Chapter three
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"When trust is broken,it can never be fixed"

As it was dark, so was it scary,cold,and lifeless. I have been driving around the whole city,it wasn't as easy at it seemed but it wasn't terrible, and thank God I wasn't hit.

I found myself in a loud and noisy place. After  roaming about Abuja for over three hours, I finally followed other cars to a club.

It wasn't my kind of place but I figured it would be less tragic for me. And despite the sounds I would do perfectly fine, if nobody asks me any questions or talks about my life.

I wasn't as angry as before,but still; I rather be surrounded by nameless faces and unknown personalities that would give the world to know less about me than be with people who act like I'm a lifeless tin-can rolling around their lives.

There were flashing lights around the place, the husky voice of Davido singing the song the people danced to, "jowo" As they moved their bodies.

Ignoring most of the kissing scenarios I came across, I was able to make it to the bar attendant without getting hit.

Slowly slouching on the counter, the keys let loose off my hand and slide on the table. "A glass of Hennessy, with ice." I was detailed with my request, I never, or rather,-due to time-have barely had alcohol in my system, typically because I would easily get addicted whenever alcohol comes in,but thanks to Adam, I was able to control it, up until now that is,

I didn't need any body to tell me what to do,or much less listen to myself through the whole night.

"Tough night?" As I bent to the sound of my phone,I look up at the bar attendant who had a grin on his face, trying to meddle in my business. I came here to clear my head, not to remember or talk about it.

"Tough break. shut it, get your job done and fuck off." I said simply with little victory after pulling my phone to my face. I rolled off my eyes and rolling them even more as i recognized the caller ID on my screen.

Feed up, I slapped my phone on the counter,close to the keys, I took the glass to my mouth,and in a gulp I sent it down my throat. loving the effect on me I requested for another as I pushed the glass to him. "You know what to do." Silently I said to him.

"y....yes ma'am." He took the glass and turned so I was seeing his back,when I grew irritated, I spin my   chair , drawn by the loud cheers I finally accommodated behind me. I saw them,high and waisted, but happy and satisfied, they seemed to be clearly hypnotized by the majestic voice of 'Davido'

Who I remember to be a great model to Adam. Wow. I've never missed them so much,yet I haven't felt so free without them.

They were trouble, but they were my trouble.

Some way, I already started feeling my cells jump as the booming sound was fully accommodated it in my head, slowly drawn to its satisfying and pleasure giving sound. I never thought I would be the one here, dancing with drunk Nigerian teenagers,bluntly even thinking of the consequences.

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"Wow. What. A nice plan." I know that pity mokery from anywhere.

"What do you want?! I thought I was clear earlier. Go away." Childishly irritated, I turned my gaze from that ridiculous eyes, resuming my formal actions Where my throat constantly felt the hotness In my glute.

I threw my hand in the air,and the harsh, spicy liquid went down my throat and I winched simultaneously.

"You know, you're the least I thought would be here." And suddenly, I frowned into thin air before swiftly spinning my head towards him.

"Oh really?" I wined. "You thought I would listen to your so-called speech about consequences of alcohol? Well then. Do I look like I care?" I waited for an answer with high eyes, throwing another set to my glut and winching again.

"You can't care about me that much if you're going to make my situation seem like its just beginning, You have no idea how I felt so you're not gonna know now. Just leave." I added and he sighed and looked away.

Even when it seemed like I would barely stop seeing the bottom of my bottle, I still had some stamina, I could see properly,  I could speak,and tell that I do not want to see this person again.

"What the hell are you still doing here?! I dont want to see you okay?" I said irrerared already by his sent. That perfect sent that I've spent all my life with.

I was scared of pushing him away, but I did. Not because I hate him, but I didn't want him seeing me like this.

I looked down at my feet and my hands, my face through a spotless glass, and him staring hopefully behind me and I couldn't hide that I didn't see pity in his eyes.

I died slowly, emotionally apart and mentally unstaible. At the moment. "Listen. Don't pity me okay, don't look at me that way. Like I've given up or like I'm about to die. Even if you have every reason to think likewise. I am falling apart, and I know it. I don't need anyone to remind me, or tell me how it is or is going to be unless you're in it to help me." And tears stared to fall down my eyes.

"Yes, I'm drunk and waisted, but I still know what I want now. And that is to be far away from anyone that knows about me as possible. I don't want any-"

I was suddenly stopped, as my chest dropped down to my tum. I could literally feel my ears bleed at that moment, as my lips were wired shut. In a few seconds he let go of my chin and I see his lips in an inch.

"You didn't just kiss me." Unbelieveable! Why would he do that?! He's my fucking friend.

"I did. And you couldn't do anything. You even kissed me back. And I know, you liked it. Babe." I just stared in untra pro confusion.

"That, was to show you how much I know and care about you. Right now you seem like you could stab with that bottle. But guess what? I looked pass that. Just as I looked pass that and kiss you. It was amayzing, felt extremely good. Reminded me of how beautiful you are."

I just listened with shock and a developing guilt. "Likewise, I looked pass your problem, I know it's very difficult, and it looks ugly, but thats on the out side. On the inside, is a beautiful, soft and delicate flower, that's just waiting for the brightest sun to sparkle endlessly. Behind this sudden depression, is a beautiful flower. My flower."

When it felt like a heavy load fell on my chest,I opened my mouth to speak but it was clogged. With all the hottness I felt in my chest and probably my alcoholic breath, I didnt want to say a word.

I looked at him as I struggle to stand on my feet. I wobbled again,and my eyes began to close itself. Hearing the last words before I went off.

𒊹︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎
Hay....guys!!! First of all, thank you, for your lovely support, and constant reading, thanks for the comments and all.

Yeah ok so.....thats that, for, more are coming up, buh its just that ive been busy with school I couldnt publish, but anyway, i fought through and boom!

Okay so..i know i promised to read some of yalls books and you've Probably been waiting and didn't get any responce, but let me fill that space, and say that i have read most of the book, most of which were off line due to my shortage in data, but i have, and i love them.

They are great, strong characters, the storyline, everything. Couldn't vote due to thesame reason. But i will vote on all the chapters i've read, and....comments will come up soon.

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