John Okata @jaymelody162

My name is Gloria , i lost my mother a year ago because we didn't have money for her operation. She had brain 🧠 tumor which brought her close to her grave everyday and the fruits 🍓🍑 we sold was not enough to take care of her bills so on a cold morning, she gave up. My heart was pierced, battered and shattered. I sought death but it didn't come. After her burial, i picked up my pieces and moved on. Getting back to life on my own was hopeless and meaningless. Sales got bad, the little stand where we stayed and sold fruits fell, i couldn't erect it back. My life was in shambles. No one to run to, no relative and my mother never disclosed the identity of my father to me because according to her, he never cared. My rent expired and i begged a friend of mine Queen, who was a known big babe to accommodate me. She accepted with out hesitation and i packed in.
Queen treated me like a sister and we became more close. She would always buy me stuffs, stock up the house with food and make sure i'm comfortable. I got a job after about a month later. I just managed to write my WAEC the previous year and no means to further hence the pay of 40,000 was for an S.S.C.E holder. It was a receptionist job at a popular and high-profile hotel "L.K hospitality". At the end of every month, i buy my personal needs, buy some food stuffs for the house and save the rest yet, it wasn't solving every of my need. Six months after moving in to the apartment, queen bought a car. She was a silent achiever. A one league person, no much friends, just her sister and brother who come around once in a blue moon 🔵. We celebrated her car success and that same night, she got engaged to her fiance. I was happy for her all through but when i remembered that i'll have to move out when she finally ties the nut, i became sad and decided to double my hustle. I realized i haven't saved enough to rent an apartment of my own.
The hunt for an extra hustle began. One day, while at work a high profiled man made a hall reservation for his private meeting and while leaving, dropped his complimentary card after attesting to my beauty. Two weeks later, i called and went to see him in his place. He was an oil business mogul who kept on answering one business call and another with different phones. I felt relaxed and was served well and trust me, I ate to my satisfaction. When i was to go, he apologized for not giving me attention and then he brought out a bundle of money and gave to me. Then he instructed his driver to drop me off after promising to re-schedule our meeting when he'll be less busy. I thanked him and left. Getting home and reminiscing on the visit i could tell that i liked him. Or rather still was falling for him. Uuhhmmm i heaved a big sigh, it better not be what i'm thinking 🤔🤔 . I forgot to spill, his name is Alex. We got talking almost everyday on phone and we started clicking to the extent that i always feel bad anytime we don't get to talk due to his busy schedule 😕😕.
After about a month later, we re-scheduled meeting like he promised. We went out on a date to a V.I.P restaurant after which we went to his place. We got gisting, talking and laughing at some point, we kissed. He asked me out , i agreed and we started dating. I was elated. Many butterflies in my tummy. The feeling of having some dear again in my life asides my late mum and my friend queen made me joyful and hopefui. I hoped really for the best times to come.

Rain was pouring and we stood there in silence.

Please... Why are you looking at me with such pain and regret in your eyes? I don't want to see you like this.

"Zheldria, I... I'm sorry," he apologizes as the rain poured down, embracing us with its droplets.

Everything feels heavy. My hair, my clothes, my body, and most definitely my heart.

"You don't have to be sorry, Nevix," I uttered, fighting the tears that fear the strongly constructed force I've built to prevent them from falling down my cheeks.

"But I... I hurt you. And I never meant to do that."
I could see his tears cascade down his face.

I hate it. I hate seeing you like this, Nevix. And you know that. So please stop.

"Nevix, please, this is for the better."
I cupped his face with my hand and rest my head on his chest.

"I don't want to see you looking like this, Nevix. I know it's hard, but you have to let me go. You'll have Maggie with you. She'll always be with you, Nevix. I know she will. She'll be there instead of me."

It hurts. I didn't want to say that. I want to be the one who will always be with you, Nevix. I badly want to be with you tomorrow and forever. But... fate doesn't seem to agree.

"I don't want that! I want you. ONLY YOU! Why is it that "we" have to part?! Why, Zhil?! WHY?!"

I take a step back.

"It's just how it is, Nevix. It's just how it is." Such vague words coming from my mouth. I hate it.

"As much as I want to hold on to us, I can't, Nevix. "We" can't."

Oh how unfair the world is. The love of my life is right here, right in front of me, and I can't even hold and have him with the assurance that he "is" mine and that he will forever be mine.

The silence from him is killing me. It's killing me oh so slowly that it's suffocating.

I can't take this anymore.

I turn my back from the one I yearn for. The one I want. My moon. My world. My everything.

"Z-zhil... I... I love you."

I know, Nevix. I know.

At this point, I couldn't hold my tears anymore. My face covered with tears and rain, I felt helpless.

Goodbye, my love.

The sound of my shoes making contact with the puddles on the ground echoed through the air of deadly silence mixed with the now drizzle of rain around us.