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CHAPTER 56
HAKEEM'S POV
I stared at my dad with my mouth wide opened. I did not know what to think, how Mercy would be feeling beside me and why the fuck they would want to take me to abroad just for a rehabilitation.
"what the fuck do you mean by abroad?"
I shrieked out.
"Kehinde language."
Mum scolded from where she sat. she only calls me that when she is angry. And from the looks of it she was.
I chuckled bitterly, she was still thinking about language, at this point. When they just dropped another bomb?
"Hakeem."
I heard a rather soothing voice from beside me. Her hands came in contact with my arm and the feeling it brought to me. It made everything seemed better and I do not even know how she made that possible.
I slowly turned to her, too scared to look her in the eyes.
I just have too much baggage for her. caused lots of trouble for her and she did not deserve it.
After much courage, I looked at her and as expected it was filled with tears.
I blinked hard, my heart clenching just at the sight and faced those who were busy spoiling everyone's mood. No way in hell would I go to the states.
"look your father and I has spoken about this. You scared us, in fact we almost lost you, again. You were getting better there, and we thought maybe you could go to school and visit the rehab and your psychiatrist twice a week. This was bound to happen. Everyone here knows that you were meant to travel, you two were meant to travel after a whole year at UNILAG."
Wow, my mum has always been the fire. Take no nonsense kind of woman. She literally has dropped everything out of the bag.
I had no excuse; I do not think anyone has since she was right.
"Mum I am okay. It was a one-time thing. About the school we can figure something out."
I pleaded but everything just went from fry pan to fire.
"one-time thing Hakeem? God! You almost died in that one-time thing, ki ni mo so gana (what am I saying?) you died and thank God you woke up again. We lost you for a brief moment and you expect me to open my eyes down and watch you until the next time you won't wake abi?"
Mum said with tears in her eyes. It was dad's time to console her and my time to look down like a baby being scolded, yeah and that was literally what's happening.
"Tinu, calm down."
Dad said.
I really wished Mercy was not here and was also grateful that she was because her hands, her presence was what was keeping me calm right now.
"I do not want that to happen. Again. You are my son! And parents are not supposed to bury their children and I won't bury you. I will not accept that. After this holiday and school year is over you are going. Period."
End of matter!
She walked out of the room with dad on her tail.
I remember always watching them and wishing that I would find someone who would complete me like they complete themselves.
Daniel would always joke that Halima has completed his whole body and soul, and I would end up laughing at him.
I placed my head in my hands, why am I like this?
Now how do I face the one person that has been here for me?
how would I tell her that I agree and I have to go?
A long distant relationship?
Leave the house and maybe she will get a new roommate and later a new boyfriend since i do not seem to be the best at the moment.
Why can't everything be normal for once?
I groaned out not even feeling the tears that was already falling from my eyes. I thought they said boys don't cry, well fuck that too.
"Babe."
I heard her say from beside me. I turned to her and she pulled me to her arms, hugging me tight.
Her loving embrace and that enticing scent were enough to calm me, but I guess doing this was the only way for me to calm down.
Her hands went into my hair in that manner that drives me crazy.
"it's going to be fine."
She said and for some unknown reasons and it made everything seem fine.
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"look at how you were crying like a baby."
Mercy teased even though she was crying too. This girl sef, I thought moments like this were left forgotten in movies and no one should tell but also in novels.
I rolled my eyes in fake annoyance and that made her chuckle.
Even though she was still laughing, I could feel the big question in the air
What will happen now?
"you are not meant to tease me with that now. It was a moment of weakness."
I said and slightly tapped the top of her nose.
I turned to where Halima was sitting probably expecting a scowl or a frown since in her word, we were being in love, but she was gone. Maybe she left to be with mum or to give us an alone time to talk about things.
"where is Halima?"
Mercy asked bringing me out of my thoughts.
"maybe with mum."
She nodded and looked around the room again. I followed her gaze and did not see anything special here seeing that this room has been here since when I was small, but it gets updated, yeah literally updated every year.
My gaze locked at the beautiful family portrait arranged on one part of the wall.
Mercy stood up from the chair and walked to the direction of the wall, she stared at the portraits with close attention and I found myself staying behind her, wrapping my hands around her tiny waist and placing my chin on her head.
In front of us was different pictures taken every year and she seemed to be taking it all in with the intense of her stare. my photographer.
"your mum is right."
She said so quietly.
My mum is always right but what is she talking about?
"about what?"
"everything. You should go."
I pulled back and she also turned to faced me now. I obviously knew I would go but I did not expect her to also give in so easily.
"why are you saying this?"
I asked truly confused at the moment.
She turned back to the pictures and pointed at them,
"can you not see, look at yourself from the beginning to the end."
I looked at it just as told, is it just me or all the females in my life are just so controlling. from mum to Halima and now her.
Back to the pictures, I stared at them, looking at my carefree grin from where I was a little boy up till last two years. But, the two recent pictures had me with a frown my grin under the rug.
I stared at myself, I looked different. I felt different. I know I was different.
Before everything happened, I was the most carefree and playful person ever but now I look at myself and cannot find that part of me except when I am with Mercy.
The happiness in my eyes was also long gone. But I am sure it is back now since the source of my happiness was standing right in front of me.
"I have you now."
She shook her head and had her eyebrow furrowed making her look cute, but I know she would not want to know that right now since she was trying to look feirce.
"that is it. That is why you did that because you are so fixed on me. So dependent. What if something happens? Will you go back to that solution?"
I groaned obviously know what that in her sentence means.
"fine, what do you want me to do."
"since your mum said it would make you better, meet experts there. Go to the states."
she said with her lips quivering a little. My gaze fell to her lips and how it looks and tastes. I am so addicted to it.
Hakeem get your head out of the gutter!
"what about us?"
She looked down for a moment before looking at me again.
"we will figure something out."
"if you guys are done there, dinner is ready!"
Halima announced barging into the room.
"Oh God, you guys keep it PG18 there."
I rolled my eyes at her as she winked while Mercy just chuckled or blushed or the two.
What am I even saying?
She held my hands and we both walked out of the room.
"how do you guys not get lost here?"
"born here, raised here, I don't think I can."
She chuckled. That sound, that face!
I stared at her for a moment, taking it all in. Her braid slightly covering her face, her slightly closed eyes, she just looks so angelic.
"it is too big abeg."
"tell my parents."
"you know when I grow up and get married, I want a little homey mansion."
I stopped on my tracks and stared at her incredulously.
There is nothing I would not hear from my babe, little homey mansion?
Question please, how can mansion be little?
She chuckled again under my stare.
"what?"
"which one is little homey mansion?"
"that is what I want."
She said and grabbed my hands pulling me to where she does not know.
"you are contradicting yourself. Mansion is called mansion because it is big."
i explained and broke down the words as if speaking to a primary school student making her fake glare at me.
"why are you so bothered sef?"
She asked with a raised eyebrow.
"because I am your future husband."
She stopped and looked at me with that lovely smile.
"I like the sound of that."
"I know right."
We were both grinning like fools in the hallway,
"please let us go and stop all this lovey dovey."
Halima pleaded.
Who else senses the déjà vu?
from crying to laughing,
who else loves them cause I do!
and little homey mansion?
Mercy ehn.
so guys what do you think should happen next and the story is slowly ending, but not ending like that because i have a surprise in the next chapter and i know you guys would not believe it.
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