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;My mouth went lax. He had my hands in hands now. And he then he went on his knees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Arghhh I'm not doing this right but whatever. Marry me Suni...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;This was moving too fast. too quick and it was confusing me. I need to stand....so I stood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Arinze...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Suni... what do you want me to do."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No."&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I would regret this later, but this wasn't right. &lt;i&gt;"No...I won't"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He had stood with me but now he just sat back down... &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Oh..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I wont marry you now Arinze, but if you're still around after I pop these monsters and we are still cool maybe Ill consider it... so rain check."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;Arinze loved me. Yes I was still on that... all this marriage gibberish was just secondary. Marriage ni... covenant ko. Abeg leave those things. Its not like that people marry. It shocked me how clearly I was thinking now. Considering two minutes ago my life was&amp;nbsp; a black cloud with no clear direction. Right now it was clear. This beautiful man in front of me just told me he loves me.&amp;nbsp; All is well in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;I felt a weird bump in my tummy. My hand flew to my tummy...&lt;i&gt;"Oh"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Arinze was by my side... &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Come and sit down... what happened?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bump bump! &lt;/b&gt;My baby or babies are kicking... or punching tears stung my eyes. &lt;i&gt;"Arinze they aare kicking!! Or something!!!" &lt;/i&gt;I grabbed his hand. And placed it over the place where I felt the kick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;Of course nothing happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"They just kicked or punched me twice! Wait....." &lt;/i&gt;Nothing.. "&lt;i&gt;Ahhh babiess don't fall my hand... do it again now..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;Arinze was laughing. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I guess they are shy now."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No!"&lt;/i&gt; He wanted to remove his hand but I kept it there. Sitting very still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;And then BUMP! We both saw the little bump on the other side of my tummy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Ehennn!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;We laughed and waited for another one but I think that was all the entertainment the two were going to give us for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok tell me whats going on now."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Yale didn't even hug or kiss me. I took off my shoes and walked to the fridge. Water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sit."&lt;/i&gt; I gestured to the chair in the kitchen. I sat down on the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What is this...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry babe. I'm sorry."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I don't like this kind of nonsense. What happened?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Band aid Shafa. Band aid. I took a gulp of water.&amp;nbsp; Yale's hands reached for me &lt;i&gt;"I slept with Ronke" &lt;/i&gt;her hands froze. I didn't bother looking up to see her face. I wasn't ready for that. Band aid Shafa. I kept going &lt;i&gt;"Not recently though...a long time ago. When we broke up. Ronke and I had a fling. She has been after me for years. And I guess at that time things were just so... fucked up. So yea.. we hooked up. But her crazy's too much for me. It didn't take too long for me to realize that I couldn't handle her wahala. So I called it quits... and weird enough soon after we got back together. I have never believed wholly in nemesis until now. She's been on my case for a while now. And It's been hell Yale."&lt;/i&gt; I sucked it up and looked up at her. She was crying.... call me a coward but I looked back down. It was easier to talk that way anyways. &lt;i&gt;"&lt;a href="http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/02/s2-w8-ignorance-is-bliss.html"&gt;Remember &lt;/a&gt;when we at the hospital a while back.. and Ronke came by... ? She took a ride with me...?" &lt;/i&gt;I didn't look up to see if she remembered. I'm sure she did..."&lt;i&gt;Well.. things got odd. Bottom line is we fooled around and it was just awkward. I stopped it before it got fatal and got out of there."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You asked me on a date that night" &lt;/b&gt;her voice was cracked. I really didn't need to see her to know she was broken. I could hear it already. Band aid Shafa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I needed to prove to myself I was right. Ronke is the fucking devil I swear. I promise you Yale, that has been the last time I've let her come near me!"&lt;/i&gt; I reached for her...she pulled back so fast. She was holding her her mouth with one hand and the other held herself. She was crying and I was the cause. I made the love of my life cry. AGAIN. &lt;i&gt;"I'm tired of keeping this. It was eating me up and Ronke wasn't making it better. She was threatening to tell you and she was... I couldn't do that shit anymore. You're going to be my wife Yale... I couldn't have that skeleton hanging in my closet." &lt;/i&gt;I could hear her sobs now... and it took everything in me not to try and hold her. I felt like a fool. But this is the band aid feeling. It can only get better from here. No more secrets. &lt;i&gt;"Yale I'm sorry. From the deepest part of my heart. I should NEVER have gotten with Ronke. split up or not. I'm hoping and... using all of my credit with God.... that you'll forgive me. I... Please...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I reached for her again... this time she stood up...."&lt;b&gt;I-I-ll....I'll like to g-g-o go&amp;nbsp; to bed n-n-now. P-P-Please see yours-s-self o-out."&lt;/b&gt; She walked to her room and shut the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I'll be damned if I was going anywhere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I put my head down on the table and prayed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;God... you GATS help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs felt like ice blocks. I was numb. I don't even know which blow hurt more. Shafa being with Ronke or Ronke being with Shafa. Either ways I was fatally injured. All this time... Ronke had been following Shafa. And all this time Shafa had been accepting? covering.. what ever the hell he was doing with Ronke.My fiance. Love of my life. And&amp;nbsp; with my cousin. MY COUSIN O! My BABY cousin. Chai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've known though. The way Ronke always was around Shafa and she did all of a sudden become closer to me when Shafa came back to town. My God.... I'm sooo stupid. So this is what betrayal feels like. Shit........ Ronke .... you BITCH!!!! YOU EVIL SLUT!!! My God.... How could Shafa even resist her though. Ronke has always been a stunner and her body.... But man... I trusted you Shafa... so much it never even OCCURED to me... but man I should've known....I &lt;a href="http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2009/07/reconsidering.html"&gt;remember&lt;/a&gt; how quickly he had picked up a random girl before he left for Miami... why wouldn't he have quickly found the next main squeeze? But RONKE?? Like my cousin... that's like my sister... that's my blood....Shafa....kai.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laid on the bed and cried because for now I couldn't do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-2518122080615507863?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/2518122080615507863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=2518122080615507863' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/2518122080615507863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/2518122080615507863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2011/04/w20-somehow-they-knew.html' title='S2. W20. Somehow they knew'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-1927651083501396606</id><published>2010-11-22T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T21:01:33.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S2.  W19 - We need to Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I had booked marked 1 page so far. And that was because I felt I was being too picky. It was called Adonai. I almost didn't find it as it wasn't on the first few pages of the google search term, but somehow for some odd reason I had clicked through 5 ages of google results and somehow Adonai had jumped at me. I loved their slogan.&lt;i&gt; "When there's no where else to go"&lt;/i&gt; It was simple but strong. Their website was very simple but I could tell it was professionally done. It wasn't a random person with no experience whatsoever in web design that decided to piece together a site, this was well thought out. Their choice of words, their images...Very marketable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;So far with everything I had read, I was impressed. Felt almost as though there were talking to me specifically. So I had bookmarked it. I was going to marinate on this a bit longer. I needed to anyways.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;My bladder started complaining again. &lt;i&gt;These two creatures wont kill me o! Every time they wan wee wee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I put my laptop to sleep and went to address mother nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;They wrapped up their conversation with impressive speed. The hug he gave her was cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bros, no need to do like notin dey pop, I see youuu bruh!&lt;/i&gt; She kept looking in my direction as he got out of the car. I kept smiling. Then I waved, &lt;i&gt;just so no be say she no see me&lt;/i&gt;. She waved back weakly then drove off. Guess she'll be giving me some explanation that I wont be asking for later. Arinze walked towards me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"AH RIN ZAY! Walahi this boy your something else sha....."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey Shafa..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;he looked distraught. I mean I know its rough under the circumstances but the boy is a bloke. I'm sure he can handle himself. I wanted to laugh, but I knew it would come out weird. So I held it in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"My guy....I dont even know how to address you." &lt;/i&gt;He looked pained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Nah man its not like th-"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No no no... no o... I'm not even trying to judge you here. As in, I'm kinda shocked though, you didn't strike me as the playa type."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm not a playa."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;I nodded. I guess my disbelief might have been too strong to mask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Fuck Shafa, that came out of no where..."&lt;/b&gt; Annnnnd the unrequested explanations, part 1 begin.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Q and I are past this..-"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Q..."&lt;/i&gt; my mouth curled down as my eye brows almost touched my scalp in awe. He even has nickname for her...Shuo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We're past this , I have NO CLUE why she'll spring this on me now....." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;he paced up and down and ran his hands over his face before they finally settled on top of his head. The boy was distressed. I walked over to him and hooked my arm around his neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"See Arinze, let me share something with you.... cause I like you... your a good guy..." &lt;/i&gt;His head remained pointed to the heavens, &lt;i&gt;"These things happen. Lets just thank God in heaven it was me who walked through this door and not Yale... or even worse Suni...So just calllmmm"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Arrrgghhh!!! FAAAKKK!!!" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He ran his hands over his face again. I wondered if he was overreacting. I mean, would he have been this.... dramatic if I didn't catch his playa ass? &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yo I'm so confused right now."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;I gave him a minute. Me too,&amp;nbsp; I had my questions so I allowed him time to settle down before I started asking.&lt;br /&gt;He sat down on the curb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So.....how do you know..."Q""? &lt;/i&gt;I animated my quotation marks because this nickname was worth it mennnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Man we go wayyy back.. known her for almost 7 years now... we dated for a while back when I was in school....shes like family now... THIS IS WHY THIS SHIT IS SO WEIRD.... Like I knew somehow she still had feelings but I thought it was just... one of those things... Like a... a ... soft spot you know..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He looked at me for understanding. I had none to share with him.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "We are really close, best of friends....this was... this wasn't meant to happen."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I see...." &lt;/i&gt;More questions brewing, which one to ask... I went straight for the most important. No need to waste time here. &lt;i&gt;"So... you still feeling her?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; well he didn't waste time answering that. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I mean... I care for her.." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Ah..thought too soon. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Like shes always going to be my girl we have a really strong bond, but No... we cant be together.... not the way she wants."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Arinze, do you like this babe? Straight answer no BS"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No...." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He paused for a moment.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Not that way..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Toh then that's its now." &lt;/i&gt;There was no point breaking things&amp;nbsp; further down. I mean I was curious to know more about this relationship because somehow it kind of concerned me. I wonder if he knew "Q" was on my jock every second.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Should I tell Suni..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Fuck No. Are you crazy?? Or 18? Dude... Suni is VERY pregnant. If you would like her to give birth to her kid prematurely, sure, give her a heads up that you are lip locking with pretty girls in cars at the back of the&lt;/i&gt; building...." I observed the area again...&lt;i&gt;"near garbage dumps"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok Ok... yea for real huh.. I'm just... disoriented ... "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 90% convinced with this guys story but.....hmm... &lt;i&gt;"Thats one helluva babe to be immune to though. Shes stunning!" &lt;/i&gt;I watched his reaction closely. Choose your next words wisely Arinze...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yea....shes smoking, but I know that fire and I know its one I don't wanna dance around. Shes trouble. I love her but damn shes major trouble...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;No Kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;His pager beeped. He looked at it. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Shit... I have to go now..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ya yea, for sure...."&lt;/i&gt; He started bustling towards the door....then stopped and turned back to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Damn I didn't even ask,&amp;nbsp; Why were you here?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wanted to just holla o, didn't know I'd be walking in on soft porn..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;He cracked a smile... &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Abeg Shafa.... "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I laughed at his pidgin. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"See why don't you drop by my place at around 10 tonight...Ill text you my address..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Cool...please no rape all the nurse for inside dia o, I know say you be fine boy but chill small,... allow odas!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;He laughed and went in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Q".... I actually laughed OUT loud this time for that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I dont know about that hun... you kind of sprung that on me this afternoon..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm sooorrrryyy I don't know what I was thinking..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Me neither! Plus my boy saw us....that was just freaking awkward it took a miracle to explain to him..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yea.... about that..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"About what?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Your boy....."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yea..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ok Ok... I know him. Shafa right? Shafa Johnson...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ya whatever..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm serious I know him... quite well too...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;My jaw dropped and my had was mid air, frozen with my tea spoon. Shafa had just left and I was getting ready to wind down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Please expatiate!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Welllllllll, hes ....."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;The anticipation was killing me.&lt;i&gt; "Hes ????"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ugh... Z .. Ok.. Hes the guy Ive been trying to get."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Nooo...." &lt;/i&gt;I actually had to sit down now. Shafa was the guy Q was chasing like a mad man???? Shittt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yea... I know.. EXTRA awkwardness on this messed up situation please."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Your shitting me Q, are you serious?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm so serious............"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;The whole series of events replayed in my mind. Shafa coming out of no where, him smiling like a clown, then his weird questions and expressions the whole time he was talking... And then he reallyyy tried to avoid the discussion of this afternoon when he came over no matter how many times I tried to bring it up. No wonder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wooow... Now I get it..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Get what?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"He was very.... understanding?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Was he now..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Man...this is sumn. You........ and Shafa? Damn...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I know right...." &lt;/i&gt;We sat in silence for a bit. I was thinking about how webby this situation was....I'm sure Q was thinking the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You know he's madly in love with Yale right? Like those two are like bread and butter....Like you cant..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh shush. Tell me something I DON'T know... or rather something I WANT to hear...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm in love with him Arinze what can I do... I'm helpless..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Love? Babe, you don't love him...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm so serious... I mean... I'm so into him right now its crazy. Until I kissed you today, I didn't even know it was this bad."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"My lips reminded you that you were in love with someone else...?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Basically..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;We laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Let him go babe... I'm telling you..." &lt;/i&gt;She didnt answer me. &lt;i&gt;"You're better than second hand. You don't&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;deserve to be a side chick."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;I heard her voice crack. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I don't get you, I don't get him, I get nothing."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart dropped. I hated it when she cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hun, please don't cry...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yea easy for you to say. Well fuck you all. I'm the looser here anyways. You can go find your pregnant girlfriend and he can go to his whatever girlfriend and I'm just going to go find a fine looking gentleman and get myself laid."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Jacki-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We'll talk later Arinze. Bye."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;She clicked off. I was about to call her back when my phone beeped. It was Suni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Can you buzz me in please."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Ill have to call Jackie later on tonight to make sure she wasn't getting STD's somewhere. I went into the room to get some decent clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;She looked so adorable. It was almost midnight yet she was in a sunny yellow Big Shirt dress thingy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well hello gorgeous."&lt;/i&gt; I stooped to kiss her lips. She smelled so good. I pulled her even closer. &lt;i&gt;"Mmm...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;She giggled. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Arinzee...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"hmmm?"&lt;/i&gt; I had my nose buried in her neck. I nibbled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Oh my...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; she let me have my fun for a bit before I felt her palms push on my chest. Time up. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arinze...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ok ok.. Ill stop. Its taking A LOT of strength though"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;She giggled then stepped back. She took a deep breath. She had a folder in her hand. and a weird&amp;nbsp; look on her face &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We need to talk..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;It has to have been guilt that made my heart drop like someone just caught me cheating.&lt;br /&gt;Someone like Suni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;New Message &lt;/span&gt;*Ronke: I see you have succeeded in ignoring all my texts Mr Johnson. Its OK, shebi I'm the nuisance now. OK. I wont disturb you again. Me sef I'm tired.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;This girl had messaged me non stop since when I told her I'd call her back to reschedule. &lt;i&gt;Me too I don tiya. Like is it by force? Ahn Ahn...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;I messaged back. &lt;i&gt;"Whatever Ronke."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;This nonsense had to stop. The girl was a dyme but wow...all this "loose change" wasn't worth it !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You're an asshole Shafa."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hiiisssss. &lt;i&gt;"Stale gist."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was fed up of this particular skeleton in my closet that wanted to do pull some Lazarus stunts. She wanted me to sleep with her and God help me I wouldn't mind hitting that but I prefer a peaceful life. Ronke is NOT a hit and run babe. If shes not the one running you better be prepared to become a ho for her. She was a first class nympho. High maintenance one too.&amp;nbsp; I toyed with my phone for a bit. The idea was creeping. I know it was long overdue for me to tell Yale, but man.... this could potentially ruin everything. But its better now than after the wedding right? I mean she KNOWS I love her... Ronke is just..the girl is just the devil. Jesus got my back for that babe....He has to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;Man, I wasn't ready for this yo.&lt;br /&gt;I dropped the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;Or maybe I was.....I picked it up and called.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;God, Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-1927651083501396606?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/1927651083501396606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=1927651083501396606' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/1927651083501396606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/1927651083501396606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/11/s2-w19-we-need-to-talk.html' title='S2.  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Photo in hand... and shock on our faces. I was numb. No.. no... not numb...I was feeling very besides myself. Yale put her arm around me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We are blocking the entrance...lets go the car.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Seems she had come through... well then again it would be easy for her to snap back. She doesn't have two human beings growing inside of her. She led me to the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So....."&lt;/i&gt; Suni sat there like a statue her hands limp on her laps. &lt;i&gt;"Suni?"&lt;/i&gt; I smacked her hand. &lt;i&gt;"SUNI!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yea...?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;her response was so slow. She turned to me... &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well....?" &lt;/i&gt;My eyes asked the rest of the million questions I had in my head. What was she going to do? How was this going to work out? One is overwhelming but two? like two babies..? Ah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yale... you're asking the wrong person"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Should we call your mom?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She looked at me like I had just suggested I run her over with the car. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"For what?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I don't know... she might have some good advice maybe.. maybe.. she'd say bring them to Naija? or I don't  know maybe she can come here? I don't know Suni mothers are very... she might have good ideas?"&lt;/i&gt; She was just staring at my mouth moving but I knew she heard nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Nah.. not yet..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She looked back away. it was obvious she wast going to be doing any thinking anytime soon... my gears starting churning. I guess all those number we played around with that day at Suni's house for how much she'd need to earn yearly to support the kid... well that might just have doubled. I remember how we gisted for hours on food, health, education budgets for baby..&lt;i&gt;(babies?...damn)&lt;/i&gt; for the next 3 years. She was very adamant on being married to a rich man by then. I had laughed at her determination. Instead of her to be plotting baby's future she was figuring out gym schedule to get her body back in shape. She proposed that if she managed to keep Arinze through pregnancy, she will lock him down well after. So long he didn't turn out to be a cult member too. She actually hadn't laughed like I did when she said that.We had figured she would need to get a second job. Maybe something online? Or in house? Just so baby could be around her always and she could save money on baby sitting.... We had a plan. I was going to be helping out...and I know Shafa would wanna help out too...........The plan could still work? I would just definitely need to put in more time? But kai.. there's a reason why I'm on all kinds of birth control. Child now? duude...I still think she should&amp;nbsp; tell&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2009/08/w13-moment-of-truth.html"&gt;De' Hadiza&lt;/a&gt;. It might just make sense that she take the kids to Naija. The thought didn't sit too comfortably with me. I knew if it was my own kid I probably wont consider it but damn... two kids though?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Can you please drop my at home..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suni's cracked voice broke into my thoughts. She looked tired. I held her hand. &lt;i&gt;"See Suni, I can imagine how your're feeling, but look at it this way..."&lt;/i&gt; I paused and waited for her to actually look at me. She did. &lt;i&gt;"What ever your final decision, it will not kill you. You're a very bright woman, you got me... you got Shafa... you got a FOINE ass looking DOCTOR at your beck and call... its not ALL bad. We'd figure something out k...you'll be fine. All of you and your octoplets in there..." &lt;/i&gt;I hoped my little joke would make her laugh. She smiled.... that was enough. I started the car and headed to her house. I guess I have to schedule that meeting with my financial adviser.. I had put it off for so long but alas I couldn't avoid it forever. I was going to open a savings account tomorrow... and deposit some comfortable cash in there. Rainy days were in the forecast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;Immediately her car backed out of the drive way. I walked&amp;nbsp; back to my room. The shadows of those quilts were calling my name. I felt so...weak. I could barely handle the thought of one, but No... God is missing me too much in heaven. He is trying to hasten my return journey. TWINS?&amp;nbsp; Like two. Like two diapers,&amp;nbsp; two cries in the night, breast feeding synonymous! Ah! No...I cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey from the hospital home&amp;nbsp; proved to be a good thinking start on "Whats Suni going to do now". I know Yale was plotting. She was awfully quiet the ride home. But yea, shes going to come back with one outrageous idea of how she expects me to mooch off her till the kids are 20.&lt;br /&gt;The Kids....hew! I am finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;I sat down on my bed. My phone buzzed. It was probably Arinze. I didn't bother reaching for my bag to get the phone. I laid down...covered my head...and day dreamed on the different times Toba and I frolicked without protection...without cares.... I mean it wasn't a big deal then. I was sure I was going to marry him and all...eventually and...I WAS on birth control...was I? Yea I was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I coullddd tuurrnnn... turrnn backkk the hands of timeee....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;She wore red. I remember telling her a couple of years back that red was her "knock em dead" color. She looked like a goddess in anything red. I hopped into the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Did you have a presentation today? Male clients perhaps?" &lt;/i&gt;I eyed her outfit. Probably. I answered my own question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sometimes a woman's gotta use more than her brain..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mhmnnn."&lt;/i&gt; She had on red heels...which looked painfully high...black skirt suit...red blouse.&lt;br /&gt;She looked good though I wont even lie.&lt;i&gt; "You look good still..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at my approval.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Lunch is on me... I am now a&amp;nbsp; permanent employee.. Probation is OVER."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Owweee, congratulations... "&lt;/i&gt; Q could be flaky sometimes but shes a go getter.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;"Proud of you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Thank you thank you"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; she did a mini bow with one arm...her eyes still steady on the road.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So whats been up lover boy? Hows the 2nd wife..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I smiled &lt;i&gt;"You? Oh you seem fine....." &lt;/i&gt;the slap she landed on my lap, I felt it in my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You got jokes I see..HAR HAR!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;We pulled up int Marcel's. Nice classy lounge. Expensive.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Ahh don't spend all your first official paycheck on me o..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Baller's don't know nuffin bout checks..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she stuffed her nose in the air and put on a gangsta face. The girl was a first class clown. For some odd reason it reminded me of Suni, I sent her a quick text. She had an appointment today which I couldn't make. I wonder how that went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;30mins went by fast, but that's how it always is. It took me a year and some but eventually Q and I got to a point of stability. Our conversations could last days and we'd think we were only there for a couple of minutes.&amp;nbsp; We talked about my love life, she talked about hers. Her mind was still entirely set on getting a man she very well knew was taken. Her theory, he aint married? Hes a free man. Times like this I recall why I and her just didn't work out. She was an amazing girl and everything but we didn't see eye to eye on key issues. Commitment, children...Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about family...work...we caught up for real. I felt relaxed. The girl talks a lot so I don't have to do much. When she notices shes talked for a while, she asks me questions which forces me to talk... she could really hold up a good conversation. So yes our 30minutes went by fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I gotta get back....unlike you, peoples lives depend on my availability..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She pouted...&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "I didn't hear a beep"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; she eyed my beeper on the table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I cant wait for an emergency to occur sweety..."&lt;/i&gt; She waved for the bill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So pregnant girlfriend....and you ain' the baby daddy..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;She shook her head in unbelief "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You ARE something else...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I laughed ...I had asked my self too why it didn't bother me that Suni was pregnant. I never came up with a solid answer. There's just something about the petite woman that kept me very interested. Q paid for the meal and we packed up to leave...She held my hand. I hugged her...I checked my phone to see if Suni had replied.&lt;br /&gt;...That would be a negative.Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;We rolled up to the back of the clinic and parked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Thanks for the lunch.. I now have energy to face those without energy..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Aww...." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she smiled... then frowned..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wassup?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Good times are over.... I kinda miss..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; she hesitated...&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"u..us?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; My eyebrows rose. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No no.. its...its weird.. like we work you know and I really cant seem to find that ....compatibility again..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I cocked an eyebrow. Hmm.. when she got like this.......&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I doing all these... "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; she waved her hand "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;James Bond like kinda relationships cause, I cant find you again...so I want to be entertained..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Q-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Arinze, its cool...I'm just talking.. " &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she gave an uncomfortable laugh.."&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;you're the only one I can tell this too without feeling.. weird."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;This is true. She gave a deep sigh.. and held out her hand to me. I took it. "&lt;i&gt;Babe...we...it didnt work. We tried...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I know...but a lot of the most successful marriages out there "didnt work"" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she gestured the quoatation marks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Q-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I know...I know.." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she cut me off again. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Well gotta get back to the J.o.b."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; she gave a sad smile. I felt bad that my relationship now was breaking her... still. I pulled her to me for a hug...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;We held each other for a couple of minutes. &lt;i&gt;"Ok, dying patients Q...lemme go before you send me to ER with this killer choke-hold."&lt;/i&gt; she didnt let up, but i heard her giggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You smell good..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; she mumbled into my neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Thank you.. gotta keep it fresh..." &lt;/i&gt;I rubbed her back impatiently but she must have thought it to be intimate because she rubbed mine back slowly and squeezed harder.&lt;i&gt; "Your cho....king me."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;She let up just a bit and pulled her head back. She smiled. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I miss us....and now more than ever I wish we never gave up." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;She didn't even let me process the sentence before she kissed me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Well Well Well...See this fucking guy fa.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I had come out the back because the hot blond had told me this dude should be back from lunch any minute. I was in the area and thought to holla, seeing as hes going to be part of the clan but this right here... Wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I waited for them to finish. He broke off the lip lock with Jazabel.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That girlllll.... and the way she talked to me you'd think I was her soul mate. &lt;br/&gt; I wont even lie, my ego was bruised. Only a little bit though.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ladies and gentlemen, THIS is why hoe's don't get no love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;He was holding her back now and telling her something. Even from here I could see she wasn't listening. She waved her hand and shrugged. Arinze ran his hand over his head. He looked around...I stepped further into the light so he didn't miss me when he scanned the vicinity. He saw me. I smiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Her eyes followed his.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;And my smile grew even wider. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-5919363177727417805?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/5919363177727417805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=5919363177727417805' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/5919363177727417805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/5919363177727417805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/11/s2-w18.html' title='S2. W18 -  Sticky.'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-8816683892223861247</id><published>2010-10-26T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T09:50:16.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S2. W17  - Alternative Options</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I swear I feel my tummy grew overnight. I'm barely over 3 months and I feel like I'm 6 months far along. I struggled to fit into my mini-maternity pants. They were so cute. They were meant to be for mothers between 1 - 3 months. But no not me. I already started missing my pre-preggo frame. My&amp;nbsp; ultrasound appointment was at 9:30 and it was 9:12. I had ONLY just finished putting on these freaking pants. I looked like a pregnant goat. I was&amp;nbsp; SOO showing. Like.. forget XXL sweaters or hobo shirts... my FACE alone was a dead giveaway.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Porky.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/i&gt; No time to sulk. I grabbed my keys and dipped. Yale was linking up with me there and we all know how she gets when shes made to wait. We were going to see baby today! She was excited, I was cranky. Tired maybe. But yes... no going late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*******************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Arinze!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What have I done now?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You owe me TIME... we haven't seen since plus I need someone to talk to."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Sigh*.... "This is true."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So...I'm coming to your&amp;nbsp; place of work and you are going to take a half hour break and FEED ME!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes ma'am"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Oh...."&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;she paused for a minute.&lt;i&gt; "&lt;b&gt;That was easy....?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Was it?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hmm.... Ok I'm on my way... Sick person wont die if you leave for 30mins"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered about the sanity of this girl sometimes. "&lt;i&gt;I'll meet you up front"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Meagan?" &lt;/i&gt;I called for my assistant who was meant to be getting some paper work for me...She strutted in. She was very pretty. Sharp kind of beauty. Typical blonde hair and blue eyes. She was very well put together. Never a strand out of place and her makeup was always so...sharp. I won't lie I found it hard to believe she was the owner of the outstanding resume I had reviewed and decided on when she came in for her interview. I remember asking her for her name again and she straight out said &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I know hard to believe. Its not the first time."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I was embarrassed to say the least, but once I was done with the interview I knew right away she was right for the job. She hasn't disappointed me ever since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mind taking over for about an hour I'm just going to grab a bite. I need you to run my Paul Mitchman, he's in Ward 23. Make sure his pills are NOT under his pillow. Also Mrs. Adelaide would need another requisition put in for an MRI. Please hold off an walk ins till I get back in... either ways my beeper is on so..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok gotchya...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; she jotted down a few more notes and gave me smile. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"All under control. boss.. Have fun and be good" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;She turned around and started walking away. Always on the move. She was also a very private kind of girl which again was opposite to what she looked liked. She kept to herself most of the time and did things n such an orderly fashion a lot of the other nurses didn't have the nerves to disrupt her schedule with idle gossip. For one she didn't oogle me like I was a gift basket. This was very comforting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;I laughed cause she had to be AT LEAST 6 years younger than me...but she had that "motherly" nature about her. &lt;i&gt;"I'll try..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She paused at the door &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Is it with the cutie? Tiny pregnant one?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Well.. I guess she WAS onto the gossip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Er... No... "&lt;/i&gt; I took off my coat....&lt;i&gt;"Another... friend of mine."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;She cocked an eyebrow. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Friend."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes Meagan, friend..." &lt;/i&gt;I chuckled at her suspicion and shooed her out.&lt;i&gt; "Now leave. before Paul decides to all in all throw his pills out the window."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: justify;"&gt;She shook her head and left silently. I felt.... guilty? Like I just got caught doing something bad and had disappointed. What the hell?? Ugh. I grabbed my keys as my phone vibrated. I didnt have to look at it to know who was calling me. I left through the back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*******************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'd like to have dinner today..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Ronke. Ronke. Ronke. God deliver me? Kai. Should I just carry the babe to dinner? As much as it might seemingly be the easy solution I KNOW that girl has another trick up her sleeve. Shes going to tie me into another thing.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I should just tell Yale. I mean... Nahhh.. we just got over the telephone issue. Let that one settle first no? I messaged her back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm kind of busy tonight though...." &lt;/i&gt;I played with my phone as I waited for her reply. With Ronke you should expect anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I see....so when would you be free?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Never?&lt;/i&gt; *Sigh*.. I see what shes doing. Now shes more or less putting me in the hot seat so whatever happens its almost like it was my call. Such a snake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"How about lunch tomorrow?"&lt;/i&gt; Lets keep it neutral. Daylight....open space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Lunch? lol.. er no. I have classes all day. I see your posting me. Tsall good. Whatever"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah man... this babe was going to put me on a guilt trip. I am VERY tempted to just delete the message like it never came through. So shes going to tell Yale that I and her screwed a couple of times....but the bottom line is we arent now. we are Over. then Yale can turn on me and call me a coniving decietful nonsense of a man and she'd probably stone me with a ring we dont have yet and tell me to take my proposal to the river and drown with it. Shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Calm down jo...who's posting who? Ok..lets do it this way. I'll call you tomorrow evening and we'd work things out?"&lt;/i&gt; I could feel her smile.This girl was evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;":) Ok....Sounds cool. Have a lovely day. &amp;lt;3" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to find a way to tell Yale. I cant live like this. No sir. and the longer I wait the worse its going to get cause Ronke....shes going to infect this so bad. So bad........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*******************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;Yale and I stepped out of the ultrasound room. Picture in hand. Lead in our feet. Shock on our faces. Ok... lets rewind. There's a reason we looked like someone just slapped us then handed us $1000 dollars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I walked into the hospital and yes. Yale was waiting. I was 3 minutes late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sun-"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"EH EH EH. Please....I'm sorry. It OK jo. its only 3mins. Calm down."&lt;/i&gt; I sat down beside her. Kicked out my legs and relaxed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Fine."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; She stared at me. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You look pretty today. What happened?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I stared blankly at her. &lt;i&gt;"Pretty?"&lt;/i&gt; then I burst out laughing. &lt;i&gt;"Yale if it is you woke up today to mock me.....abeg..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok...? Odd way to take a compliment."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; She gave me an odd look then picked up her blackberry and started typing. We sat in silence for a bit. She was probably talking to Shafa. Us too, we go love now. I adjusted my sitting position because my back started to hurt. She glanced at me. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You ok?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yea, just uncomfortable."&lt;/i&gt; I adjusted again until my back was straight up against the back rest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You look constipated."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I smirked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yale......"&lt;/i&gt; she was typing again. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mmmnn?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; She didnt even look up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Am I fa-..."&lt;/i&gt; I rephrased &lt;i&gt;"Do I look bigger than the average 3month preggo woman?"&lt;/i&gt; I had her attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Suniii....of course not. I can barely see your tummy. Holy your getting preggo woes already? Cammaann....." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I already felt better. "&lt;i&gt;No its just... I feel.... so... HUGE." &lt;/i&gt;I pulled up my sweater and exposed my pot belly. &lt;i&gt;"Seeeee"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sunniii" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she covered my tummy before anyone in the waiting room with us noticed. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You're mad o." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;She ensured my belly was covered. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"And no... you're not huge. However...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I AMM huggee right????" &lt;/i&gt;Man.. it was all in her eyes. She was surprised by my potbelly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well... I dont see your naked stomach often forgive my awe." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I guess that was more of awe than surprise in her eyes. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Soooo cool.. how does it feel?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I rolled my eyes. &lt;i&gt;"Yale this is not the time. Am I fat or am i fat?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You're fine Suni..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she rolled her eyes like I was being ridiculous. I wasnt.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Er... Aku..Akusuni? Bello?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; the nurse called my name. Well appointment time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yay, time to see baby!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; We got up and walked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;The ultrasound technician got us prepped all the while chit chatting about nothing. She was a funny small lady. Maybe in her 50's? She asked if we were partners. Yale and I had a good laugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No... shes my best friend..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Aww thats so sweet...So excited to see how big your baby's grown?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yup!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; sometimes I wondered if Yale was the one having a child. See how she shouted too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tech lady squirted the nasty cold jelly. Gross....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;As soon as she put the gadget thingy on my tummy. We all gasped. I mean it wasn't like we hadn't seen baby before.... but....erm...ya... er.. there were two heads.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;We all peered closer, squinting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;Yup. Two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh looky here. Twins!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I must've blacked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-8816683892223861247?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/8816683892223861247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=8816683892223861247' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/8816683892223861247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/8816683892223861247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/10/s2-w17-alternative-options.html' title='S2. W17  - Alternative Options'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-4366949301093402058</id><published>2010-07-07T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T09:50:56.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S2. W16 - Making amends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;It was 9pm and neither Yale nor Ronke had texted. I kept having weird daymare that they were having some in depth cousin bonding time and Ronke decided to spill her guts to Yale. I had let my curiosity get the best of me. I was in front of Ronke's place. I texted before walking to the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wassup, what are you girls up to?"&lt;/i&gt; I waited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;*grrr*&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Yale is sleeping...I'm doing some homework, wassup ditcher?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I felt some form of relief. &lt;i&gt;"its not even like that now...have you girls eaten?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We are not useless, I'm sure we can organize food if we are hungry. What do you want? Time is Grades..chap chap..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Can I talk to Yale please?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I doubt she wants to speak to you.. and besides, I'm sure I mentioned shes sleeping...?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ronke stop being an ass and hand the phone to my fiance."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She gave a very loud mocking laugh.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Fiance?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she laughed again.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Sorry o.. Mr. Fee-ance!" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I heard movement of furniture so I assumed she was standing up to hand over the phone. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You know, Shafa...."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Freaaak what was WRONG with this nutcase?? Why cant she just .... disappear? Ahn Ahn? Dem send you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"...I think its only healthy that you ensure your path is straight before going as far as shouting to the world about your fee-anceship." I heard a door creak " I'm just saying....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" She mustve dropped the phone for a bit because her voice became a bit distant. I'm glad she didn't wait for an answer. Heifer. &lt;i&gt;"Yale...." tap. tap. "Yale...." tap.tap.tap. "Its Shafa..."&lt;/i&gt; I heard some grumbling....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey...." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Yup. She was STILL mad and NOT ready to talk to me.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hey babe"&lt;/i&gt; Pause.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey...." &lt;/b&gt;I knew how her lips we're curled now. She had that face when she was trying not to hide her irritation. Sucked big time that I was the cause of the stank face now.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Are we going to talk?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Annnndddd we are singing to each other now?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; her retort was so fast I had to smile. That's my girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Nah... I ... I'm coming to get you? K?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Dont waste your gas, I'm very comfortable where I'm at..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yale-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Shafa... please I was sleeping, annndd you woke me up... there had better be an emergency."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"There is..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok?" &lt;/b&gt;I KNOW that was a little concern I heard in her voice. A break through?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm coming to get you..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Shafa.. whats the emergency?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: magenta; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;We had fallen into a routine. Arinze and I. Every day at 2pm we'd go for lunch. On Thursday nights we'd talk about what we'd do for the weekend, sometimes we'd leave it up in the air. Come Friday, depending on where we land after doing said plans, I might be cooking for him in my kitchen, or in his kitchen. Oh and this man was an AMAZING masseuse. Like.. I don't know if he got them magic hands from med school or it was a natural God given talent, but Gaddaam! I remember a couple of days ago, we had gone to museum? Or somewhere sha and my feet were aching and swollen a bit. I am into my second trimester and the swelling process had begun, the feet cramps which started during our Las Vegas trip had become more frequent. Anyways, I whined like a little girl all the way home feeding MAJORLY off his pampering. When we got to his house, he had come to my side of the car and CARRIED me out... like...lifted me out and CARRIED me... to the door, through the door, to the room, to the bed and placed me down like I had a FRAGILE label plastered across my forehead. He had then went ahead to strip me down... and not even in a sexual way, but in a a very.....tender way...till I was in only underwear. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;(I was turned on sha, let me not even lie to myself here! But seriously, who wouldn't be... shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;Then he proceeded to send my feet to HEAVEN...Of course, where my feet go my body must follow. The nostalgic feeling of that massage came rushing back in WAVES over my body. I relaxed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: magenta; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: magenta; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I remember, after he was done his magic on my body and I was so relaxed, I could barely speak. He'd come around to the side of the bed and snuggled in beside me. He'd put his arms around me, placed his palms on my slightly visible little bump and started talking...about nothing and everything....to me. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;(And baby sometimes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; And that's how we ...or rather I....fell asleep. His voice in my ear, his arms cocooning me, his palms on my belly.. and my spine to his heart...Our chemistry should be in Mills &amp;amp; Boons I swear. The connection I felt with him that day went beyond physical. We haven't been physical just yet...&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;(Hmm, someone needs to give me an award. With my hormones on rampage I strongly believe its a miracle I haven't raped the man...but that's a thought for another day... my blood is already getting hot just thinking about it.)&lt;/i&gt;... anyways, I digress...where was I? Ya... I feel Arinze and I, we've kinda gone past that physical stage already.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: magenta; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: magenta; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;My leg started to cramp and and I realized I had been standing by the window for too long. I walked or rather limped back to the living room to sit down and wait instead. I had even forgotten about the Naija movie that I had put in... I'll restart it when she comes. Yale was coming by for the weekend. I still felt a bit disappointed I won't lie. I wanted to spend ALL my time with Arinze. , but he was on call all weekend . And he mentioned I hadn't spent time with Yale in a minute, cause he knew I wanted to cancel on her badly. So we compromised on Yale time for Friday &amp;amp; Sat, but I made him promise to take me out on Sunday. I smiled in anticipation. The doorbell intercepted my thoughts. Guess Miss Dairo's here. I took my sweet time before I stood up to open the door. Before I could enjoy my laziness though, she started calling my phone. Such an impatient human being. Hiss. My child better not adopt this stupid trait....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"Suni oh" She was always wasting time, the way she walked to the door you would think she was 9 months preggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"Free me abeg jo. Patience is a virtue"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh whatever as if you're a fan of waiting yourself...."&lt;/i&gt; I had bought sparkling juice to celebrate our 2 weeks 'no-see'. Since she had come back from Vegas we had only talked on the phone. Arinze had without remorse stolen my best friend. I wasn't pissed, but I was....I guess things change. See, Suni and I have never been in very engulfing relationships at the same time. When I was with Shafa... at first...she was kind of single, causally dating... nothing serious. Then Shafa and I fell off, he moved, I was bitter, I was single the she now hooked up with Toba....then Shafa and I got back together... and then Toba and Suni fell apart....but now.. Shafa and I are quite serious and she's getting equally as serious with Arinze. Bottom line, us both being in very serious relationships at the same time.....with no foreseeable future of one of us coming out...Our own friendship was beginning to dwindle. I wasn't too thrilled about it. And if I know Suni, this hadn't occurred to her yet. She was still in the honeymoon phase with Arinze so I'm sure she was happy to spend all her time with him, but she should not forget that before him, hell before Shafa, it was two of us first.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I brought wine" &lt;/i&gt;I gave a cheesy smile as I held it in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Is that sparkling juice Ozimeyale?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;She took it from my hands and gave it a closer look. I dont blame her the bottle was so dope even I was fooled at first.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"See this tout fa."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;"We be bahd guyz now, Uss ma we gatz pop..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;She laughed at my razzness which may I outline was gotten from her. Dont be fooled by Suni's surface tushness. All that ajebo behaviour is a front. The girl is market woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;We walked back to the living room she went to put our "shacks" in the fridge. I flopped down in front of the TV. Omotola Ojelade was shouting something on the screen and slapping the house girl, or someone like that. Omotola, always slapping someone. Suni said something from the kitchen I didn't quite hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What??"&lt;/i&gt; She walked back and came to sit beside me. She had Chips Ahoy on a plate. See why this babe is my bestos? My face lit up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I said, today we must to catch up on our Naija movie stash. I have a play list ready to go!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; As I reached for a cookie she pulled the plate back. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"My friend. Whair har your manners?" (&lt;/b&gt;See? Razzobian)&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"Suni if I boxxx ur stomach ehnnnn!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"This biskit will be your demise. See how your body is shaking." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I laughed because my hand WAS shaking small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Dunce..." I&lt;/i&gt; leaned back like I wasn't interested anymore. At that point the girl in the movie, the house girl. Started running. Like seriously bailing and then the action music came on. You know the one where the drums start beating really fast? Yea that one. Omotola was shouting abuses at the girl and chasing her. The girl now fell down. The kind of fall that you can only deem as &amp;nbsp;"Devil's work". Suni and I shouted "Yeeee" at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;We settled into the movie Chip Ahoy in hand. Idle talk in between. We had just finished Part 3 when Suni's phone rang. By her facial expression I knew it was Arinze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey hottie..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; He must've called her something as 'endearing' because she blushed. "Yaa rigghhhhtt, you know Im only trying to catch up" I tuned out their mushy conversation and thought about Shafa. I rubbed my hand over my temporary ring. It was a rubber band, that was knotted (my temporary diamond). Things had been so rough...but they were better now. After Shafa came to get me that day...we had talked....and talked. He apologized for his behaviour, he started telling me about what him and Toba were talking about but I insisted on not knowing. Me sef why do I like headache. We made up and all well.. but something mightveSuni. She was giggling as if I wasn't there. What rudeness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"Oya its enough nowwww... this is my time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Suni rolled her eye. I flicked her cheek. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Owwwww"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Next time you wont roll your eyes at me..."&lt;/i&gt; I plucked the phone from her hand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Stoppppp-" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she was struggling with me... but who's the preggo tired lady amongst us?? Not me... I sprang up and sprinted to the kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"Yo Arinze... you're cool and all but biko can I have some time with my bestos? As in... this your lovage sha..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughed...&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Ma bad... ma bad.. Ok I'll talk to you later.. lemme say bye..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Suni had caught up... &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Give me the phone..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So you can both start another history lesson? Not on my time..." &lt;/i&gt;I spoke to both of them... loud enough for Arinze to hear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ok Arinze WE... as in Suni and I...are going to GO now... like OFF the phone? Ya dig?"&lt;/i&gt; I heard laughter so I figured he did.&lt;i&gt; "Suni say bye."&lt;/i&gt; she was pouting and giving me death looks... &lt;i&gt;"SAY BYE OR I'LL CLICK OFF O"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"Bye babe.. Ill call you after this bug is out of my house."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"Ya ya whatever.. bye Arinze."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;We both heard him say bye...I clicked off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Now we could resume our bonding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-4366949301093402058?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/4366949301093402058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=4366949301093402058' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/4366949301093402058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/4366949301093402058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/07/s2-w16-w17-how-friendship-operates.html' title='S2. W16 - Making amends...'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-5661885923953627729</id><published>2010-06-14T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T09:51:46.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S2. W15. Ignorance is Bliss II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didn't call her.  Should I have texted? Hopefully she wasn't busy. I rang her bell. What time was it sef? 1 am. Eh she was awake jo. I rang the bell again.  My phone also rang at that point. I knew it was Shafa, so I didn't pick. I ignored the call and proceeded to call Ronke. It was creepy standing outside someone's house in the dark at like freaking 1am in the morning.  She picked on the 5th ring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"He-llo?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I guess she was asleep. Not shagging or something gross like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ronke its Yale, abeg can open your door, I'm outside..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why...?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;She must have been fumbling around for a clock because she ranted off..."Dude its flipping 1am!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ehen? Please I'm creeping out here, can you hurry"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Oh-h-h-h"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; through her grumbling I heard rustling of sheets. Thank God, she was coming out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sorry... sorry...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;My phone rang immediately I hung up. It was Shafa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ronke,Yale is coming to your crib."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Stale gist.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"See .....don't be..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;he trailed off.  Oh.... HAHA! he was worried I was going to tattle tale. Expose him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Don't be what sweety?"&lt;/i&gt; I batted my eyelids, not that he could see how sweet I meant to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm serious Ronke, she's mad, and she .... she can do without the extra drama."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Shafa baby, I might be a trouble maker but I'm not stupid. Contrary to what you might believe, I am not...." &lt;/i&gt;I tried to think of the right phrase...&lt;i&gt;"I am not looking to ruin your relationship. I actually want you guys to get together or whatever. What I want from you is very ...different."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I heard a beep coming in. Yale was calling back. &lt;i&gt;"See, I have to go. I wont burn your cable cause that would automatically burn mine. So you can calm down. We'll talk later I hope. Stay sexy" I &lt;/i&gt;had reached the door as I clicked off. I opened it. "Spoil my doorbell o"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;She bundled inside like something was chasing her.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "It sooo scary out there, why don't you guys have street lights or something??"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  We hugged briefly after she had settled down and I had locked the door again. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey.."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hiya"&lt;/i&gt; I noticed she had an overnight bag. She dropped it on the floor and went to straight the kitchen. Opened the fridge. I trailed lazily after her turning on the lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I see you haven't gone grocery shopping yet." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;her head was in the fridge, she was moving things around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The effects of rats in the house" &lt;/i&gt;I thought about Robert and absentmindedly touched my healing eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ah Ah! Did you fall or something?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Yale was in front of me peering into my face and scrutinizing the eye. It was still a little bit swollen and tender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Er.. Kinda..." &lt;/i&gt;I moved away from her staring and went to see what I could get for her. "I walked into the wall."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Genius."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; The eye wasn't that bad, so when I knew my excuse wasn't too left field because she believed it. I yawned and scratched my butt.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Ew Ronke! Manners....??"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Is it not my house.. abeg jo...Theres some bread, want scrambled?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Eh.. no I guess." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;She walked to the living room. I shut the fridge and followed her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So what's with the late night random visit?" &lt;/i&gt;I leaned against the wall  of the entrance to the living room. &lt;i&gt;"The random OVERNIGHT planned visit?"&lt;/i&gt; I eyed her bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;She had flopped down on the couch. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;" Nothing, I just miss you."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually burst out laughing.  &lt;i&gt;"And Beyonce is my blood sister." &lt;/i&gt;She smiled  sheepishly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I just needed to not be in my house.. and I swear I did miss you. Haven't chilled full out with you in a  while and  yea..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Right Yale.." &lt;/i&gt;I walked to her and sat down beside her. "&lt;i&gt;Are you ok at least?" &lt;/i&gt;She seemed relieved I didn't ask for details. I wonder how she'd feel that I already knew what she wasn't trying to share.. Eya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yes... thanks... I know you're tired, I'll just crash on the couch.."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So that your mommy will come and say I'm suffering her child, and then tell me mommy and then I get shit? Hell no.. come and sleep in the room." &lt;/i&gt;I hugged her&lt;i&gt; "Whatever it is that's making you run from your house, It'll cool down. They always do..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;She hugged me back, quite tightly. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Thanks so much jo."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Anytime cuz...Oya... I'm off to bed, wake me if you need anything and PLEASE do not sleep on the couch." &lt;/i&gt;I walked back to the room. I knew she wasn't going to come to sleep for a while. I opened my phone to send a text.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"She's fine, cause I know you'd want to know. So.. we can do dinner tomorrow?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: justify;"&gt;This wasn't black mail I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I had to wake up to pee. I must've slept walked, because by the time I thought to act on the urge I was already on the toilet. I didn't notice Arinze was up until I sluggishly walked back to my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh! You're awake..."&lt;/i&gt; He was on his laptop in his bed. He smiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Morning."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;Why was he awake?? I looked for the night stand clock. It read 6:30am. &lt;i&gt;"Why?" &lt;/i&gt;He laughed out loud at my disbelief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Work, Routine, Habit"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I walked around to him. Sat on the far end of the bed, near his feet. &lt;i&gt;"That sucks."&lt;/i&gt; An unstoppable yawn came through. &lt;i&gt;"Cause sleep, to me, seems so...necesarry for me these days."&lt;/i&gt; He was still staring and smiling at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You look pretty"&lt;/b&gt; He cocked his head to the side as if to look further. &lt;b&gt;"Adorable."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I blush-laughed. &lt;i&gt;"Ya right" &lt;/i&gt;Instinctively I touched my head. My high ponytail was loose. I ran my hand over my face. Wiped mouth just incase I had some sleep drip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm serious...."&lt;/b&gt; He put his laptop down. Moved towards me. I didn't go anywhere. &lt;b&gt;"Your face is stunning." &lt;/b&gt;He paused for a second before he touched me. When I didn't move he touched me.  "&lt;b&gt;Some serious heart breaking asset you have here hottie." &lt;/b&gt;He was close now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Thanks"&lt;/i&gt; I know I mumbled. It wasn't because I was shy. But because, I know my morning breath IS stunning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;He laughed . &lt;b&gt;"Morning again?"&lt;/b&gt; And this time he leaned in MEGA close. Noooo! I slapped my hand to my mouth and mumbled. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Morning"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He laughed really hard this time. I loved the way his featured lit up when he laughed hard. Like his eyes crinkled to almost slits and he had these veins that popped out on his neck on the right side......... I smacked him and ran to my bed. Safe distance was needed.  He slipped out of his bed absolutely unashamed of his boxer briefs which fit sinfully well. Dark Blue.....mmm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Still want to catch some zzz's?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I still felt groggy even though parts of my body were wide awake now. &lt;i&gt;"Maybe I should...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'll wake you in 2 hours?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I had already crawled back under the sheets. &lt;i&gt;"Sounds groovy..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Alright ...I think I'll go to the gym then."&lt;/b&gt; He was digging through his bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"K..." &lt;/i&gt;I watched him as he got dressed. It wasn't awkward. It was just... comfortable ...appealing. I watched him get ready and he watched me watch him. He kept smiling, like he knew what I was thinking. If this man  knew what I was thinking ehn? I smiled back. &lt;i&gt;"I probably should exercise too right?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Would be good to start, keep yourself healthy"&lt;/b&gt; He was ready in no time. He walked to the side of my bed and sat down. &lt;b&gt;"I'm really happy you came. Even though you're sleeping all the time away!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oh!" I felt hurt, it wasn't my fault I was always tired. &lt;i&gt;"No fair!"&lt;/i&gt; He smiled at my petulant grumble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Just pulling your legs."&lt;/b&gt; He got up and adjusted his joggers&lt;b&gt; "I do hope we get to go out today though."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We will... "&lt;/i&gt; He leaned down and kissed my forehead quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Rest well hun...Call me if anything" &lt;/b&gt;He strolled away before I could think anything of it. I nodded back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Please lock the door...."&lt;/i&gt; I smiled shyly, we have to safe though!&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;He laughed.. &lt;b&gt;"Yes madam"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he left I didn't fall asleep immediately as I thought I would. My mind drifted off though, so I was...kind of sleeping I guess. I remembered the moment when I walked out of the bathroom and noticed Arinze looking at me. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;I mean Suni this isn't neuroscience. You want the guy, the guy wants you. It is a very black and white situation here. Its not like I'm still attached to Toba or anything.&lt;/i&gt; I remembered Toba. I wondered how he was. As much as I tried to hate him, I still felt a pang of worry. I had called him before I left for vegas.&amp;nbsp; Kept the conversation brief, but his attitude was even abrupt. He promised to call me back when I got back in town. He made it clear I should not call him. I had given him major attitude and was like&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Why the hell would I be calling YOU?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;but I guess he already knew I really would get worried and want to call. Like now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;When baby is born I wonder if he's actually WANT to see her...or if he'd be too scared that his "cult fathers" would know and find me and kidnap me and kill my baby and share my body parts. Like seriously!! What a load of horse doo doo!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I got restless and turned on my side. I felt a dull pain in my lower abdomen. It felt better when I laid on my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;I wont collect child support or anything. I'm not a charity case abeg.&lt;/i&gt; I thought about if he would want visitation rights. I'd let him see baby as much as he wants. My mind drifted to Arinze. I wonder if he would stick around. The physical tension was growing thicker my second. I bet you it'd be worse when he came back! He seemed to genuinely like me.. and he just got to me. Apart from his "take me now" looks, he was pretty cool. Focused...He was financially comfortable...At least I know I wont starve under his clock....And he's really.... supportive in regards to baby. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;I don't know.. I really don't want to give it all up and then he'd all of a sudden dip set. But wont that make him really perverted, if he was really only looking to chyke a pregnant woman? No string attached?&lt;/span&gt; Just to know that in his life he's done a pregnant woman. Sicko!!!&lt;/i&gt; The possibility made me mad! I took a deep breath. Only time will tell.&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;'ll wait it out. See how things go after Vegas. I really need to try and control&amp;nbsp; my hormones. I'm almost at the end of my first trimester and I am all over the place. The simplest things turn me on. Oh God help me o!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind drifted to baby as I felt another slight cramp. My hand was already on my belly.My doctors appointment was as soon as we got back.&amp;nbsp; And the need to shop. I was naturally small but yes I was getting the "bump" now. It was a bit more pronounced. I thought about the designs I had been working on in my spare time. I had to pass them off to the tailor soon, before I had no clothes to wear, but in the mean time. Shopping Alert! Which reminded me of Yale... I missed her. I was used to talking to her everyday. I picked up my phone and called.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"God Mother how far?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Suni?"&lt;/b&gt; Rustling of sheets or whatever. Yes I woke her up. Why should I suffer being awake early alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Heyyy.. are you ok?"&lt;/b&gt; He voice changed. Typical Yale, always worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yea I'm fine. just lying in bed, craving a man I'm not sure I should have, thinking of my baby daddy's whereabouts, and wanting to shop cause I'm becoming a fat so. Story of my life."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed... &lt;b&gt;"Aww.. pele. How's baby?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Fine.. I'm having slight cramps, but I read that's normal."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hmm... better let dokita know o..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Abeg jo... Its not that serious. How are you?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Men... Suni..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ahhh I sense gist. You never fail me...ok spill what happened?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed again but I could now hear the weirdness..&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;"Shafa and I had a... small argument.."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Arguments are healthy.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I know.. but this one..like ok... Toba called him and they were having whisper talks and I kind of eavesdropped on their convo and I was like all... what's that about-"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What's what about?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Like he said something about helping him settle stuff if he had known before and I was like.. ah ah... caules I wont like Suni I'm a bit uncomfortable...Like what if Shafa is like part of this cult stuff..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh please...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No for real....hes just so dodgy then he got all defensive when I confronted him turning it on me talking smack about eavesdropping, why wont I? Am I stranger that he now has to to take called privately. Like seriously this is my supposed fiance. Any ways... I got mad and left... but you're not here to run to so I'm at Ronkes..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ronke??" &lt;/i&gt;I couldn't hide my disbelief. That girl rubbed me the wrong way. I only tolerated her because of Yale... she was just so...wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yea... anyway's.... I'm just sad. Abeg hurry and come back so we can do therapy shopping."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed, but I was kind of.. I guess its nothing.&lt;i&gt; "For sure.. We'll be on our way back tomorrow night."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Mhmmnmmnn.."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a leg cramp...&lt;i&gt;"Yale let me go, I need to walk around,&amp;nbsp; legs cramping from too much sleeping. Abeg before I paralyze finish"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok.. kiss my baby and run your hands over Arinze's chest for me.."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ewo! See this adulterer!"&lt;/i&gt; We both laughed..&lt;i&gt;."Yale ...we'll talk when I get back but don't sweat it and don't be stubborn k...Shafa's a good guy...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Maybe..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"He is..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We'll see...kk bye. Love ya"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Love ya.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat up and wiggled my toes... my leg cramp started to ease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;So that's why she ran to my house? See me thinking she had found my text messages or something. Me sef I can worry sometimes. I walked into the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You're awake."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yesso, slept like a dog men"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mhmnm kicked like one too!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Oh shuttup! You kicked me tooo!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I made omlettes if your hungry."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I hope you won't poison me...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Haba I can cook now!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;She started laughing &lt;b&gt;"I know I know...k I'll be out in a bit let me brush at least"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;My phone buzzed.&amp;nbsp; Text message from my baby. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey ill treat you to dinner another time for real, Today's not a good day."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Ha! see this joker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;I sped texted him back &lt;i&gt;"Why?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Tied up with many things and if Yale comes back today, I'll be spending the rest of the evening groveling..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hmn. This guy wan try me sha. If not because I have Jesus in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ok...we'll do it another time."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Patience is a virtue I'm lucky to have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-5661885923953627729?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/5661885923953627729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=5661885923953627729' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/5661885923953627729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/5661885923953627729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/06/s2-w15-ignorance-is-bliss-ii.html' title='S2. W15. Ignorance is Bliss II'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-9204862102250822936</id><published>2010-05-26T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T09:52:20.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S2. W14. Ex-Factor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a double bed suite. So we weren't FORCED to sleep in the same bed. Which is good you know. Cause you know...ya would've been a bad idea. &lt;i&gt;"That was an amazing evening Arinze!"&lt;/i&gt; I know I had already told him that, but just to break the silence, I repeated it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ya it was a good night." &lt;/b&gt;He had loosened his bow-tie so he was busy untying his left shoe on one foot. He kicked if off to the side. The other one came shortly after. Well it was safe to say he wasn't the neatest person on earth because he took off the bow-tie and just dropped it on love-seat. He grabbed the remote and plopped down on a bed that I assumed was his since his suitcase was on it and ... ya it was his bed. He patted the space beside him. &lt;b&gt;"Come..." &lt;/b&gt;I sat down beside him and he draped his hand over me and continued flipping through guide. "&lt;b&gt;Wanna do a movie?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well if its one to lull me to sleep finally then yes. But then again why pay for something I wont even watch"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"True true. Soccer it is." &lt;/b&gt;I laughed because I'm sure he expected a protest or something little did he know I was a little soccer head myself. The game excited me, and even more hot men that got excited by the game so heyy... When I didn't protest he picked up &lt;b&gt;"Oh you like soccer???"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"D'uhh....." &lt;/i&gt;He nodded in approval.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;I stood up to go find my stuff to get ready to pass out. I could already feel the blanket of fatigue looming over my head. If i didn't prep now I would just fall asleep as is.&amp;nbsp; I had packed VERY normal clothing. T-shirt, sweatpants simple. No bum shorts or extra big tee. I wasn't trying to be sexy here, before they come and say Suni did.... Abeg o! I found my traveling bag and pj's and I headed to the bathroom. You know when you know someone is watching you with the corner of their eye?&amp;nbsp; And the back of your head starts scratching you? E hen? That's how I felt as I entered the bathroom. I wonder if he thinks Ill come out with lingerie or something movie-ish like that. I giggled at the thought of me coming out in red hot lingerie and fluffy cuffs and saying &lt;i&gt;"Ready for me baby!". &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Share the joke?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My hand flew to my mouth. Was the laugh loud? Oops "&lt;i&gt;Errr nothing..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;My blackberry buzzed. Before I even checked I knew it was Q.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Dnt. hurt. my. phone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Answerr mee!! How.was.it.?.?.?.?.?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"A.m.a.z.i.n.g.! You shud've been."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"But you refused to take me, ur chasing all the ladies. Im the only that can mke you happyy!! lol"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lol! Im sure you are. At least Im not trying to shag my fellow doctor!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ohh low blow..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Anyways.....tell me everything!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Mannn...Q Im tiyuuurrddd... My hands can barely type"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Are you busy??? Ewww OMG.. you guys are doing it!!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"LMAO! ...if I were doing it, I wouldn't be texting you...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Not if shes as skilled as me in holding your attention and I highly doubt that."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lol, she seems to have skills..." The tap shut off in the washroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh no! You've kissed her?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Well...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Z!!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"HAHA! Relax....... I'm still working my way..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;The door opened and Suni came out. Damn she was fine. She had her hair up in a very high bun.. almost like a unicorn. Her shirt was loose. But I could see the imprint of her nipples. I looked back at her face.&amp;nbsp; She looked so cute. My phone vibrated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I think I'm sleep walking." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;She collapsed face first into her bed. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When would this never ending fatigue sto-oop?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/b&gt; her words were muffled into the bed cause her face was buried in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"You'll get used to it.." she raised her head at that point. My phone vibrated again. Her eyes darted to the phone for a split second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Used to it. Meaning technically its never going away."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;I smiled sheepishly. She dropped her head back into the bed. My phone vibrated again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Might be an emergency."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"What?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;She sluggishly sat up and pulled the covers back. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Your BB, it might be an emergency."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; She crawled under.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oh no!" I fiddled with it and clicked a few buttons so the red light would stop blinking. I switched it to silent. I didn't even bother reading Q's rant. "Its just my peoples checking on me. They wanna know how the event went etc..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;She was tucked in with the covers up to her chin. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Awww... how cute. All you crackberriens. Always in touch."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"haha, Its not even like that."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Mhmmmnn...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;We smiled at each other. The silence crept in again. Its weird. I hated AND liked it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What are you thinking?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;We were still looking at each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"How the silence is weird but nice." She smiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Odd... me too..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"I guess we are soul mates then. Lets get married."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;We both burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;She must've fallen asleep when I was in the washroom. Cause when I came out, she was passed out. She hadn't moved an inch from the position she crashed in. Blanket was still at her chin.&amp;nbsp; I tiptoed to my bed, not that I thought the sound of my feet on the carpeted floor would wake her.&amp;nbsp; I saw my phone blinking again. I finally decided to read what drama queen was saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Don't work on anything. Make sure shes clean."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I cant believe I haven't met this girl!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What does she look like? Is she as cute as moi? ;)"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You're ignoring me right?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Stop ignoring meeeeeeee"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Z!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Z!!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"ARINZE CHUKWUEMEKA THOMAS NDANI!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Fine don't answer me :("&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm going to bed!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"DON'T MSG ME! I'M BUSY!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;I just had to smile. What in the world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Relax tho! I'm here....;)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Was in the washroom."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;I knew she had seen my msg. It had the little "r" beside it. I crawled into bed and waited for her to answer me. She will. She always does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Stupid boy. I said I'm busy."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Right...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm serious..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"I'm sure you can squeeze 5mins to talk to your favorite boy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ya right, but you cant find 1 minuted to answer me. Z, I'm going to bed now."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ok ok ok, sorrryyyyyy..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Get losttt."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Honey...Sugar....Tulip.....Sexxyyy mami....smile for meeeee"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Lol...shhh your messing up my front"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"K im sorry for real. Wassup with you tho?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Now u wanna kno.Oh by the way ur mom, she said call her asap."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oh you talked to her? Shoot I should call her... whats happening?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You not calling her is wats happening. Her car broke down again."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Man, I told her to get that car to the garage."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Z, shes not gonna be running to any garage you kno this. She wants you to help her. and you should.. anyways that aside, call her. Oh guess who I ran into at your moms?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Please don't tell me Aunty Felicia was there again??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yupppppp and she was DRUNNKKKKK! Beyond words... gosh I wish you were there to see it. Tooo funny."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"She needs help!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No kidding....."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hows your lover boy?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"*rolls eyes* Hes not mine ......yet Lol!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Q I have told you to leave the boy alone.He's got a girl."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I know... but hes sooo finneee...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"And so are you...Look, I have a couple of friends..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Dude.. the last time you tried to hook me up with one of your "Doctor" friends things didnt jump off!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Soo Tony was a bad idea..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"VERY BAD! Ewww.. The thought alone..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"He's rich...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Money cant buy my love."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Mhmn..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"How about Shane, the pediatrician?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fire head?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lol...yea the red head. Hes cute no?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"LOL... Thank God you are not a female. I would've committed suicide from your taste. ER NO! Next!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Brandon? Jamaican Nurse?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"HAHAH your killing me. Me no wan no dread"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lol.. you got jokes...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Lol"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ill find someone. Whos SINGLE."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sure buddy. Lol, but until then Im going to get my man."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hes not urs Q"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh, just gimme time."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It frustrated me she was trying to break a relationship for selfish reasons. I mean, shes an amazing girl. With exceptional features.She really didn't have to resort to stealing another woman's man.I stifled a yawn. I looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand. 2:30am. Man I really need to sleep. I wonder what Suni would wanna do tomorrow. I had a couple of phone meetings in the morning, but we were free right after. I should take her to a movie or something. Hell I haven't been in a theater myself for a while. Last time I went was with Q.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"K Im gonna go to bed..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hope its a different one from heifer."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Dont call her that."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wateva!! *sulk*"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why cant I move on like you? I cant find another guy that's better than you. They all fall short. MISERABLY"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;Damn. I hated it when she got like this. "You will....I promise."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Dont make promises you cant keep."&lt;/i&gt; I had nothing to say to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sweet dreams babe. Love you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Love u too hun, would call you soon."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Right. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Call your moms."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"For sure."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Nite. xx"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;"xx"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;My phone rang. Jackie's name showed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hey wassup?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Im bored wanna go grab a drink?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Er.....not really."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Please I'll buy"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I looked at my watch it was 12:30. Yale wasnt back from "grabbing her stuff". I hadn't called her yet cause I know she was pissed off. But so was I. I was going to wait till 1 to call her and find out if she was coming back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Nah I cant tonight Jackie. I'm kinda tied up here. Rain check?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Poowee....." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she paused for a bit.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Hows Yale?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Shes fine....shes fine."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok, see you at work tomorrow then."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ok...Nite.. I owe you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Mhmmn.."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;Where was Yale ? I called her. She picked on the first ring. "You coming back?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Why?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Cause I don't wanna"&lt;/b&gt; She sounded detached. I hated when she did that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Look Im sorry for snapping at you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Its cool, I eavesdropped, I shouldn't have. My bad."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Can you come back?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Shafa, I don't want to. I wont be good company anyways. My moods already left field. I'll come by tomorrow."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Where are you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Er....on my way to Ronke's"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"For what?" My voice rose a bit. I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Cause I don't wanna stay home alone. Suni's not here."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Then come here... babe I'm sorry for real."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;She sighed. Normally that meant she was coming around. I guess not this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Tomorrow. K I'm there. Would holla later. Love you."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;Shit. "Babe..." but she had already dropped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: justify;"&gt;God knows what trouble Ronke is gonna start this night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-9204862102250822936?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/9204862102250822936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=9204862102250822936' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/9204862102250822936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/9204862102250822936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/05/s2-w14-ex-factor.html' title='S2. W14. Ex-Factor'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-8326920760180698915</id><published>2010-05-11T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T09:53:39.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S2 W13. Moving On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He had fallen asleep on my shoulder. His head was quiet heavy sha.... I peered out the window and tried to make sense of the abstract jumble of clouds. I could see....a pointing hand. Towards... VEGAS! Ha!! I laughed... it must have been out loud because Arinze stirred. Oops. I swear it was before I realized it, but I had reached to stroke his head...Immediately I realized... I stopped. My hand fell back down to my belly. It was hard and I swear bigger than it was...before. It still shocked me sometimes that I was a mother to be. Sometimes I would wake up forgetting that I was pregnant. I really wonder what she would look like. I'm so sure baby's a she. Call it "mother intuition". The air hostess walked down our aisle, I had noticed her preying eyes when we entered the plane ...2-3 hours ago? But I ensured that burning feeling of jealousy was repressed because Arinze was NOT my man. But it does make me burst with pride that he hadn't even given her a second glance. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;A pang of hunger hit me. I stared down at the tray in front of me which already held about 3 packets of nuts. I hated nuts. But gaddamit these ones were divine. and they were keeping my growling tummy in check. I waved to the wanton hostess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;Did this heifer just ignore me? She walked in the opposite direction. What a trick! hiss.... I dipped my finger into the empty packet and swiped for the salty residue on the inside of the wrapper. Mmmmnn..so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;Arinze stirred and woke up. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hungry?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; He stretched....and I mean, its not like I was watching for it or anything but the crisp white shirt and the whole muscle pushing against. It was quite... sexy. I looked back at his face as I licked the rest of the salt off my fore finger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Your hostess groupie won't answer me." I faked a baby pout. "I'm reaaaallllllyyyyy hungry"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He laughed...&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"My groupie eh..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"No kidding ... I'm sure if you just breathe in her direction she would come"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Is everything ok Sir? Would you like a drink?" &lt;/i&gt;Ah ah... I didn't even know when she crept up behind us. Arinze laughed again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He put on a charming smile. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yes please and can you get us a couple more of the peanuts?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes sir"&lt;/i&gt; She pasted her "come hither" smile. She had really nice teeth though. I got to give her that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;I spoke up "Thanks" as she walked to attend to our request. She didn't even acknowledge me. "I really should carry you around if I want swift service." I nudged him with my elbow and dropped the cleaned out packet back on the tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'll be happy to oblige"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; he was still smiling to himself as he rubbed his eyes off sleep. He squinted and looked at me sideways. Cause his eyes are gray it was almost as if he had no eyes...&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Are you OK though?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Me?" I looked away and adjusted my seating position. "Im great...! While you were in dreamland I was relaxing and watching a movie..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Oh which one?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; He looked at my screen but it was showing the flight route. I looked too. Seems like we had another hour to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Princess and the Frog"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Are you kidding me?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; He seemed amused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"What's wrong? Its an AWESOME movie thoughh" Cartoons are the business, Disney cartoons for that matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He laughed again &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Your a character..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;For the rest of the flight we sat and had idle talk. We tuned in to transformers 2 on his screen and sort of kind of watched. He let me eat most of the peanuts but I tried to share. I noticed very little things about him. How his ears shifted back a bit when he laughed or opened his eyes real hard. Or that he had a vein that popped out, only a bit though, not in a freakishly gross manner. A vein popped out on his temple when he cocked his eyebrow. Which he did often, which every time he did, I just wanted to......sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He spoke so highly of his family too.&amp;nbsp; He had a younger brother,by only 11 months. They were practically twins. Everything he spoke about somehow tied back to Ike. He called him Ike.&amp;nbsp; Like.. Aike Not... EYE-Kay, Not...E-Kay. It made me wonder how long he had been away from Nigeria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We moved here when I was 2years old. Went back home a couple of times... but haven't been back home for years now.........."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"No kidding, you call your brother Aike." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"But that's his name ...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"EYE Kay.... E Kay!! You're saying Aike. Oyinbo pepe!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I grabbed the last peanut from the last bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Abeg leave me joo" I cracked up even harder cause the way he said it just sounded wrong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;Arinze was very likable. Charming is the word actually. So the brother isn't African to the core, but it would be fun hearing him try. He told me&amp;nbsp; about the conference we were heading too, he let me know I wasn't obligated to follow him to all the boring talks and if I wanted to just chill in the hotel or go shopping or whatever I was free too. He seemed excited about speaking at the congress. He was going to be the youngest doctor to speak this year and he was focusing his speech on the importance of continuing research on final thesis'. Basically encouraging doctors to further their final thesis and not just leave it hanging.&amp;nbsp; I didn't care one bit for all this medical jargon. I just enjoyed the way he spoke. Enjoyed the excitement on his face when he spoke about what he ...spoke about. So I just... listened?&amp;nbsp; I think he was smart enough to know not to ask me any quizzing questions about what he just said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It's going to be fun... and we get to go out on Friday night..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I saw he seemed to watch me closer to see if I would be excited for going out in Vegas, maybe he was trying to understand my personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Hmmm... Dokita... I don't know if it's responsible for you to go out in Vegas.. cause you know.... What happens in Vegas..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sooooo you're not the going out kind?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"I go out every now and then, but Ive heard gory stories of nights in Vegas... dude haven't you watched Hangover?" I was gauging him too, was he the kind of guy who wanted to go out but never did, or was he asking only because he thought I'd be interested?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Haha, I'm responsible, but I think we can both have some fun... So...We'll see though... Just make sure you have a great time!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;The pilot announced our decent into McCarran International.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;Ugh, I hate this part. I held on tight to handle and closed my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I felt Arinze's hand cover mine. And I smiled, without opening my eyes... I already felt bet&lt;/span&gt;ter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you spoken to Toba lately?" I was flipping through a bridal magazine. Shafa was on his laptop. TV was on CNN, but it was on mute. I hate watching CNN with sound. I think the images are loud enough most times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Nah... why?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dunno, you guys seemed to be a lot closer before"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yea man...." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;he stopped typing for a bit.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Hard to believe this Suni drama thing paused things."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For real? That was the cause eh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ya.... he's recluse now I swear, doesn't talk to nobody."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Messed up situation I find, the guy was always... I dunno... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Man he's my boy no doubt, but kai.... bro needs to get his shit together. I hope he pulls through though....I should call him" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He had already pulled out his phone. I smiled... men had weird relationships. I bookmarked the page of this gown I saw. Not the best Ive seen so far, but it was cheaper.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Toba how far now... na Shafa." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;he stretched and put his hand behind his head. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"My guy I never hear from you, 2 months almost reach, hope say they never kidnap you sha?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He laughed at whatever it was Toba said. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No now... I been tink say you too busy for boys now..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He laughed again.&amp;nbsp; They chit chatted for another five minutes about nothing. I had actually started to tune out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Wetin?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Shafa sat up a bit. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Get the fuckoutta here... You're lying?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He looked a t me for a split second then stood up...&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yo, are you sure?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He gave me the "gimme a minute" finger and walked towards the bedroom saying "Mhmm...mhmm". What was THAT about? I was tempted to walk after him and eaves drop when my phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Guess who's soaking in a scented bubble bath?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed "You're not serious, is it nonsense soapy water you want to use to make me jealous?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We landed safely o, just wanted to let you know...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks.....Hope the doctor is TREATING you well." I put well known emphasis on the treating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ya, I'm feeling HEALED already!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; we both laughed at our corniness.&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;"Hows the fiance?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I blushed. "Hes fine... talking to-" I paused before finishing. For some reason, I didn't think divulging that information was necessary "-someone on the phone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Eya greet him o, and tell him to ensure that you don't make me wear an ugly dress as chief's bridesmaid. Its one thing that I'll be heavily pregnant, its another that you'd make me look schupid!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Habbbaa Suni.... I gatchur back men!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mentioned she had to round up and start getting ready for the conference thingy they were there for. We said our goodbyes and I clicked off. Shafa was still in the room. I could hear his voice. Whispering, but still audible. I tiptoed to the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"...fit say na before you talk this thing, we for settle am." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He paused to listen. I did the same. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Well just keep me posted for real. Yo let me dip...the wifey would start looking for me." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Pause. Laugh. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Thanks men... Thanks...Aii... take care. Aii.. Bye".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I folded my hand and waited for him to open the door. He did and was startled. Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hows he?" I pasted on a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"He's fine.... were you standing here the whole time?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why? Secret talks?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Nah, its just.. why would you be eavesdropping?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why would you be having private conversations...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok, we are answering questions with questions now ba..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He slipped his phone back in his pocket and walked around me back into the living room. I followed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what's to settle?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What. Is. To. Settle?" Maybe enunciating each word would bring clarity to the question. He stared back at me. I could tell he was getting mad cause his upper lip twitched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yale... for real. Its one thing that you're creeping to listen to my conversations like a freaking spy its another to start hustling me over it."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; He glared at me then turned to the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't say anymore for a bit. I sat back down and stared at him until he got uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"When your eye starts to pain you will look away"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; He got up and walked to the kitchen. I followed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yale what?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you hiding from me Shafa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Nothing...Toba and I were just catching up."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then whats there to settle? I heard you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Next time you want to eavesdrop do it well and not half assed then start making a whole drama out of the whole thing. He says he's trying to lock down some deals with some marketing firms and his creative lead messed up. He's in a bind. Ok?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't believe him. And I know he knew this. "Ok." I walked back to the living room to pack my magazine and my keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Need to run by my house to grab my stuff, would be back soon. Need anything?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Later then..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"You were amazinggg!!" I hugged him again as we got into the cab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Eh...." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;he joking brushed imaginary dirt off his shoulder. we both laughed. He told the driver the address of the hotel and we started making our way back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"I had fun!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Really? It wasn't too .....doctory for you?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"What cause I'm a designer you think I'm too dumb to grasp medical concepts." In my case, that WAS the case, but that was not the case now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Noooo... alright, I'm glad you had fun for real. What do you want to do now though?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"SLEEP!" I was soooo tired. I really hoped he hadn't want to go out.."Did you want to go out?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No no... Im pretty tired myself... Kinda hungry though, would you mind if I order take out? nothing puts you off yet right?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; He meant appetite wise. I hadn't encountered anything yet. I was just a gredger now. I remember the peanuts from the plane. Ugh... should have packed some when we left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Nahhh...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He draped his arm around me and we enjoyed the strip. we were quiet for a while then he asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You never really talk about the father...." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I tensed a bit and he must have felt it...he squeezed my shoulder &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm just wondering why?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"He's nothing to talk about."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He didn't reply for a bit. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You guys dated?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;I know he didn't mean it in a rude way, but I was insulted. "You think I would just sleep with a random man?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No....."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; he squeezed my shoulder again &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sorry."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;We said nothing for the rest of the ride to the hotel. When the driver dropped us I turned to Arinze. "Can we walk a bit?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He looked tired...&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sure...are you ok to walk though?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Yes Doctor." I smiled. We started. People around were either drunk or...getting there. There were a bunch of adolescents yelling on the other side of the streets. The streets were alive and bright. I slipped my hands into his."We dated for 6 months. He proposed...I got pregnant...he told me to get rid of it...we ended." I wanted this short version to be enough information for him. I knew it wouldn't but ....I just wished anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why did he want you to get rid of it..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"You wouldn't believe.. hell I didn't myself."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Try me..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"He was a part of a cult... secret society... said my baby was for the,"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No wayyyyyy"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Yes way.....freaky huh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"He was for real?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Yup."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Wow..............." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He pulled me closer and we walked a bit more...after a while we decided to start making our way back &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Did you love him?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" another question thrown out at a random time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"I love my baby more."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So Yes."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;"I'm beginning to realize that wasn't love Arinze."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;He didn't say anything to that...and I didn't feel the need to...keep on talking. So for the rest of the walk back to the hotel. We just... walked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;It was beautiful out here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So you want to marry you wont tell me?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Ronke sounded hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What in the world, how did you know??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Am I not a professional gist finder. Abegi....that's not the point!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow... you never cease to amaze me sha.. but for real, Who told you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Look forget that one.. Am I going to be on the train? I better be o, if not I wont feature your wedding on my blog."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohhh blogger queen do not deny me off that privilege" Sarcasm always worked with Ronke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ediiiaatt! So Shafa finally stopped deceiving himself and decided to propose. Wondersssss...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ill take that as a congratulations. Thanks?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You are welcome sha. Anyways I'm happy for you."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks...and eya you'll be on the train for sure..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Cool...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ronke...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yea?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you wait for me to tell the fam before you start spreading the news.. cause you know how you are now..." I could literally HEAR her roll her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yea yea... so you're sure Shafa is the one...?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah ahn what kind of question is that of course I'm sure...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm just wondering now... cause remember how he did before now... leaving like that. God knows if he'll get cold feet again."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O...k? "Im sure about him.. and I believe he's sure about me if not he shouldn't have asked."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"True True... anyways you've caught a good one o... yaaayy!!! One of us is getting HOOKED! Cant wait for preparations to start.. have you chosen colors?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed cause her excitement was contagious. Mine kicked in automatically. "Nooo.. shit is the hardest thing! Will be doing soo soon enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"When's the date sef?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Er.... we haven't picked a date, but probably in a couple of months... 4 - 6?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok o.. sha Im coming by your place later this weekend we shall gist and prep well. Make sure of my connections!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure sure... kk take care ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That. That was awkward ....what? Anyways sha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Well Ronkus baby. You heard your cousin. 4 to 6 months. I'm sure you can clear your head by then. I dialed Shafa's number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hello?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;"Shafa....? Oh sorry meant to dial someone else. How far?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ronke?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I mhmned back.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Oh...ok that's cool. I'm fine..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;"Alrighty,&amp;nbsp; later."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;I clicked off. I just needed to hear his voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;It went bad. Bad in the sense good results weren't going to come out of this visit. if ti wasn't cut short. They wanted Suni, I claimed&amp;nbsp; we had ended it SINCE. They didn't believe. Dad managed however to convince them that if Suni was the one then he would have known. He mentioned to me later this would be thoroughly questioned and might drag on. He suggested we make our way back home where things were better controlled. That was the decision.. Dad and I were going go back to Nigeria. Besides, he said, He never wanted to die or get buried in this foreign land. And he was sure his time was near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;For safety reasons I can't contact Suni, or Yale, as those two are inseparable. Shafa is a no no too as his mind has been turned by Yale...Ah wells. It was all for the best anyways. This was for the best. I'm so sorry Suni baby. I'm........I wish this wasn't the case with us. You deserved better. I hope you get better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I thought of how my unborn child would look. If it would have any of my features. I hoped not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I wondered if Suni would miss me. If she would even notice I was gone. I hoped even harder that that won't be the case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;This is for the best Toba, this is THE best solution. Dad and I would leave this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-8326920760180698915?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/8326920760180698915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=8326920760180698915' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/8326920760180698915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/8326920760180698915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/05/s2-w13-moving-on.html' title='S2 W13. Moving On...'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-5785931222478159889</id><published>2010-04-25T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T07:32:48.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S2 W12.  Guilty Pleasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excerpt via BetaBabe author of "Scribes from underneath the Sheets"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;".............What you guys don't seem to understand is that me and BetaButta's relationship cant ever really just.. go away. We literally have to NOT see each other for that to happen. We are forever bound in our physical attraction. That being said... Not seeing each other is quite impossible. The situation is tres sticky.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The thing about undercover loving is that it has to stay underneath the covers... sometimes it gets too explosive to remain there you know.. *giggle*.I know he loves his girl and hell I'll love my man when I find him, but we both know what we got going on beneath those silk sheets can NEVER be replaced... everything that comes after would be...... second to this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He knows this. I know this. We're good. ..............."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;***************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Suni....." I know It was late, she was pregnant, I was excited,&amp;nbsp; she was tired, but WHO CARES! I had to share. "Akusuni Bello Wake the HELL Up!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yale I swear to God...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure sure... Guess whatttttt??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You're about to jump into the river for waking me up?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a hint of glee laced her groggy voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"You wish... Shafa proposed." I hear her sit up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Shut. Up!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ne.Ver.!" I broke into giggles. I was giddy with love men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"When howw????"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yo Suni... Shafa is just.. toooo maaaddd. He like coooked forrr meee " I went on my air head relation of how his proposal went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Wow.... that's mega cuteee..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I could hear her sigh...&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So-ooo how big is the rock?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Rock ke? He proposed with MOUTH.. "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ah see error..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No now..." I laughed again relaying my reaction when I realized I was ring-less "He wants me to pick my ring"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Awwwwwwwwwww"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Suni was silent for a bit....I took that as her being too tired to be as happy and excited as I wanted her to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok I know you're tired so Ill come and scream at you in the morning besides we have to like get to work on plans for wedding.... oh wait..." I was really jumping the gun. "We haven't picked a date... ah wells we can still fantasize and get a head start!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yale....."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Im soo happy for you!" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I voice cracked.. like she was about to cry. Uh-oh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wo... are you going to go emotional on me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Its just..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; yeaup...! She was!! the sniffle came in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Suni... seriously?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No no... its just... you're doing this right...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh God..." I felt a guilt trip speech coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No really.... I'm really glad this is how its going you and Shafa are perfect together....and its just... right... Im happy...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited cause I knew this spiel wasn't over.... I didn't want her getting mushy and all emotional over this and I know with what had happened... maybe I shouldn't have told her.. not like this anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I ..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she must have reached for a Kleenex or something cause she blew her nose. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Im off to Vegas with Arinze for a conference"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh..." It was a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ya.... he asked me.. I said ya...Toba also wants me out of town this weekend... says its unsafe. I guess I'm killing two birds with one stone.... "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Suni... are you sure?" Cause I felt like she wasn't and she was just.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No not really... but I'm scared for baby I wont lie. I don't entirely believe him but I somehow don't wanna take risks and I WOULD like to spend some time away and if it happens to be around a certain good looking doctor.... this is win-win for me...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aww Suni..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yea..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she stifled a yawn... and that seemed to snap her out of something.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Well. That's that... so can I sleep now and you can bore my life with wedding details in the morning?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course of course...." I was concerned... I reached for my laptop anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"And Yale?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huuuh...?"&amp;nbsp; I opened Google and started typing &lt;i&gt;"w.e.d.d.i.n.g-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Please don't spend the next 3 hours googling details for wedding and wedding dresses. Do sleep..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said it so... nonchalantly I laughed... the girl knew me quite well...I continued &lt;i&gt;" _.c.o.l.o.r.s"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fineeee.. just 1 hour...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Eh na you sabi.. night ... love you. And... congrats!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks girl....Love ya... Byee" The search results that come up made me giddy. I was already loving coral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;I drove her back home. Because as much as I wasn't her biggest fan I still had a heart. It was 3am in the morning and I'm a nice guy.&amp;nbsp; I pulled to a stop in front of her house. She didn't get out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm sorry I'm being weirdly obsessed with getting back with-"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"Ronke its cool... "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I just that I think-"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"-you should let sleeping dogs lie." I turned to look at her. "Ronke, I'm getting married. We wont ever work. Ever. Don't think too much on ....what happened."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;She stared at me for a minute as if trying to figure out if I was joking or something. I held her gaze and ensured what she saw in my eyes was not uncertainty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;She make a "cluck" sound with her throat. People do that when they don't want to say you're wrong or when they're going to prove you wrong&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;."Thanks for the ride... and the support"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; she opened the door. Then paused again. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Are you going to tell Yale about us?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; she didn't wait for me to answer &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I mean..about everything...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; She wasn't looking at me when she asked, she just had her head turned back a bit while her foot was out the door. As though my answer wasn't relevant but just to satisfy her curiosity she waited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"She already knows..." I lied.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Again she didn't answer immediately. Then she said&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Interesting."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and stepped out of the car. She shut the door. It wasn't a slam but it was just as effective. I watched her walk to her door. She was barefoot with her shes in her right hand. I didn't however miss the brief look around she had. She was still scared. I got out of the car and jogged to her side. "Just in case douche-bag is still around"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;She smiled. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You don't have to. I'll be fine. I think he's gone anyways... He knows I'll castrate him if he hangs around."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"Sure.." but I still walked with her. She dug in her purse for the keys while her shoes barely balanced under her armpits. once she found them she opened the door and paused for a bit before entering. She looked at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Thanks, He's gone... I'm fine...Really"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;I peered into the dark house. I wasn't.... convinced. "Where's your phone?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;I walked into the house anyways and turned on the lights scanning the place. Yea it was empty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Here..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; she waved it in my face as if I was blind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"And your house mate?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Went to her boyfriends..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;She was staring at me checking out the place. She had a smirk on her face. The swelling on her eye was already down.. but it was still bruised. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"You're gonna have to do something with your eye. " She nodded but still watched me. I guess I better cut before what transpired at my spot repeats itself. "Ok...." I walked back to the door... "Lock it after me ..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yes tDaddy"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; she said in a mock "ho to Pimp" tone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"You're not serious..." I laughed..."K later..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Bye..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; It was a whisper. She shut the door after me and I waited to hear the click.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Click.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;I sat across from my father. He looked worse. The cancer, that he only just let me in on how far along it was, was reducing him to bones . The chemo was obviously failing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;"You don't look healthy"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I had to smile cause this was a case of pot calling kettle black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;"Dadi, they are around"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know. Shode called."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Shode was my fathers best friend. They both held prestigious positions in the group. One of the few pairs of friends that actually remained friends and hadn't killed themselves from jealousy or greed. He adjusted in his wheel chair then attempted to swivel around so he wasn't facing me directly. He seemed weak. I wanted to get up and help him but I know my father. He detests being treated like an invalid. So I watched him. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;Jo,&lt;b&gt; help me turn this chair?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; he said very gruffly. I complied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;I went back to my seat across the table. "They must know about Suni's pregnancy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;My father laughed. "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And you think this because?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He was watching me closely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;"Well... they always know these things right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;He had agreed to sit and talk with me. I wanted to find out if he would advice me on how to solve this issue. I however didn't trust him enough to let him know how deep my feelings for Suni ran. Even though I had the inkling that he already knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"My son... you need to relax yourself."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;"Any why is that?" my voice rose a bit out of irritation. I relaxed. "I dont understand"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You overestimate the knowledge of Olode. Wait for them to ask you about the situation.If they&amp;nbsp; now ask. Lie."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; This sounded like bad advice. Father smiled as though he knew I wasn't a hundred percent behind him with this mode of action. He explained further. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"When I ensured you came over here, I was ensuring your safety..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I was puzzled by that statement and it must have shown on my face. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Toba,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;don't disturb yourself ehn... Just relax.."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;Sometimes telling one not to worry didn't actually eliminate the feeling. I stood up and paced. I wanted to break something. I felt.....claustrophobic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Haven't you ever questioned your existence based on the Olode?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I turned to look at my father. I hated when the conversation took this tone. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"After all, you ARE my first son."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I walked back to my seat and sat down.&amp;nbsp; No I had never given it a second thought, up until now. This I wanted to hear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;Dadi&amp;nbsp; wheeled closer to the table and reached for the glass of water that had laid untouched since I had come in. He took a sip and dropped it back. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Olode for the most part deals in the supernatural. But there are loop holes. Myself and Shode" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;he tapped his chest with pride.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;" discovered some."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; He waved his hand as though it was a topic he didn't want to go into detail in now. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"See you only need to satisfy what they require. If they want a woman, you give them A woman." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;the emphasis he put on the "a" drove his message home already. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;" &lt;/b&gt;Awon obirin yen&lt;b&gt;... all these your ladies. Pick one."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;"Dad I don't have ladies....."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Find one."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; He cut me short. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Toba you FIND one...." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He paused for a moment. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"This Akusuni....Its like you ...have strong feelings for her?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;"Dad I love this girl and she is carrying my ba-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Heehh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; He startled me into silence. I stopped mid sentence What was it?? &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Don't you know the more you admit to these things openly the less likely it is to come out of it!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; he glared at me like I was stupid for making such a statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;"Dad I don't believe in this an-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Toba. Hold your tongue. Before it holds you hostage with the words you utter" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I had nothing to reply to that. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What was I asking again?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;"Yes Dad, I have feelings."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Then leave her. Find another girl, one you don't even like. And make her your woman. That would be who you point to when and IF Olode ask questions. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;So gbo?&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;This was preposterous. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Do you hear me Toba?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;I nodded. As much as it was far fetched. I was a man in a dessert and my father just handed me a glass of water. It made sense. In a freakish manner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I suggest you find this girl and get acquainted before they show up. After all, there's a reason they called you Casanova."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; The name stung. I actually flinched.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Ah Ah...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;This shouldn't be hard for you."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I guess this conversation was over for him because he gave an empty laugh and swiveled his chair back to face the TV.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;We sat in silence for sometime, I'm unsure of how long. So many thoughts were rushing through my mind. Was I to just pick a random girl off the streets? How could I simple take a random person and literally use them as a possible sacrificial lamb. Like....how was this going to work out? I hated that I had to go back to the primitive cultist ways. But if this was a way out of this mess then I'd take it.&amp;nbsp; I needed to plot my game plan. I started making a mental lists of females I could bag. My dad didn't notice when I stood up and slipped out the back. Or he noticed and just didn't bother to acknowledge me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-5785931222478159889?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/5785931222478159889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=5785931222478159889' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/5785931222478159889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/5785931222478159889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/04/s2-w12-guilty-pleasures.html' title='S2 W12.  Guilty Pleasures'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-2683306871386712684</id><published>2010-04-10T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:17:17.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inkers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='straight talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><title type='text'>:::: INTERMISSION ::::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey Inkers,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the first time I'll make&amp;nbsp; a non Ink post.. but hey. Maybe it might be the last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just wanted to update y'all on whats happening and&amp;nbsp; yea... bond with all 35 of you and the many Anonym(i)? lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sooo... I know some of you already want to chop my head because of my lack of timely updates. Well things have been a bit up and down for me. But is it not God? I'm gonna be alllllrraaiighhh!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That being said...Oya! Let us sit down and talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok...how about we decide a REASONABLE schedule for deliverance. Let us ease Neefemi and Ene them of thier anxiety attacks hahaha (I love u guyss!! Thanks soo much). Please refer to the poll on the side and if you have extra comments just drop em off here... Im also thinking in the event a websiode is not delivered timely. we can just have a "Teaser" session.....I would do an example of a teaser session so you can see what I mean. Basically it wont be REALLY part of the story... but it would still be connected. Its a mini webisode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Other than that hope you guys are all doing great in blogville so far. Thank you all for the support over the last season and for most of this one. I really appreciate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok vote o.. let us know how we can get this ball rolling. Arinze them are waiting. *wink wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS: I just finished reading half a yellow Sun guys! MMMEEENNNN see book! It was sooo entertaining. Like I wanna go to Nsukka now and stroke Richards hair. LMAO! (For those who have read it) But yeas... My next stop is 'Say you're one of them' Anyone read this book yet? Personal review.. but please no.. exposing of details.. Help a sister enjoy the book ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alrighty.. Thanks soooo much again. I love you guys you give me reason to live and enjoy this alternate world I created with these characters.... its a comfortable get away... :) especially when drama is lacking in this one hahah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok OK OK.. Im going.. Byee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-2683306871386712684?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/2683306871386712684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=2683306871386712684' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/2683306871386712684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/2683306871386712684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/04/intermission.html' title=':::: INTERMISSION ::::'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-434026856551468660</id><published>2010-03-29T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:30:55.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S2 W11. ...And the rains would come.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yale....?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I couldn't answer. Couldn't find my voice.It was lost somewhere in the ruckus that was set off in my system.&amp;nbsp; I was staring at Shafa like he had a third eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yale?" &lt;/span&gt;He gave an uncomfortable short laugh. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Are you going to answer me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baby....." I took his face in my hands and started laughing. I couldn't stop it. It came right from the pit of my belly and uncontrollably spilled out of my lips. I hugged him so tight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'm assuming you're happy..... and...." &lt;/span&gt;I continued laughing hysterically &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yes Yale? You would right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I looked at him still in stitches...."Yes babe...Of course!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hahahah! Mhhhmmmnn!!!" &lt;/span&gt;He whooped and lifted me into the air in one swoop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;He wants me to be his wife. Im going to be a wife. a WIFE like not a babe o. A woman that is ONE with a man. A man she loves. A freaking lick your lips and have your panties in a bunch looking kinda a man. A that loves ME back. Enough to ask me to be his forever. Meeennnnnnnnnnnnn........I can't even being to comprehend my luck. I did NOT see this coming I mean. Ive always thought subconsciously that it would be nice to be married to Shafa... but It was one of those... LATER dreams. Like it wasnt even a.... I didnt think of it urgently like that. But.... OMG!!! OMG!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Im going to marry Shafa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes bitches... you are now free to HATE! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;We had been hugging each other tightly all this time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Thank you so much Yale..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;"Whatever!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;We broke apart and just sat and looked at each other.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;"Wo-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"-ow"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;We said it at the same time. then laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;"Soooo... you deemed it fit to ask me to marry you without a ring. Abi the rice and meat was my ring?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hahaha can that work?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;"Oh shush!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;He came and shoved me with his butt so he could share my chair &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Well I wanted you to choose your ring."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;"You know I ain' cheap when it comes to these things, hope the credit card is ready!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Don't broke us before we marry o!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I just had to smile....We were getting married. I was going to be Mrs.Yale Johnson.....ohhh that sounded sexy already. Yale Dairo-Johnson....hmmn...Yale D Johnson...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yale? snap out of it...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;"I leaned in to kiss my 'fiancee'..."So when are we going to get my rock?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;**********************************************************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;That had to be Arinze. &amp;nbsp;I walked back to the door when the doorbell rang not too long after Toba left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hey...."&lt;/span&gt; he had a look of concern when I opened the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Hey you... please come in...." I opened the door wider to let him inside. but quickly rushed onwards to wards the living room. "Sorry for the inconvenience had an impromptu visitor..." I trailed off and turned to look at him. He was still standing at the door. "Wassup?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Nothing..." &lt;/span&gt;he had a weird expression on his face. Something like....indecision. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Er...Are you ok?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;"I will be..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;He looked deeper at me for a split second then... sighed and switched to a visibly lighter mood. Maybe to make me feel better.....&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hows .....the little hommie?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I laughed... "Hommie???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yes now..."&lt;/span&gt; he gave a sly smile like he was pleased..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;"What if its a girl?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Him?? A babe? Dont let him hear you o, he'd be insulted."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I laughed out loud. This guy was not even serious... "You're not serious Arinze. Please stop standing at my door like that come and sit... can I offer you a drink or something?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Well I have to be back at the hospital in a bit.. I however did mention I had a lil something something for you..............." &lt;/span&gt;He reached into his pocket and pulled out a slip. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Come sit..."&lt;/span&gt; he patted the couch space beside him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I went and sat. "What is it?" I curiously tried to peer into his hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;"Well its a special invitation to the annual Young doctors congress... its in Vegas this year. And Im a guest speaker"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;"O....k??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Its 1 day really, on a Thursday...butttt its in Vegas annnddd I was offered&lt;/span&gt; the entire weekend&amp;nbsp; at the 'Venetian. and this package is plus one." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;He smiled suspiciously at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I've been working like a dog for.... a long time....I need a break. And I utterly REFUSE to take my cousin Ugo again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I laughed... "Ugo huh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yes. Anyways, Suni....I want you to come with me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; He beamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;"To Vegas?" He nodded then sat back watching my reaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;"Oh... and..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He smiled devilishly again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"its THIS Thursday..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;He sat back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;How convinient. Should I take it...? I would LOVE to spend the weekend with Arinze, and see him in his element. I would LOVE to go to Vegas... have some nice pampering time. But I would HATE to comply with Tobas useless suggestion and....be gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Suni, its going to be great I promise... or you have something else planned? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Not even... tis just....." Take it Suni. This is a win win anyways... Take it. "Ok...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;"Ok?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Ok Ill go......" I smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Wow that was easier than I thought....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;"I'm unpredictable like that...."&amp;nbsp;He smiled a satisfied smile. This was going to be ok Suni. Like I said.. win-win situation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;**********************************************************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Me and Yale had talked rings for the rest of the night. I had brought out my MacBook and we had googled ourselves to exhaustion. She insisted on sleeping at her place that night claming that my seductive effort were futile. She already knew my&amp;nbsp;ulterior&amp;nbsp;motive. The girl had issues sha. But I am happy. I feel like I just made a killer deal and only I know that its a cash cow. I laughed to myself as I pulled back into my driveway but my laughter was cut short. I noticed someone sitting on my steps. A someone who looked a hell lot like Ronke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Oh Lordy Lord....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I took my time in parking and getting &amp;nbsp;out of the car. Trying to sharply think of a splendid excuse to get her away fast. I wonder what the issue was this time. Maybe she needed a ride... if it was to Far Away I'd gladly assist her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Hey Ronke...."&amp;nbsp;She was sobbing. I &amp;nbsp;couldnt help my self. I rolled my eyes. "Whats wrong?" Because I didnt want her in the house I dropped beside her on the porch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She kept on sniffling. Her head in her hands she&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;even answer me. She started crying a bit harder. &amp;nbsp;Something&amp;nbsp;gripped in my chest. I moved closer. "Ronke whats the problem?" I waited... more sobs. "Im not a mind reader........." This babe really needs to get her shit together I thought to myself. "Should I call Yale?" She whipped her head up. Ehen... I knew that would get her -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Whoaa!" My thoughts were cut short by her black eye. I&amp;nbsp;immediately reached for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"N-no... don't" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;she hiccuped and winced. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"She'll f-f-freak out-t-t"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"What in the hell happened to you Ronke???" I touched her face she gave a loud yelp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Its painful pleasee....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she scooted away and continued sobbing... I jumped up adn puller her with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Come inside... put some ice on that...." I fumbled for my keys and found them and &amp;nbsp;quickly opened the door. "You have to tell me what happened. An emotion.. it felt like anger... was rumbling in my belly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She timidly walked into the house and straight to the couch. Her sobbing was siltent but loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Ronke. Tell me now." I had shut and locked the door and now stood over her. I wanted an explanation if I had to offer help. And she needed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I always get the douche bag Shaffy... thats what happened. I got the douche."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I needed a bit more, pardon my cluelessness. "As in....?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A guy who claimed to like me punched me in the fucking face." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She raised her voice in anger. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"He said I should never raise my voice at a man!! Can you imagine the asshole? HE FUCKING PUNCHED ME!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I was.....not surprised. She did have a mouth on her but dammit no man should do this to a lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;A small voice at the back of my head said "Ronke isnt entirely a "lady"..... I immediately felt ashamed for thinking that. She was hurt for Christs &amp;nbsp;sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Im going to sue the motherfucker....This is domestic&amp;nbsp;violence!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She started weeping again. I couldnt help comfort her. First of all I needed her calm... second of all I needed her out of the house ASAP... If I knew this girl well.... "Its ok.... shhhhh.." I rocked her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Shafa I&amp;nbsp;wasn't&amp;nbsp;even rude or anything I swear. I know I can be a smart mouth at times but all I said was that he shouldnt be disrespecting me and chatting up other girls in my presence."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Whats his name?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You dont know him..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"I'm sure I'll know some people who will, what's the name?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Robby....Robert."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"I told you to leave these Oyinbo guys you wont listen!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She laughed small....&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"He was cuuuteee and he was.......cute"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she said it again as if it dawned on her that was the only good thing about this idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I shook my head..."Let me get you something for your eye." I stood up but she clung to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"No just....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ah ah. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I&amp;nbsp;just&amp;nbsp;need to sit down small...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Ok... sit.. let me get the ice pack so the swelling can reduce small...did any one see this happen??" I peered closely at her eye... the swelling&amp;nbsp;wasn't&amp;nbsp;that bad but it was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"His roommate..... but he's just a big of an asshole. He was giving him props....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she pouted...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I didnt know where else to go, He knows where I&amp;nbsp;stay&amp;nbsp;and I&amp;nbsp;just&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;fee safe.... I kind of....... slapped him back... then ran for my life...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Sheesh Ronke..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"No one&amp;nbsp;punches&amp;nbsp;me in&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;face and gets a way with it o.. lai lai..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;she tried to squeeze her face but only ended up wincing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Yale would only freak out and insist on raising hell this night and... My head hurts and I.... Im hurt...this shit is&amp;nbsp;just&amp;nbsp;fucked up like.... " tears&amp;nbsp;trickled&amp;nbsp;down her cheek. "Man.....Im&amp;nbsp;just&amp;nbsp;tired...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I used this introspective moment she was having to go the kitchen and get an ice pack for her eye. I was&amp;nbsp;tempted&amp;nbsp;to text Yale. I didnt. I knew what Ronke meant. Yale would&amp;nbsp;just&amp;nbsp;add headache for everyone else with her panic and concern and...fussing. And I can imagine how Ronke didnt want all that right now. Ill message her in the morning. I brought the pack back and handed it to Ronke... "Put it onteh eye"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But it hurts..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Well it'd hurt more if you dont compress it now...Oya" I thrusted teh pack in ther face.. she took it and &amp;nbsp;put it very.... awkwardly on the eye it wasnt even touching it completely. "No... put it..." I took it from her and put it the right way...."Ok hold it..." She placed her hand over mine. Before I took &amp;nbsp;my hands off it, I noticed the way she looked at me.....through the one ok eye. If trouble had a face.. this was it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Can I stay here till&amp;nbsp;tomorrow?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she was pleading. And I was not going to succumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Why dont I take you to..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dont even say Yale's...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"No not Yale.... Suni's...?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She scoffed. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Suni doesn't like me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Really?" This wasnt news somehow. "Nah Im sure... she'd be nice to assist shes not a bitch like you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She smiled....I dont know if she did it on purpose but the smile was sexy.... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Its not my fault."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Right..." i stood there and watched her watch me watch her compressing the eye. She knew I wasnt&amp;nbsp;comfortable&amp;nbsp;having &amp;nbsp;her here. But she also knew she had a soft spot with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Do you ever think of us?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;I didnt see that coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Whats there to think about?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She smiled slowly again.... then jsut nodded. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nothing I guess."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she laughed to herself I guess in an attempt to peak my curiosity as to what she was laughing about. I wont play this game. Not tonight sha. When I didnt answer she spoke again. " &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its just that I think I end up with all thse nonsense guys because I cant find one that tops you Shafa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I stared at her intently. I knew this was gonna come back and bite me in the ass. I should never have touched her. "Ronke what we had...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Was the best thing that has ever happened to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; She tried to finish off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"No Ronke.. it was nothing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Bullshit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I sighed. This was going to be a long night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Shafa....you couldn't get over my body. You LOVED it...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Your body Ronke...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"And me....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Not the way you expected Ronke... I mean... I care for you your welfare everything. Its paining me that maga touched you Id deal with that later... but man.. Ronke me and you cant ever work...." she had dropped the icepack and was staring at me now. Painfully.. fresh tears were rolling down her face and it was obvious it&amp;nbsp;wasn't&amp;nbsp;from the Robby punch. "I proposed to Yale."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Its odd that she'd be the first to know... but I needed her to get me out of her head, system and stop trying to ruin things. Her jaw &amp;nbsp;slightly dropped when I said that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"A few hours ago..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"No way..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she said more to herself than to me. I just sat and watched her... hoping the whole thing was beginning to sink for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She dropped the ice pack&amp;nbsp;beside&amp;nbsp;her and then stood up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Where are you going?" she walked towards me. I had this very cowardly urge to RUN. "Ronke..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;As she reached me &amp;nbsp;I stood up. "See...." I towered over her. "let me take you to Suni's"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Shaf....You really don't want me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she was peering straight into my eyes now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;No...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I dont know if I said it out loud... or in my head.. or in my heart I sha said it somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Then she ran her hands up my chest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"WHOOAA! Ronke... " I stepped back and held her arms at arms length. "Quit this bullshit now." My voice had&amp;nbsp;turned&amp;nbsp;to ice.... but where she touched me burned. See Ronke is a weak spot for me and this is because she knows my weak spots. All of them. Even the ones I dont know about. During our very short lived fling... she was a whizz in finding and mastering all my spots... she was an artist when it came to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Shafa......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;I glared at her....and she smiled back devilshly. "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You still want me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-434026856551468660?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/434026856551468660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=434026856551468660' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/434026856551468660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/434026856551468660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/03/s2-w11-and-rains-would-come_29.html' title='S2 W11. ...And the rains would come.'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-6837786568046919611</id><published>2010-03-07T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T14:45:38.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S2 W10. The wind WILL Blow before a storm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;I need to get her out of town... just for the weekend. At least until they are gone. I knewww they had to be around soon. Things were too quiet. How am I going to do this now. She wont even see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Toba &amp;nbsp;is that you?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;I turned around. I had been standing at her door for.... I guess long enough for her to notice me and then confront me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Suni....."&lt;/b&gt; I drank in the sight of her. She was something else. She had braids now.and they fell down in front of her shoulders down to her breasts... which were visibly bigger. She was wearing a &amp;nbsp;humongous beige sweater which worked excellently with her complexion. the sweater went ALL the way to her knees... If I knew Suni well she had gained a couple of pounds and wanted to conceal it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Toba what are you doing here?" &lt;/i&gt;She came out&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;doorway slightly... in a defensive way. Then she instinctively folded her arms over her belly. &amp;nbsp;Well she&amp;nbsp;wasn't&amp;nbsp;too pleased to see me that I can tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Suni we need to talk...."&lt;/b&gt;I looked around.... for some odd reason I felt paranoid. &lt;b&gt;" Urgently really."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Erm Toba.. if this is about my baby....."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Its about you...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What about me??"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand... that feeling you feel when you're being watched... it&amp;nbsp;heightened. I looked around again.. it seemed.... clear... but you never know. &lt;b&gt;"Can I come in......."&lt;/b&gt; She had no reason to... &lt;b&gt;"Please...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Look Toba, I don't know whats with you and... I'm not comfortable. -"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Please Suni.. Please.. lets just talk inside, I promise I wont stay long...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Seriously Toba...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm begging you Suni."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Fine."&lt;/i&gt; She stepped aside. I stepped through. She smelled like........vanilla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Bad move Akusuni. Bad move. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"So....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; Toba was here in my house. He looked harmless really. Still handsome. But the burning attraction I used to feel for him every time I saw him.. or were together... It sure wasn't present now. I looked at him well. He looked. worried. Scared. Like something or someone was after him. He kept looking at the door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Suni... I'm not asking you to get rid of our ba-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"My baby Toba. Mine. You lost rights to this baby when you sentenced her....or him to death without thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;Wow. that threw me off.....but I guess its well deserved. It would be hard to explain AGAIN the reason behind my request.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;"Fair enough.....I'm not asking you to abort YOUR baby Suni."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt; she looked satisfied at her claim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"But I'm asking you to be safe. I know you don't believe any of the things I try to tell you about me and why I wanted to....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt; I didn't wanna replay my reasons... I hated being the enemy here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Suni.. above everything I want you to... be safe and... please.. &lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Wait wait wait wait WAIT. Just holdddd it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;I actually kept quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"One. I really don't care what YOU want Toba. It IS the least of my priorities.. hell its not even a priority."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; she paused... whether it was for my response or for effect I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Secondly. Stop pleading with me and pleasing... just say what you came to say."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Safety... can you take my advise and stay somewhere just for this weekend?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Huh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"There are some people coming this weekend. I don't want you to be in town when they come. Anything could happen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Who's coming."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Suni.... would you go?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Er Of course not! How am I just going to stand up and ex for the weekend. I have a life. plans and..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Suni. Please. Just for this weekend.... Its... its... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; I was scrambling for any other good reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;."It could help you relax for the baby and you know ... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Toba.. I'm relaxed here.. its shit like this that make me agitated."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;We had sat down in&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;kitchen but no she stood up and started pacing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Who is coming?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"My fathers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Ers.?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; She looked at me confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; "Like more than 1?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Yes Suni. My cult fathers. They are here this weekend. I would like to ask you to NOT be here when they come."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Because you are not safe. You have something of&amp;nbsp;theirs"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;No Toba thats where you are wrong. YOU have something of&amp;nbsp;theirs. I owe nobody NOTHING!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;She started pacing again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"What kind of nonsense is this now... I'm just doing my own jejely who asked me to be involved with cultist now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt; I assumed she wasn't talking directly to me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"I cant believe this SHIT is happening to me mennnn......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;she flopped down on the seat. and stared at me. She was thinking. She always bit her lip when she was thinking.... I waited. I hoped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was in the dress. It had taken me... a long time to find it. But I did. I had worn the dress with red&amp;nbsp;accessories, but tonight I wore it with gold. I had on huge pearl earrings lined with gold. My hair was in pinned up so the back of the dress&amp;nbsp;wasn't&amp;nbsp;hidden. Well&amp;nbsp;technically&amp;nbsp;there was no back. The dress was&amp;nbsp;tailored&amp;nbsp;so it dipped in a V all the way to&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;small of my back. It was long sleeved and the front was turtlenecked in lace so you could see some cleavage. The dress itself was velvet and&amp;nbsp;wasn't&amp;nbsp;too short. It was RIGHT on knee length for me. It was &amp;nbsp;one of those... extra sexy concealed seductive dresses. Yes I had had a plan when I wore it for Shafa's send off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight though, I felt very sexy. My makeup was very light...and... Shafa must fall in love with me again.Yes. I was&amp;nbsp;prepared. It was 6:50..... He should be here anytime now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I walked around the house to make sure all the lights were off. then went to the living room. I hate waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6:55 ugh... WHERE is he??? I fidgeted with the tv... Stood up.. paced... sat back down. If this boy is late....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked to the kitchen.... then walked back. I&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;want to eat anything and smudge my lip&amp;nbsp;gloss either... The door bell rang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6:59 lucky maga!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Shafa Johnson!!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wow."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Shafa! You're..........almost late."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wow."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Lets go jo...&lt;/b&gt;" I walked out then shut the door to lock it.&lt;b&gt; "And close your mouth."&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hi5 Yale... mission accomplished.&amp;nbsp;We got into the car and I knew he was still looking at me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yale. NEVER remove this dress." &lt;/i&gt;I laughed out loud... no I&amp;nbsp;guffawed!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Im not a mooch like that ehn. Its not that serious."&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;He started the car and started driving....&lt;b&gt;"So where are we dating tonight."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You'll see...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I liked surprises... so I just smiled and waited.....Shafa free hand reached for mine as I reached for his... I had to smile...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Do you like surprises?&lt;/b&gt;" she&amp;nbsp;hadn't&amp;nbsp;picked the first time I called, but I figured she was busy so I waited for a&amp;nbsp;bit&amp;nbsp;to call back and if maybe leave a message. She picked up though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Depenndss...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I have a surprise."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hmm... what is it?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Well &amp;nbsp;Ill have to show you. Be there in 5..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Er....."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You're busy?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Erm... I have a visitor now, but gimme like 20mins?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"O....k....."&lt;/b&gt; She sounded...pensive&lt;b&gt;"Are you ok Suni?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes yes... just.. 20mins ?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok... see you in 20 then."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;I stared across the table at a man I once loved? I dont know.. felt deeply for. I stared across into the eyes of &amp;nbsp;the father of the child. The one who wanted me safe, but my child dead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"I dont know. Let me think about it Toba."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"I need to know now Suni."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Do NOT....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; I took a deep breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;" Don't rush me Toba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;" I WAS going to consider this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;" Let me figure things out. Ill call you this evening."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; I stood up to let him know his "wont stay long" was long overdue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;He caught on and stood up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"What time would you call back?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Before I sleep"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Suni... please...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Shit Toba Ive heard. Its one thing you roped me into this... this.... freaking mess... allow me get things together dammit. I don't know what kind of foolery you've &amp;nbsp;tried to ... get me into but trust me I wont be involved. I am very much&amp;nbsp;believing&amp;nbsp;that I CANNOT suffer the sins of my....&amp;nbsp;boyfriend....EX!&amp;nbsp;God will fight my own battles... you better find someone or being to fight yours cause its not going to be and it wont be my baby. I will consider going away for the weekend but I need to weight my options&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;priorities. If I do choose to stay however, you HAVE to respect my decision. I don't want you showing up at my doorstep like a freaking stalker and &amp;nbsp;riling up different theories as to how I need to follow YOUR rules and get deeper into your mess of a life. So yes.. kindly.. give me some space as it is obvious your crowding me. Ill call tonight."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; During this spiel I had walked to the door and was now standing with it open. Aka walk&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;hell out of my house. He was insulted. I could see it, but what ever was eating him, had gotten to him so bad that he looked&amp;nbsp;more&amp;nbsp;defeated than insulted. He just...... nodded.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;"Thanks will&amp;nbsp;hear&amp;nbsp;form you this evening I hope."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;I closed the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove up into his driveway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So this is the surprise? Your house?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Yes now... "&lt;/i&gt; he got out to pen the door for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Shafa you made me spice up like this for a night IN?'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Welllll......" &lt;/i&gt;We walked to the door..which he opened for me...again.&lt;i&gt; "Look I'm dressed up too"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I had noticed. Dark suit, Dark t-shirt. No tie.... this look NEVER failed my Shafz...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I can see...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lights in the house were off... instinctively i reached out to the switch. As if he knew I was going to do that... he stopped me.. &lt;i&gt;"Calllmmm downn!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ah ah.. we are standing in darkness Shafa. I am a child of Light please."&lt;/b&gt; I laughed... cause he laughed. He took both my hands and led me to the dining room. Out of reflex I let out an awwwww. He had the kitchen all set up. Candle light and all. &lt;b&gt;"Shafa...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hold on Hold on....."&lt;/i&gt; He went to the counter and grabbed... a remote? Music came on.....Teach me how to love by Musiq Soulchild. I loved this song!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww Shafa!! My trackkk "&lt;/b&gt; I started&amp;nbsp;swaying&amp;nbsp;cause that song GETS me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He guided me to my seat and sat me down at the table. &lt;i&gt;"Hungry?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was singing along but I nodded. &amp;nbsp;Tonight was going to be fun. I liked this. He should do this all the time. &lt;b&gt;"What are we eating...?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Rice and Stew and Dodo.."&lt;/i&gt; I laughed out loud because thats the only thing Shafa can cook well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sounds like a plan...."&lt;/b&gt; he went to the stove ans served my a plate. I had to laugh because he was like all... sexy... waiting on me.... I walked up to him and hugged him from behind while he served.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You can never sit still.. go and sit down!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Never! With you looking too&amp;nbsp;scrumptious&amp;nbsp;standing here&amp;nbsp;serving&amp;nbsp;me that I had to come and see that you are not putting otumopko in my food." &lt;/b&gt;He laughed...&lt;b&gt;"You know you have me already....no need for jazz"&lt;/b&gt; He laughed again and turned around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You're sure?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ehen now..."&lt;/b&gt; We walked back to&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;table with our plates. He poured some wine and since we were staying indoors I dove for one sexy looking peice of dodo. &lt;b&gt;"Men Shafa... your dodo is the BUSINESS!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He laughed. And went to sit down on&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;other side of the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok cute date is over.. come and sit close to me so we can play footsie while I&amp;nbsp;commend&amp;nbsp;you on your exceptional rice and stew skills..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Yale your ruining my candle light &amp;nbsp;dinner!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Candle light ni... lantern ko.. my friend dress here!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He laughed... and came closer... kissed me on my forehead before he sat down. &lt;i&gt;"You're something else."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zapp and rogers I wanna be your man came on. I had to stop eating. I just HAD to. This here... THIS was MY track! MY OWN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey Ladddyyyyy!"&lt;/b&gt; I stood up. and grabbed Shafa's hand.&lt;b&gt; "Excuse me dance?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You too like this song!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why wont I? This song was too madd. I sang on. &lt;b&gt;"I can't liiiiiveeeee my lifeeee without you!"&lt;/b&gt; I leaned close to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He completed the next part.&lt;i&gt; "Uhhh baby"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Everytime I see you walking by I cannot breathhhheeeee"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; we were singing together now and mimicking a&amp;nbsp;bad&amp;nbsp;ass performance. Shafa entered&amp;nbsp;auto tune&amp;nbsp; mode. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yooouu dont&amp;nbsp;understand but in time you willlllll"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I must make you understannnnddddddddd"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; we both mimicked ddrummers... &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"DUM DUM"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"IIII wanna be your man!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; we collapsed in laughter. Our singing was&amp;nbsp;just&amp;nbsp;terrible. But nice. and we did look dashing. Shafa pulled me close ... we were still giggling but more of dancing now. He ran his hands down my exposed back. &lt;i&gt;"This dress will not be the cause of my death Yale..."&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It has served its purpose"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No kidding!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He kept on caressing my back as we danced... just enjoying each others moves. It was nice though.... a nice night. I&amp;nbsp;like&amp;nbsp;this...&lt;b&gt; "Shafa this is soo nice...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Im good like that..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hit him because he was now praising himself. &lt;b&gt;"You're not serious... you tried sha...."&lt;/b&gt; I&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;help but wonder though....what was the occasion.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Oya so what do you want from me Mr.Johnson?"&lt;/b&gt; I looked up at him... he looked at me and its like I fell in love AGAIN. Shafa had very intense eyes&amp;nbsp;and very&amp;nbsp;pretty lashes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"As if I knew... coy man. &amp;nbsp;Using food and candle to&amp;nbsp;entice&amp;nbsp;me into giving you what you want."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well..... I'm hoping you'll want to give me."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What?"&lt;/b&gt; my curiosity was at 1000 level now.&amp;nbsp;He stopped dancing and reached for&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;remote. Zapp and rogers were still crooning. He reduced the volume till we almost&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;hear them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;"What's it Shafa....?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I was wondering if you could assist me in something very serious. Its a huge proposition and&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;hoping you could help?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What is it? Business?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well.. it depends on how you look at it... it could be an investment for you...really..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;b&gt;O....k....?"&lt;/b&gt; He walked me to my seat and sat me down....&lt;b&gt;"Tell me jo..&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;dying of&amp;nbsp;curiosity."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"K....."&lt;/i&gt; he ran his hand over his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Are you in trouble? financially?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He laughed... &lt;i&gt;"No&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;not Yale... ok fine.. its like this........"&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;He took my hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Would you be&amp;nbsp;interested&amp;nbsp;in being.." &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;He &amp;nbsp;cleared his throat.&lt;/span&gt; "In&amp;nbsp;being&amp;nbsp;my ... wife?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-6837786568046919611?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/6837786568046919611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=6837786568046919611' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/6837786568046919611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/6837786568046919611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/03/s2-w10-wind-will-blow-before-storm.html' title='S2 W10. The wind WILL Blow before a storm...'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-3433240719846494011</id><published>2010-02-18T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T11:12:23.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S2 W9. What God has put together....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ronke had literally jumped into Shafa's car. I was tempted to call her out and be like "yo, what are you doing", but that was the least of my problems now. Besides I trust Shafa... and I know he doesn't even like her like that&amp;nbsp; so....yea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Ronke literally jumped into my car sha. This babe goes haarddd! Yale had looked suspicious for a bit. But then she smiled it off like it wasn't possible. I plead with her mentally to carry this woman from my hand. She walked up to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked up to him and I know Ronke was watching me. But who cares. I tiptoed (cause Shafa's tall like that) and I kissed him. I kissed him hard enough to let him know I still wanted him as bad as the first time... and soft enough to let him know I wasn't worrying.&amp;nbsp; I trust him. I refuse to use words to express these things because..... sometimes.. actions speak wayyy louder than words. I slowly came back down on my feet... and to earth. I looked up at him...straight into his eyes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Yup. I love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Period. Full stop. End of story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Shes literally everything I want in a woman all stuffed up in one body. And that body is here in front of me. Wanting me back. She was looking at me like she was inside my head. Like she could see the whole back and forth with Ronke.. and it was like she....trusted me not to do anything.&amp;nbsp; More than I trusted myself. That's a woman for you....a right woman...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Erm..... ok. So... I'll go with Shafa ba?"&lt;/i&gt; I didnt have to look at Ronke to tell she was irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled at my main object of focus and patted his face with my hand. "&lt;b&gt;See u later babe..."&lt;/b&gt; I looked at Ronke and just laughed. &lt;b&gt;"Before nko? you think I want your wahala in my vehicle." I &lt;/b&gt;walked to my car and dialed Suni's number. I hope she was home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;I was done my shift for the day...but I really wasn't craving for my bed as usual. I was hoping to run into Suni somehow. The girl hadn't stopped being on my mind since.....since she first came to confirm her pregnancy. Then we had that moment when she was admitted... but after that I had seen her only once... I ran into her late one night at Walmart. I remember spotting her in line from the end of the aisle. Tiny, wearing some huge sweater thingy. It made her look even smaller. She looked fuller though... body wise. He face was healthier, but her features still sharp. And her hair was different. It was curly now, but pulled back in a pony tail. The girl was nothing short&amp;nbsp; (no pun intended) of stunning. I hadn't even realize when I had walked up to help her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Arinzee...." &lt;/i&gt;she had looked surprised to see me. A good surprised. That made me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey mama"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ugh please... dont call me that" &lt;/i&gt;I swiped the bags from the counter and from her hands, there were four in total.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"All this grub for you?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm eating for two, its allowed." &lt;/i&gt;she was smiling really hard. She had lovely teeth and perfect lips to accentuate them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"True True."&lt;/b&gt; I waited for her to walk in front of me so she could lead the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Just got off work I suppose...."&lt;/i&gt; She walked towards one of the lonely cars in the parking lot. A dark blue Yaris. Cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yup......................" &lt;/b&gt;she opened the trunk and I dropped the bags. &lt;b&gt;"Needed to browse the mart to see what I can pick up to eat."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Aww.............................."&lt;/i&gt; she stood there smiling. I stood there waiting.... for what I dont know. She looked at her car as if contemplating...."&lt;i&gt;Want me to help you choose between WonderBread and NoName?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;And that's how Suni and I spent the next 1 hour. in that time I found out she was even more stunning that I had first thought. She was very comical, extremely picky, and she always broke things down. She was hella sexy. She kept biting her lips when it came down to choosing. I remember it was ground beef time. There was the one that was $3.29 and on one that was fresh and the $4.50 one that was obviously more, but was about to expire. Naturally I would've picked the $4.50 one, but this woman stood there weighing pro's and cons of picking the $3.50 one. She would bite her lips then weigh them both in her hands... then give a reason why one is better. We stood there for 5 minutes... I watched her battle. Hell, ground beef wasn't THIS important to me, but i loved this performance she was giving. The girl was entertaining. We finally went with $4.50.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We had talked about everything in this one hour. She was doing fine with the baby... almost 2 months now. She subtly mentioned an issue with the father of the child that peaked my interest. I would love to know more....Anyways our impromptu midnight Walmart rendezvous had come to end. I was with groceries and the prettiest girl in the store. I was a happy man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;We said out good bye's in the parking lot and that was it. The moment she drove away, I waited for her to do that, I felt... lonely. That was the moment my apartment stopped being appealing to me. Ever since I have dragged my feet to go home after work. Today the feeling was worse. I missed Suni. Weird feeling cause I really dont know her, but ya... I miss her. So being a doctor, trained to act quickly and make concise decisions swiftly. I call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suni was responding better than I expected to the whole Toba story...I remember thinking I would be there for hours trying to simmer down what I thought would be a major blowup in anger, but no. Suni had blown off the whole thing like there was nothing to worry about.She truly believed Toba cared for her and was borderline going crazy because of her saftey. She said she was not going to get rid of the baby though.... but everything would be fine.Whatever it is. Babe was floating on some cloud and didn't give a damn what Toba thought. I was happy and sad. Happy that she wasn't giving him the time of the day, but sad that I didn't understand her total disregard for the situation. I expected more..........drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So.. what are you going to do?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed... &lt;i&gt;"Nothing Yale... I'm just going to keep on existing, I wont kill myself for someone else......that is not my child"&lt;/i&gt; she added as an after thought. Her phone rang.... and this girl,, I swear, started blushing. YES I could see it through her dark skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hey you...."&lt;/i&gt; she mouthed A.r.i.n.z.e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ah ha......" &lt;/b&gt;I smiled back...maybe that's why she was so.... euphoric. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm fine.... Im making lunch"&lt;/i&gt; she listened for a moment and laughed... "&lt;i&gt;You're not serious! Im eating for twooooo"&lt;/i&gt; and walked away into the next room, like I wasn't even there. Hmm na wa o! I walked after her... my amebo antenna alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"you cant cook ground beef? Arinze its EASY!" &lt;/i&gt;She was laughing again. I tapped her and told her to put it on speaker phone. She kicked me in reply. Love wan tin tin.. Makes a girl kick her best friend. My phone rang... Shafa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey babe.."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Still at Suni's?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ya.....but I'm leaving... shes being toasted outta her manners..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Are you serious? Who??"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Dokita of course...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh...." &lt;/i&gt;He laughed but remained silent small.. something was up...&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Wassup....?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Nothing.... just wanted to ask... " &lt;/i&gt;He coughed... &lt;i&gt;"Ok this would be weird, but I just wanted to ask if you'd like to go on a date with me?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burst out laughing...&lt;b&gt;"You're on crack....why??"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Seriously Yale....I want to take you out today...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sounded so serious....He WAS serious.....I decided to play along.. "&lt;b&gt; Hmm... I dont know, I have to check my schedule"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's free jo...i'll pick you at 7:30?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"See your head."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Please wear that black dress you wore to my send off..." &lt;/i&gt;Oh wow... he noticed what I wore?? &lt;i&gt;"And if you;re wondering... yes I noticed. You burned an image of you in my head with that dress.............."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blushing so hard right now....giving Suni a run for her moneyy!! I had already worn my shoes and let myself out. I was almost running to my car to start getting ready......"&lt;b&gt;I guess Ill see you at 7 then Mr. ITK...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yessssssssssssssssssssssssss!"&lt;/i&gt; I had to laugh cause the guy REALLY sounded excited. Hell I was excited too.... I guess I gotta go get pretty for my man.... I wonder where Ronke is....? Hmn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;"Is this 'Nova?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;I knew the voice. &lt;b&gt;"Yes Sir"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We will be in the area over the weekend. Make yourself available."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yes Sir."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;The line went dead. 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What God has put together....'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-8883838251521924560</id><published>2010-02-01T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:15:19.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S2 W8. Ignorance is Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Always talking! Ronke can NOT shuttup. Lai lai. She was on her phone when she entered the office.....without knocking! Might I add. She froze for a split second when she saw me. Like she was surprised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“E ye o! Yale since when??”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“I should as you the same question.” She was holding a Swiss Chalet take out bag in her hand. What the… “I see you brought lunch…” I eyed the bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She held it up “Yaaaa…..” then dropped it again “Seems like I’ll be eating alone.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I did NOT appreciate the way this conversation sounded. I felt I was sharing my man. I don’t know. This was just not rubbing me the right way. “Mhmn…” Or maybe I was just being paranoid. Ronke, loud mouth as she is, is still a sweetheart…………………………&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shafa coughed and stood up. “Ronke what’s really good? This is a pleasant surprise.” He pointed to the couch on the other side of the office.  He walked to my side and sat on the table beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She smiled to herself, like she understood something and it was funny. “I was just in the hood o, you know me now, I'm trying to skip that literature class. If to say the man was fine now… maybe, but caaaaammmaaaaannnn” She dropped the bag on the floor and leaned back into the chair. “So what are you two lovebirds up to?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I looked at Shafa, he looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. Reflex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Yale here surprised me and brought lunch. When I didn’t even know I was hungry. We just chilling…..” he winked at me and I laughed. Reflex again. I swear… when he’s goofy, I can’t help but relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My instinct was alert though. That I couldn’t ignore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Wait, Ronke, shouldn’t you be wrapping up soon?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Im done o, don’t get it twisted, but in order to grad with honors, I need to get an A in this Lit class. Talk about imposi-CANT??” She reached for the Swiss Chalet bag and started opening it up “Please, let me lunch here….Im dying of hunger and than man is just draining the small energy I have left. Can you Imagine…. I was in class o, trying to hold on to the last shred of interest in this dude’s class…….”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I tuned out.  As she had started like this. Ronke would not stop until she was tired. She had on makeup today. Well.. she always has on makeup.. but it was….nicer today, like she spent time. And her hair was definitely done, like she didn’t just pack it up and come. It was all straightened and glistening and shit.  She looked pretty. She was being animated now…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“He kept on flaying his hands like a retarrdd!!!” she was animating it. Shafa was finding it amusing.  I laughed too… but I wasn’t really laughing at her antics per say. I tuned out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like she was talking to me. Her whole story seemed to be for Shafa. She was even angled towards him.&amp;nbsp; I know... It seems like Im being overly.... sensitive. Like this is Ronke! Besides even if she's oogling Shafa, it cant be for real. I mean the boy IS good looking. So... hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I better get&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shafa when do you get off?" I didnt mean to cut her little tale short, but I had to go. I looked at Ronke apologetically..."Sorry..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rude Much..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Abeg jo, you will talk our ears off if I dont stop&amp;nbsp; you anyways." I looked back at Shafa... he seemed amused. "Abi?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Abeg leave me out of this sha.!!" he threw his hands up and then stood up from the desk and went back to his seat. "I can get off now..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, lets go together then..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go where" Ronke and her amebo tendencies. I pray for this girl o!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No where that concerns your class skipping class. Im gonna call your mom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh" she did her mouth like she was digusted at my attempt to be elderly. "See you.... If you like, tell now." She stood up and&amp;nbsp; over exaggeratedly adjusted her obviously&amp;nbsp; fitting jeans...ran her hands over her jeans again, at that moment I happened to turn back to Shafa to want to ask him to speed up and.....maybe it was just my eye.... but I can SWEAR he was checking her out. Like... he was looking through the corner of his eye at her. But then he looked at me so casually ...it was&amp;nbsp; like... that didnt happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... I was just being paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dont even tell me to hurry Yale... your mouth is already twisting." I had to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What -evvvver."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronke took a deep loud breath behind us. "Since y'all are ditching me....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dont go and graduate, be feeling ditched there..." Shafa finished whatever he was rounding up on the computer and grabbed his jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The two of you... wont kill me." He walked to the door and opened it."After you ladies...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started making my way to the door. Good thing we were moving anyways, this office was getting stuffy, I was beginning to hallucinate and imagine things and I needed to get to Suni's early if I wanted to get home early today. "Seriously Ronke, stop skipping class you need it to&amp;nbsp; graduate......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yale was ranting again. I love that girl but .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronke walked by me at that moment. This giirrrllll.. this girrrllllll!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mouthed "My place..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shook my head and ushered her out....and yes. I did notice the booty. I actually remember those jeans. Weird, they are burned in my head. Back when we had our....thing. For lack of a better name to call it, those were the jeans the she wore the first day we kinda let our feeling run amuck. I kno them cause of the red threading detail around the ass. They made those jeans for her body alone. I swear.&amp;nbsp; She knew what she was doing wearing those jeans here today. Thank God for Yale o! I turned to lock my office door. Ronke is not my favorite girl see.....but the girl is something else. If encouraged she will make a pastor sin with no regrets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shafaaa...." Yale was at the exit already. She beckoned to me to hurry up. Ronke was again strategically behind her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Calm down jo.." I walked by the reception and waved to Chauncy. "See you later bro."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me the "Nice one" nod. Man... I cant have this kind of news going round the office.. I can only imagine how this seems. ........... "Have a nice one Mr. Johnson."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Ya whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're seriously taking you time....." Yale Yale Yale... I smiled sheepishly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to the parking lot briskly... everyone has to go at Yale's pace. We got there and seeing as Yale brought her car, and I had mine, we had ot now spit.&amp;nbsp; Yale looked at me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok.... I guess..." She looked at Ronke... Ronke just innocently looked back at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Soooooooo.....Can I get a ride?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-8883838251521924560?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/8883838251521924560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=8883838251521924560' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/8883838251521924560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/8883838251521924560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/02/s2-w8-ignorance-is-bliss.html' title='S2 W8. Ignorance is Bliss'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-5402084954886663019</id><published>2010-01-20T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T13:37:23.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S2 W7. Confidant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Someone looks forlorn today..."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Jackie sat on my desk and started playing idly with a pen while she waited for my attention. I continued typing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Shafa..." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she poked my busy hand with the pen. I looked at her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Talk to me...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Jackie I'm fine....do you have the final drafts so I can start modeling?"&lt;/b&gt; Didn't mean to snap, but ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Shafa, I have them but that's not the issue. What's eating at you?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she slid down from the table and finally took the seat opposite me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Is it Yale?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why would it be Yale?"&lt;/b&gt; My problem with some women is that they like to feel like they knowww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Because, you're not easily ruffled. Only someone who has a grip on you can ruffle ......you?" &lt;/i&gt;s&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;he wasn't even smiling when she said that so I knew she wasn't joking. She really believed that. Again she sat, patiently waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jackie is a very unique person. She's random. Charming. Funny. And shes a looker. I can't lie and say I'd never noticed her good looks, she IS stunning, but we just never clicked like that.&amp;nbsp; We have steadily been building a very wish washy close friends kinda relationship and...ya. I know however that she's feeling me in some way. Yea, we have deep conversations every now and then and we are like homeboys when we interact, but shes a woman. A very free and open one at that. She can't really mask her feelings when shes around me.&amp;nbsp; Since she came into town and we were partnered up to work on the lounge project downtown, we had become relatively close. She's had her short comings, lest we forget the drunken incident?? &lt;a href="http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2009/09/w15-love-knock-me-down.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(*Read S1, W15)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But she was a great lady. A number of the guys here have bugged me about her. Apparently we are quite the team and it seems Im the only one she gives the time of the day to. The other day Simon, the drafter from 3rd floor whom Ive spoken all but 3 words (&lt;i&gt;Hey, I'm Shafa)&lt;/i&gt; to since I started working here came, sat at my desk and asked me, quite rudely, if I was with Jackie. After I denied the hommie didnt even wait for me to finish shaking my head he asked if he could have her number.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What are you smiling at? What are you thinking?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;I re focused on her face. She had on blood red lipstick today which matched her dress shirt. On any other person this would have been a bit much for the office, but Jackie pulled it off nicely. It was professionally attractive. Made you wanna listen to what she had to say when she spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Nothing...really... you're just making me laugh with your curiosity."&lt;/b&gt; she seemed to blush a bit, she looked away for a split second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So... whats ruffling you like this naaa- uuuu" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she smiled proudly at her rendition of the word "now". she had been practicing a Nigerian accent because she was recently introduced to Nolly-wood by one of these many razz Nigerian babes in this city that she met at her many....raves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You've come again with your half cooked accent" &lt;/b&gt;I had to smile back though. I needed to talk with someone. Unbiased, Good listener, Analytical, non judgmental......yea. Jackie would do. &lt;b&gt;"Yale's cousin...female.... is kinda...............digging me." &lt;/b&gt;I looked closely to see any trace of reaction that would tell me if I should continue speaking or if Id made the biggest mistake by opening my mouth. She stared blankly back at me as though waiting for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"An-nndd this is a problem because.......?"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She was confused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Look, Shafa Im sure you aware of your good looks, sex appeal, charming attitude, I mean you're a very attractive package. I'm quite sure Yale's cousin is not the first to....digg" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she demonstrates quotes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;"..you."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Ok.. she was already breaking it down in her head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Mm.....The thing is....I find myself still wanting her?"&lt;/b&gt; I kinda hung my head at that moment cause that was the main problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. I said it. I am attracted to Ronke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"O." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she mouthed it. Sat back like she finally understood.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Still?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she cocked her eyebrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Don't get me wrong, I dont even like her as a person.... but ... we kinda had a little something be-"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hey Guys...." &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Simon from upstairs poked his BIG red head in. He gave me the "Allow others look" &lt;/span&gt;"Er...Shafa, a young lady is at the reception to see you. Yale..." &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;he said it like he was casting me... Idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jackie looked at me... I didn't have to tell her we'll finish this discussion later. She didn't have to ask. Simon stood there smiling like he had finally won. Such an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jackie stood up and straightened her pants., in the process she ran her hands over her thighs and backside. Simon was practically drooling. SUCH a BIGG IDIOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Thanks Simon...." &lt;/b&gt;What was Yale doing here sef. She hardly came by my work, and even when she did she never came in.&amp;nbsp; Well siting here wasn't going to answer the question. We all exited my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He walked towards me slowly. He looked tired. He was in stone grey today agin. the color suited him. I love his walk... like he literally commands attention with his swag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hey Babe..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I tiptoed to hug him. Snuck a kiss in there. &lt;b&gt;"Hey you..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"What a pleasant surprise, since when did my work place start to appeal to you?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I knew he would be shocked. But today I felt spontaneous. Besides I wanted to gist him whats been going on with Suni n the cultist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I miss you and wanted to surprise you, I even brought lunch" &lt;/b&gt;AKA McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We started walking to his office. I spotted stunna walking to the elevator. As always she looked annoyingly good. I looked at Shafa to see if he noticed her. He eyes were focused inside the Miki D's paper bag looking for fries. Jackie turned and spotted me. She waved.&amp;nbsp; I waved back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Jackie is waving o"&lt;/b&gt; He finally took his eyes off the food and looked. He waved back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"So...."&lt;/i&gt; he munched on a fry. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Thanks by the way," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;he raised the bag &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Didn't even know I was this hungry." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;We finally got to his office and got settled. He had wolfed down half of the fries already. I just watched him grub. He smiled at me and continued eating. Never really looking at me. Something had to be on his mind. He seemed....distant almost.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hows the job? Hope they arent killing you..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Man.. its fine o, just need to make sure Jackie gets those drafts to me before the week runs out if not Im screwed with my time line for modeling."&lt;/i&gt; He started on the burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Toba confessed to me about everything."&lt;/b&gt; He stopped chewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"As per......"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Cult, Father, Suni, Everything."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Wow....."&lt;/i&gt; He wiped his face and put down his barely eaten burger.&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Its true?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"From what he said,yes."&lt;/b&gt; I actually laughed ..."&lt;b&gt;Wanna know his reason for telling me?&lt;/b&gt;" I didnt even wait for him to answer because I was gonna tell him anyways.&lt;b&gt;"his reason for telling me...get this"&lt;/b&gt; I sat forward because I couldn't wait to give him the outrageousness "&lt;b&gt;He says....Suni's baby is cursed and the cult is going to come after him and her and kill ALL of them."&lt;/b&gt; I rolled my eyes for emphasis. &lt;b&gt;"Can anybody be THIS shallow and WEAK to convince the mother of their child the reason to abort is because of CULT members???" &lt;/b&gt;I laughed again because now the story was still very funny in my ear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well....."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ahn &lt;b&gt;"Oh Puh-leaseee!! Dont tell me you believe him Shafa?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Not that I do, but the boy IS known to be an Olode. Like this is a known fact."&lt;/i&gt; He adjusted in hsi seat. &lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"My worry now is, this is all secret info he has downloaded on you, are you safe??"&lt;/i&gt; He looked worried. "Shit, am I safe??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Selfish much?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Sorry, but really though........."&lt;/i&gt; he looked at me I looked at him, both of us lost in thoughts of how serious this info session via confession could be. &lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Have you told Suni?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm going there today... I'm apparently meant to try to convince her with his cock and bull story."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shafa's phone vibrated on the table. I glanced at it...unconsciously.&amp;nbsp; He snatched it off the table, but not quick enough for me to have seen who was calling. It was Ronke.What's she calling him for? I bet she's following up on that coffee...that girl is just not serious.It vibrated again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Are you going to ignore your ultimate crush?" &lt;/b&gt;I teased. He really looked like he wasn't sure if he should pick or not. &lt;b&gt;"Answer the girl oh, before she bursts in here!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He half smiled and just let it ring. &lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Abeg leave these things... we have more serious issues on our hands."&lt;/i&gt; He picked up his burger again to get chowing. His office phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"AH - AH!" &lt;/b&gt;I clapped my hands together as if I were dusting them. &lt;b&gt;"She even has your office number?"&lt;/b&gt; Odd... but then again its Ronke, she has everybody's business at her fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"What makes you think its her sef?" &lt;/i&gt;He picked &lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Shafa Johnson..." &lt;/i&gt;he paused listening. "&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Are you kidding me?"&lt;/i&gt; pause again. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Damn... ok thanks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; he dropped the phone then hung his head with a huge sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Its her abi? Shit I'm too goodd!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Save me from your cousin o!! Yale... SAVE ME!!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just laughed and waited for this dear cousin of mine to enter let me scold her for disturbing my man! I snagged an extra fry that Shafa hadn't eaten and just waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-5402084954886663019?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/5402084954886663019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=5402084954886663019' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/5402084954886663019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/5402084954886663019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/01/s2-w7-confidant.html' title='S2 W7. Confidant'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-8187190838762404834</id><published>2010-01-15T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:31:24.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S2 W6. Blind-ISH Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;My phone was ringing. Off the chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;I had the mind to ignore it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hello....?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Shafa?..."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Female voice.... too high pitched for recognition. I looked at the screen of my phone to see if I recognized the number, it said unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ya waddup?.... Who's this?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Shafa... its Ronke."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;In-tresting. Shoulda listened to my instinct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yo wassup you aii?"&lt;/b&gt; Not that I really cared. But she WAS calling at an odd hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No not really.... I'm a bit.. stran....ded...?"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she broke down the last word like she wasn't sure she should use it. Cause it sounds dodgy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes Ronke, it sounds VERY dodgy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"O....k...?"&lt;/b&gt; I broke it down in a similar manner...&lt;b&gt;"So...??"&lt;/b&gt; ugh I better give the girl a break. I'm too washed out to play the role of asshole.&lt;b&gt;"Ok where are you?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yorkshire."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What in the world-"&lt;/b&gt; that was almost outta town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I know I know... Its a long story I'd tell you when.... if...you're able to get me. Shafa please I'm begging you... Its cold, dark and ....there are shady guys walking around please. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;Uggghhhhhhh! &lt;b&gt;"Gimme 30...."&lt;/b&gt; I had already started getting out of bed. &lt;b&gt;"Please dont get kidnapped before I get there. Where in Yorkshire?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She gave an excited shriek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Thank you thank you thank you! I love you for this one...." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Sure Ronke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm at the Esso gas station on.." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;there was a pause. I figured she was getting her location. I wore my sneakers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;"On Belfast and Eden"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok.. see you."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;**************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;She literally ran into the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Thank you. Thank you. THANK YOU!" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She let out a relieved sigh.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;i&gt;Shafa Johnson!" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she paused for a breath and turned to me. I just shook my head. Drama Queen. Everything is soo EXTRA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;"You???"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Ehen? Me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; "You just saved my life. Thank you...!!!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;You owe me Ronke.."&lt;/b&gt; man.. I shouldn't have said that, babe might take it the wrong -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Of course Shafa... I hate debts." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she smiled in an evil way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;"So I pay them back quite....quickly." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Uh oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Where are you heading?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Home......."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;I made a U turn and started making our way back into town. I knew she was watching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Is there a problem?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Not even... " &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she smirked then turned to look out the window....I glanced at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;See, the thing here is, Ronke is a VERY attractive girl. Ass, check. Titties, check, Skin tone, Damn. Hair n make up always on point iLke the girl was well put together. She matured quite early because lest I forget the babe is not even 23 yet. But shes a fire cracker this one all mixed with insanity...she WILL harm a brother. Which is why I know alarms are sounding because this was a very dumb move. I shouldn't have come to pick her. Plus she can be very... what word can I use now... manipulating? in a non manipulative manner. You would just not know when you end up in a very compromising position with her. She jumped like she remembered something&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes o! Hmnnn!!! What happened to meeee"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;again, Drama queen in Full effect. She was kinda cute though when she did all her antics.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Sooo-oooo My friend Mallorie calls me to go out with her tonite to a house party in Yorkshire, She was gonna give me a ride, buy my booze, she was catering to ME tonight.. so of course SCHUUUPIIDD Ronke prances along all spazzed out for a night of mayhem only to get to this God forsaken part of town"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she jabbed her hands in the air gesturing at the area...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;"and the bitch stands me up to run off with some Indian Boy!" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she opens her mouth like "Oh My God"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;I front surprise. &lt;b&gt;"Are you for real?? A ya!..."&lt;/b&gt; I really didst sympathize with her. Buu-uutt,&amp;nbsp; I did empathize with a waste of such a nice ensemble...she looked good though I must say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Like-eeee the boy wasnt even fine!!! Uh NEVER again.!!"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she clucked her tongue and smacked her hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sorry oh, next time you'll stay home and be a good student."&lt;/b&gt; I wasn't even joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She punched my arm and giggled like I was joking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You're not serious..."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She adjusted her seat like she was uncomfortable....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Can you turn down the heat please...."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she made a face showing her discomfort then started shrugging out of her jacket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Ronke its -15 outside......"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And its 35 degrees in here, I know your Nigerian but Damn! Me Im a posh babe o, I dont like heat......."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; I turned it down a bit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;"...except of course in the right context."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;Play if off Shafa. &lt;b&gt;"Sure Ronke... aje pako like you? I doubt it. You must be freezing your ass off in that outfit..." &lt;/b&gt;I made the mistake of turning to confirm the outfit she was wearing. Shit. This Jazabel had on a see through blouse...............................*gulp* &lt;b&gt;"You gotta be cold. Dont be fronting there that your ajebota and come and catch cold tomorrow oh"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'll be fine Shafa...." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She giggled my name like som'n was funny.&amp;nbsp; Her voice had toned down...wasn't high pitched any more............borderline husky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;I focused on the white striped on the road as they zoomed by, Better than thinking of the woman beside me in my vehicle at this ungodly hour. I turned up the music to get rid of the awkward silence..."Lovers and Friends" just happened to be the sound track.I dont know why I was uncomfortable with this. I flipped the CD...CD 3, some Tupac. That should be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;We were driving in silence and my mind was finally wandering away into nothingness as we started entering the city well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm attracted to you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Whoa..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;that came from. no where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I know....I'm bad right?"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;rhetorical question there....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Like my own cousin's man...................." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;We were getting to her street.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Turn right at the light...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I know...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You still remember where my house is....?"&lt;/i&gt; s&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;ounded like a trick question. I ignored the question and made the turn weaving my way through the one way roads to finally get to her house. She had been watching to see if I'd make a wrong turn, I almost made one just so I won't look like a ....like I kept directions to her house for any specific reason..........................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wow Shafa... Impressive."&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I smiled at her and slowed down to a stop in front of her house....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; "Thanks a million Shafs... I owe u................"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Don't even worry about it."&lt;/b&gt; See? God... I turned her down o!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No.. I insist ...."&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She started wearing her coat and while she stretched to get her arms into the sleeves, her chest pressed hard against her shirt and .....freaking babe.. She's cold......Or....turned on. Either way her body was responding to -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'll make you lunch.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Huh?" &lt;/b&gt;I was lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Lunch... Food.. I'll make it for you...?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She was smiling cause she knew I had seen. Damn this girl. I REALLY need to keep away from her.Especially during the night........Winch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Don't bother Ronke, I wanna live to see my kids ehn?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She put her hand to her chest like she was insulted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'll surprise you." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;She gave a half laugh and in flash speed she leaned forward and pecked me on the cheek.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Thanks Shafa...really appreciate this!"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;And she was out the car. Like nothing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in the world...? Did I.....Why do I feel like I just cheated on Yale?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464459430223763449-8187190838762404834?l=myspiltink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/feeds/8187190838762404834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464459430223763449&amp;postID=8187190838762404834' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/8187190838762404834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464459430223763449/posts/default/8187190838762404834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2010/01/s2-w6-blind-ish-date.html' title='S2 W6. Blind-ISH Date'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-2117592509505456302</id><published>2010-01-11T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T12:10:51.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S2 W5. These are my....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Curiosity kills the cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That was all that was on my mind as I parked my car and walked into Stanley's, eyes searching for A-hole. Unfortunately, he is a good looking brother. And he dresses sharp. And my eyes by default spot people like this in a heart beat. So. He wasn't hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I walked up to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I took the liberty of ordering you a brownie and hot chocolate"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Damn him for being acquainted with a best friend of mine, consequently knowing my weaknesses. I mumbled a thank you. That didn't stop me though from saying a quick&amp;nbsp; sanctification prayer.... lest we forget we are sitting across from cult boy o. Plus God minus satan. I dove in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So....."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I finally looked up to take a good look at him. He looked worn out. He had coarse but FULL African kind of hair, so I could tell he had ran his hands a couple of times over it cause of how rough it looked. It wasn't a bad look.Come to think of it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yea...by the way thanks for showing up." &lt;/i&gt;He rubbed his hands against his pants like he was nervous or something. &lt;i&gt;"I was thinking I was going to have to give your food to charity."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small talk. Small talk. No time. &lt;b&gt;"Toba, what is going on?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;meaning. Tell me EVERYTHING. From second ONE! Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't waste time. Sharp boy. &lt;i&gt;"I was initiated into my dad's secret society when I was 15."&lt;/i&gt; He paused for effect. Like this was news to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Er...I know...." &lt;/b&gt;Me maa I flexed small muscle and continued eating my brownie like this was stale gist, WHICH it was. If he was surprised he masked it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I figured....." &lt;/i&gt;He gave me a suspicious look &lt;i&gt;"Who told you?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Does it matter....? Just sha understand some of us know you're not....." &lt;/b&gt;I refused to finish my sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just smiled at the silent insult and continued. &lt;i&gt;"Anyways...I wasn't really sure what was going on, but all I knew is, apparently I was becoming a man, and this was how the process was. Shocking, Painful, but VERY fruitful."&lt;/i&gt; he paused. &lt;i&gt;"In the short term that is. I went to UniLag...got accepted for Business Admin. Well... I kind of paid my way into school, but that's little details. " &lt;b&gt;So the point of all this information is......??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; As if he heard my thoughts. &lt;i&gt;"Point is that, I probably wasn't supposed to be in school, but Money paired with the fact I was a legit and the youngest member of Olode* (&lt;a href="http://myspiltink.blogspot.com/2009/07/gist.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Read S1, W4 for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) which is the name&amp;nbsp; of the..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Again... all this is fluff gist..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh."&lt;/i&gt; He sat back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok let me help you here in telling me what I DON'T know." &lt;/b&gt;I had demolished the brownie and was energized now. &lt;b&gt;"Toba, why is Suni's getting rid of this baby SO important to you?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took a deep breath and rubbed his hands through his hard and over his face. Y&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;es Toba this is a freaking interrogation.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The baby is my first seed." &lt;/i&gt;he said the last part with animated quotations. &lt;i&gt;"Technically, my first seed is for Olode. This is my payment for the security, wealth, good health blah blah that has been given to me for the last 15 years and is meant to secure the same for the next ..... however long.&amp;nbsp; The deal was... my first seed&amp;nbsp; or me."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"But........ are you STILL a cultist?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Then....?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yale, its a bit more complicated than that. I cannot just opt out of a cult. Out of THIS cult. I'm going to either have to give Suni up.... because she is the closest person to me. Or......they take her any ways... along with the baby because I broke the deal."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I thought you said it was baby or you... how does Suni now become&amp;nbsp; collateral for your stupidity now?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Suni is the love of my life Yale.... " &lt;/i&gt;He said it like D'uhhh&lt;i&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;He waited for that to marinate for a bit....It was..... but I still had questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok....how does killing the baby solve your problem. The way your talking this your group knows how to getchu...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If the baby dies BEFOOREE it is due.... Then all I have to do is give up all my wealth. I mean EVERYTHING. And they make me..... sterile." &lt;/i&gt;It was like he choked on the word.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ah.. this thing wasn't joining well in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The baby is not dying Toba. You're MURDERING it. I'm sure your devil friends would know the difference"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Not even Yale.....not even." &lt;/i&gt;He sat forward again like he was about to make his selling pitch. &lt;i&gt;"Yale, the riches, the wealth mean NOTHING ...-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"And your future "children""..&lt;/b&gt; I used my eyes to point at his crotch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well..... I would give that up to save Suni.."&lt;/i&gt; He looked me directly in&amp;nbsp; the eye... and I... I believed him. For that moment. &lt;i&gt;"Yale if she keeps this baby, they will take the baby AND her. I am 100% and MORE sure of that. They would want to get back at me for playing them.. these guys are blood thirsty, before they finish me off, they will make sure I suffer..... Suni is the only way they can make me suffer."&lt;/i&gt; This wasn't making sense, but it was making sense at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So you want to kill baby so you and Suni can live.....?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And be free from this nonsense."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"They won't bother you after that?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"After I say what happened to the baby, I'd give up everything I have and go back for cleansing - "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Cleansing?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Taking of my sperm Yale."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Oh."&lt;/b&gt; He shook his head like I was dumb. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well Sorry I'm not with the latest cult terms!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"....and we will be done with all that."&lt;/i&gt; He sat back. again.....and ran his hands over his face and hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So why tell me all this?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So you can understand the danger Suni is in if she keeps the baby and maybe.... you can convince her other wise."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So you want me to go back and tell my best friend to KILL her FIRST baby because her boyfriend was STUPID enough to join a cult and now has put her in danger ? So to appease the angered cult leaders we have to literally RUIN her life?"&lt;/b&gt; after I stated it like that it seemed so STUPID. &lt;b&gt;"You are on drugs Toba."&lt;/b&gt; I finished my hot chocolate. "&lt;b&gt;Cheap CHEAP ones."&lt;/b&gt; I looked around for my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wait Yale..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Wait for WHAT? You must be fucking kidding me. Like seriously Toba. What kind of selfishness is that?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And your being unselfish by not even AT LEAST trying to save Suni?"&lt;b&gt; Oh.... Oh.... he was going to play dirty like that.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; "&lt;i&gt;Do you believe what Ive told you?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Quite frankly no. I think its a pack of shit."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So you're waiting until she disappears or turns up dead before you get it?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"SHUTTUP Toba!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No.... seriously. You've come here Im quite sure with a preconceived idea that Ive come to lie to you or makeup fairy tales, so you wrote me off already. I love Suni, Yale.... I don't know about you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I love Suni!-"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Then tell her....convince her."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let out a frustrated sigh. This boy....... THIS BOY...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"How do you intend on "staging" this murder.... "&lt;/b&gt; because that sounded VERY sketchy to the random eavesdropper I added &lt;b&gt;"of an abortion."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Leave that to me. But just convince Suni, Yale... make her listen to me..... Please.... I ... I need her to be safe. Not to be dragged into this."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Well you've already done the opposite of all that genius." &lt;/b&gt;I looked around for my bag. Picked it up. &lt;b&gt;"thanks for the snacks"&lt;/b&gt; I stood up.&lt;b&gt; "I'll tell her everything you've said, not because I believe you or I think you're right, but because I'm scared stiff for her saftey. "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood up too &lt;i&gt;"Thank-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Wait o..... understand NOW!!"&lt;/b&gt; I held my ear to emphasize that he listen CAREFULLY."&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; am NOT going to try to convince her to do anything as absurd and as heartless as killing her own child. You hear?"&lt;/b&gt; he didn't answer me. &lt;b&gt;"Toba Anuti do you understand?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sure."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"If she calls you back lucky you. If she doesn't................." &lt;/b&gt;I don't even know.... &lt;b&gt;"I don't know. But please.... dont contact me again. I'm not up for spooky stories every-time I hear from you. Seriously Toba. Please leave me alone. I want to live to see my grand children. Ehn? Please...." &lt;/b&gt;I put on my jacket. All the while he watched me not saying anything. He looked....frustrated. I had some balls insulting this guy like this o, image he just changed me to yam now. Ah...its time to go o. I finished buttoning up my coat. I gave a fake smile.&lt;b&gt; "Take care."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked out. 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These are my....'/><author><name>Fauxlox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10821471876891193910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEU25vRWH1k/TmOVMBxerFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ulffcbH8k9g/s220/body.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464459430223763449.post-6391838370686670206</id><published>2010-01-05T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T08:23:19.632-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selfish reasons going home'/><title type='text'>S2 W4. Selfish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;He had come for only 10 minutes. But he had come. *sighh* I feel good. So good I had eaten that CRAP this hospital calls food, just so I could have energy for when he came in today. He said he was gonna come by today. He never really said a time though, but whatever, he's going to come. I didnt know I had raised my hand to fix my hair until I felt my hand running and patting the nest down. I looked at the clock. 9:30am. Hmn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;The nurse came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Good Morning Miss Bello." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;She was a round chirpy lady. Bright red hair and offensively red&amp;nbsp;lipstick. Her tag read....I squinted a bit...I think it read Lisette. Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Morning...." &lt;/b&gt;I smiled and sat up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You seem better this morning" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she was checking the IV beside me, the machine readings, for baby I figure, etc. I wonder if she REALLY gave a shit about&amp;nbsp; how I felt this morning or if it was just idle talk while she poked around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I AM better"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"That's good, that's good...." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she wrote some stuff down, did some checking again, wrote more stuff down. I silently waited for her to finish. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ooooooo...&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;/b&gt;she wrote down more stuff &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"..kkkk!" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;she hit the pad like she just wrote a period or something then finally focused on me. I smiled. "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Any nausea this morning?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;I shook my head. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Dizziness?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Head shake. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Fatigue?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;more head shake. "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you sure you're pregnant?" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;She laughed at the rhetorical question. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ok the doctor would be in to see you shortly."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; She turned around to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Er.............Which doctor please?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Dr Ndani."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; She pronounced it Dah-nee... I must've smiled too hard because she smiled back at me like she knew that my tummy was somersaulting and heart was singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Thank you."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;***************************************************************************************************************&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;My eyes never left the door after Lisette left. She had said shortly and Oh, I'm a patient one today. I simply just laid there in wait. He came in shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey you." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He's eyes were on the clip board. I waited for him to look up. He did. Now... My day has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;" Morning."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Rest well?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Mhmn... you?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"3 hours 12 minutes sleep. Heaven"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"That can't be healthy doctor."&lt;/b&gt; What's it with me and all these cheesy lines? I cant help it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We have been conditioned don't worry." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He smiled at me, oo, was that baby moving? How in teh world did he get his teeth soo.... pearly white. "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;So... are your ready to go home?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;f you're coming with me, sure?&lt;/i&gt; I almost said that out loud....."&lt;b&gt;I guess so, I feel fine. The food sucks by the way"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;He smiled and walked towards me. I adjusted my seat. He noticed my nervousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wont make you sick again don't worry, you can relax"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;See this guy. Relax when he's a few inches away from me ready to make contact. Which kind dirty Relax!.... I held my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Really Suni."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I let it go.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ok, lets &amp;nbsp;make sure everything is all right before I sign your release form..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d9d9d9; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;***************************************************************************************************************&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yale, please can you come and get me from this prison. They have released me o."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yaay! Ok I'm coming."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; my phone beeped showing there was an incoming call. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"See &amp;nbsp;you in a bit, another phone call is coming in"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I clicked off....it rang again. Caller ID kicked in.Hiss.... bofun.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Yes Toba how can I help you?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Is Suni Ok?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Is your HEADD ok?? And how does her welfare concern you?"&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;I didnt have time for this conversation. This man had single handedly reduced my friend to.......a malnourished mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Please Yale... she's not the only one suffering here."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Really? You too are storing a baby in a malnourished body because your boyfriend wanted you to MURDER it and it pushed you to a very dangerous depression. How sad. I never knew."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I didnt wait for him to respond. "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Look, I have places to go and people see, please go and find another person's life to ruin...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so silent on the other end that I thought he had dropped the phone on me. Then he spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I just want to know if she's alright.... if she kept it." &lt;/i&gt;Oh I was about to kill a mutherf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You................."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...Yale, it makes no sense she would be MORE fucked up IF she keeps it......you have to under -"&lt;/i&gt; I really could not believe this nigga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"....Ass-hole!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...I love Suni....I want her to have my kids, I want her to be my wife......" &lt;/i&gt;he took a deep breath. " &lt;i&gt;But this one..... this would kill her.....Literally."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This IDIIIOOT. This Mad Man. This Fooooooooool... This.....This...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Toba. I think I'm done listening to your BS. Have a blasted day and don't be calling me back or i WILL have cops on your occultist ass."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What arrant nonsense. Literally my ass. I grabbed my keys and headed for my car. Suni was going to just LOVE hearing this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone vibrated when I got into the car. it was a text message from Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;URGENT REPLY REQUIRED:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;This isn't a matter of feelings&amp;nbsp; now Yale. I promise on my mothers grave Suni is not safe keeping that baby. I cant reach her and she wont talk to me. But As much as you hate my guts now too, you're the only one that I think I can reason with. Please. Let me tell you everything. So you can understand... and help her too. Stanley's on Carter Avenue at 8:30? Please&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sat
