Odd hours.

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             It started subtly but lately, I have been finding myself being suddenly awake at strange hours. Sometimes it may be 1:17 am, 2:43 a.m, 3:11 a.m, or even 3:57 a.m, nothing consistent.   Not because of bad dreams or the usual midnight thirst, sometimes ni ile kuamka kuenda washroom to relieve yourself, ama venye msee huturn ndio akuwe more comfortable, na feel niko observed na presence of something or someone, ilikuwa ina feel something ancient and patient had been watching me.    At first, it was innocent. I had woken up to go pee, then I felt it. Then came the second, third, and fourth night, unajipata you are awake, funny thing hata hauamki to go pee. Uko hapo kwa kitanda staring at darkness, unashangaa rada ni gani, mbona usingizi imepotea impromptu, then you feel that same presence wrap itself around the air like fog, invisible, but undeniable.    Unajaribu kufukuza uwoga, but after sometime inabidi umewasha lig...

The storm.




A broken bone heals but a broken soul gets used to the pain. I absent-mindedly stared at Miranda yapping about things I didn’t care about.

“J..!!”

“Damn girl, are you even listening..?”

Her pupils looked dilated and I couldn't help but notice how dark they were. 

“Huh..?”

“I am really sorry, you were saying..?"

I sipped my coffee to hide my frown 

“Do you have a crush on me..?”

She smirked 

“eeeewwww..!!!!”

“NOOO!”

We both bust into laughter while she signalled the waiter to pay our bill. We were headed to Miranda's place where we found Mason was already there. He was deeply engrossed in a movie because he just waved at us and continued with watching.

Miranda was, if I may, a goddess. From the top to the bottom everything was just perfect. A tiny waist that would fit into every dress, and a smooth and glowing skin to top it all off. 

She was lucky with men who loved her inside out. but me? 

Damn I was the exact opposite. Buggy T-shirts to hide my small emerging  tummy and mummies jeans to hide imperfect legs , and sneakers to just make everything look more imperfect. 

Sometimes I couldn't help but wonder what gorge saw in me but then we had never really meet . 

I was the always the one crying in the shower at midnight, the one zoning out every second and the one that never got lucky as long as love is involved. 

"so is he tall?"

Miranda eyed me suspiciously 

"why you looking at me like that?"

I hid my face in my dark blue hoodie and tried to blow it off 

"she's nervous "

Miranda murmured 

“who are you talking to, and.. ”

“yes I am nervous..,”

“it's the first time I'm meeting Gorge!!”

I sighed 

“Mason.., ”

“please tell her that she's gorgeous. "

She pinched my left upper arm. 

“Mason..?”

I snuck my head out 

"Heeeey"

He always had this certain effect on me. Just one word, and every storm inside me is calm.

“I am nervous mason, ”

“he's my first.”

I sunk my shoulders and let out one long deep breath .

"You'll be fine, "

he sighed,

"I need to leave though. "

He twisted his face 

"dude, you've gat to stop doing that! "

I yelled. I didn't  know why I was angry but I was fuming inside. 

"what did I do? "

He raised his hands up as a sign of surrender 

“You've changed.., ”

“ever since I told you I found someone.., ”

“you keep pushing me away! ”

I was at the verge of crying, I could literally feel the sting in my eyes.


"oh.. so now am jealous!?"

he yelled 

Oh my goodness! He yelled, he has never done that.

"I couldn't care less about you, and your boyfriend. "

He slurred out the word boyfriend. His face was neutral and I was seconds away from crying.

"Get out Mason!! "

I yelled 

“I am sorry, ”

“I didn't mean that.”

He scratched the back of his head 

"LEAVE "

A tear dropped..

“J..,”

Guilt was written all over his face.

"Can we talk after you meet him? "

He whispered 

"you can show yourself out"

I glared at him 

"alright "

He got up, turned around, and headed for the door. As soon as the door slammed, I let it all out...


Comments

  1. You always leave us stranded along the road

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  2. Awesome story πŸŽ‰πŸŽ‰πŸ₯³πŸ₯³ I would like to read more and more of this

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  3. This is amazingπŸŽ‰,,,you such a good writer looking forward for more fun hereπŸ˜‡πŸ˜

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  4. I really enjoyed reading thisπŸ˜…πŸ˜

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  5. I really wanted to like this because I enjoy most of your stories but the points of view were all over the place and I had no idea who was talking or even where mason came into the story or his relevance

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  6. Whatever is your problem with these crazy cliff hangers🀦
    Great piece though 😊

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  7. Look after your quiet friends... I already have a feeling this will not end well

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  8. WowπŸ’“πŸ’žπŸ˜πŸ˜˜

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  9. WowπŸ’“πŸ’žπŸ˜πŸ˜˜

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