LETTER TO MY GIRLFRIEND
(Clash of love)
A Story Written by Bright Daniel
Joyce was still on the phone with her mother. She was in the state of hard confusion without knowing how to get to a favourable conclusion.
“Honey, please talk to your mother. Come back, things are getting out of hand” the mother pleaded on the phone.
“Mummy?” Joyce called with a low voice trying to withstand her tears. “Are you now supporting that i marry Mento and safe my father’s wealth? Do you prefer to have me as an unhappy person for the rest of my life to my father’s wealth?”
The mother was quiet for sometimes feeling her daughter’s emotional pains. “But my child things are becoming devastating”
“I’m sorry mother, i can do what you people are asking from me”
“Please.. Joyce… hello..” the line had gone off already.
Joyce sat on the bed with her hands on her forehead crying seriously. “Why is my own life like this? Why can’t i get what i want? Why can’t i be happy for once?” she cried.
Inside Nath’s room, Agatha ended the call between her mother then Nath averted his eyes from her lips smiling. Then began to arrange his clothes.
“You have started with this your silence smiles again” Agatha changed a position in a way she sat opposite him helping him arrange the clothes.
“I’m just wondering how your mother is like” Nath said.
“She’s.. She’s good”
“I can’t wait to see her” Nath stood up with one of those clothes Joyce gave to him, he hung it in the wardrobe and lustfully stared at it. Everything he does reminds him of Joyce; the room, standing mirror, wardrobe and the bed.
“Nath?” Agatha called but his mind was far away from there. She stood up and touched his shoulder before he realised himself. “What are you thinking of?! Don’t you like here?”
Nath hissed gradually turning back to the bed.
“Something is bothering you” Agatha sat with him on the bed again with her hands on his shoulder. “Are you missing Cynthia or Joyce?”
Nath turned sharply in amazement. “How did you come about the name, Joyce?”
Agatha didn’t want to use Cynthia as the person who told her in order not to complicate things between two of them. Then she said, “Have you forgotten i met her someday at your apartment?”
“Is she the one troubling you or Cynthia?” Nath stared at her again. “Don’t be surprise, i have been with Cynthia for days now”
“I’m both emotionally and mentally confuse” Nath replied.
“How?” Agatha asked but Nath didn’t mention anything again rescheduling it, probability for another day.
Mr Williams was judged and found guilty, so his was given just three days to surrender his wealth and properties. The statement, ‘From grace to grass’ was the next thing he was about to face, both him and his entire family. He collapsed on the cushion when he came back home sweating even though the air conditioner was functioning.
“Honey?” the wife came out. “How was the case?”
Mr Williams kept quiet and began to unbutton his suit. He glared at his wife as he stood up and said, “Get prepared to taste poverty” he walked upstairs.
“Hey!” Mrs Williams exclaimed.
Mrs Mary had gone back to the village feeling happy as she had finally found her lost love. Now, Nath was about to be fully incharge of Mr Randy’s wealth and property. He walked down the staircase semutanuoisly with Agatha wearing a white suit and shoes in a white trouser. His handsomeness became incredible. Agatha wore a green handless gown holding his hand. They headed straight to Cynthia’s house.
Meanwhile, Emma had not given up. He came back to Cynthia knowing very well her father won’t be at home. He wore a jean trouser with a ear-ring. “My love, i can’t do without you” he said looking at Cynthia who stood at the balcony.
“So after my father warned you and what you did to Nath you still have the guts to come back here!” Cynthia provoked.
“I have nothing to do with Nath”
Just then, Nath and Agatha arrived in a black infinity jeep. Cynthia and Emma turned at the same time wondering who it was. Nath came out. Cynthia first saw one of his feet in a white shoe before his whole body. She couldn’t believe it! “Nath!” she shouted and hugged him tightly.
“How are you my love?”
“I’m fine!” Cynthia hugged Agatha too before they concentrated on Emma who was already surprise. Nath stared at him angrily.
“Who is this?” Agatha asked.
“He’s the Emma” Cynthia’s replied.
“Yes, the idiot” Nath added.
“I’m calling the police” Agatha brought out her phone. Before they knew it, Emma ran into his car and drove out heading to Mento and Brano immediately.
“Don’t worry, i will get them one by one” Nath conclude. He looked at Cynthia and smiled again..
Nath and Agatha had a lovely time with Cynthia. Though, it would have been much better if her father was around.
Now Nath was on his way back home with Agatha. Instead of driving to the main road, he drove inside the street.
“Where are you going to?” Agath asked him.
“To someone called Miracle”
“To get Joyce’s number from her” Nath concluded..
To Be Continued……….
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