LETTER TO MY GIRLFRIEND
(Clash of love)
A Story Written By Bright Daniel
Mrs Mary sympathized with Mr Randy in the sittingroom.
Joyce sat on a cushion with her body folded as she looked around the sittingroom of the man who rescued her. She could see a white electric bulb, plasma television, flowers besides it and on the centre table. Suddenly the man came out with a wrapper and gave it to her.
“Thank you” Joyce collected it.
“What’s your name?” the man sat opposite her on another cushion.
“I’m Joyce Williams”
“What happened?” the man asked but Joyce didn’t reply. Then he stood up. “Well, if you want to freshen up, move straight and use the next room by your right. I’ll be in my room” he moved forward untying his tie.
“Uhm…” Joyce turned to look at him so the man stopped. “And you?” she said.
“And me what?”
“I mean what’s your name too?”
“Oh, i got that. My name is Jeremiah but you can call me Jerry or Jeff”
Joyce averted her eyes from him without smiling then Jeff entered into his room. Few minutes later, he came out wearing a three quarter jean trouser and a singlet but couldn’t find Joyce again. He looked around and listened carefully, he heard splashes of water from the bathroom which relaxed his mind knowing that it must be Joyce. He looked at the wall clock: 11:55pm. “It’s already morning” he thought and sat down. He turned on the television feeling sleepy. Joyce come out folding her body in the pyjamas staring at him silently from a distance without his knowledge. His handsomeness wanted to carry her away but she diverted her thought to her family. “I want go home” she brought Jeff attention taking another step forward.
“Home? But is already late”
“I want to know how my parents are doing?”
“Calm down, they are fine. I will personally take you home tomorrow”
Joyce kept quiet. She glanced at the broadcasting television and the cushion.
“I cooked before leaving for work. Do you mind?” Jeff broke the silence.
“I’m not hungry, thanks” Joyce sat down.
“I have arranged the bed for you”
“Uuhh..” Joyce stared at him.
“I mean you can go to bed now”
“The one in my room”
“No, thanks, I’m okay here”
Jeff kept quiet while Joyce watched the television. He gently stood up, close to her, he sat on the centre table and looked straight into her eyes. “You don’t want to tell me why you ended up in an uncompleted building. Fine, i let you be. Now you don’t want to be comfortable by lying on a bed probably because i am a stranger to you. It’s normal but i assure you that you are in safe hands. Please, go and have a rest. I’ll be fine here”
Joyce stared at his lips as he spoke gently and softly. She looked down to see his hand open for her to take, she looked at him again before she gently grabbed his hand and fearfully followed him into the room. At the very sight of Jeff, she laid on the bed and covered her body with a blanket.
“Good night” Jeff turned off the light.
“No, put on the light” Joyce shruggled before Jeff did as she said.
“Is okay, i understand” Jeff smiled and closed the door.
On the other hand, Nath couldn’t sleep, he laid upward with his eyes opened while Cynthia’s eyes were closed but was still awake too as she laid with her hand across Nath’s abdomen. Suddenly her phone rang then both of them looked at the direction. Cynthia looked at the unknown number and glanced at Nath.
“Who is that?” Nath asked.
“I don’t know”
“Can i have it?”
Cynthia handed the phone to him feeling her heartbeat as Nath picked the call instantly.
“Hello, Cynthia” Kenzy sounded on the phone. Nath glanced at Cynthia without saying anything then gently handed the phone back to her.
“Who is it?” Cynthia asked as she collected the phone.
“Talk to him” Nath replied and glanced at the clock: 12:16am.
“Hello, Cynthia” Kenzy said again.
“Kenzy?” Cynthia was able to recognise his voice. “How many times will i tell you to stop calling me. I am a married woman now!”
“That’s not why i called” Cynthia glanced at Nath listening for him to continue. “Tell your husband, Nath that my uncle is behind everything that happened tonight if he is aware” the line went off.
“Jesus!” Cynthia exclaimed.
“What is it?” Nath looked curious.
“Uhm.. What’s his name again? Mento’s father is the one who kill Joyce’s father and kidnapped her”
“Are you serious?!”
“Kenzy just told me”
Nath stood up instantly to dress up but Cynthia went on her knees. “Honey please, not now. It’s very late. You’ll do that tomorrow, please abeg you”
Nath’s hot temper gradually began to dwindle, so he finally agreed to his wife’s suggestion. He grabbed Cynthia’s phone to call back Kenzy but he wasn’t picking up. As they laid down again, Cynthia thought he would say something about Kenzy but he never said a word.
“Honey, i want to change my sim card” Cynthia suggested.
“Why?” Nath asked without looking at her.
“So that u won’t think..” she paused.
Nath understood her and said, “Is not necessary”
To Be Continued……………………..
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