THE DECISION

WALTER'S POV

My sister's death was really heartbroken, how i wished my heartbeat was here with me, maybe he would have, if i had approach him with my feelings.

After the death of my sister, having to stay back in other to be with my mourning family, I started  having conflict of feelings. Questions began to arise, thoughts like grandchildren, like a woman whom my mother can call daughter. I began to see my love for him as a fairytale without a happy ending. I gave up on my love and stopped contacting him although I still have people monitoring him.

Suppressing a feeling like love is like shrinking your heart. During the period I tried suppressing my feelings, what I got in return is tightness of heart

The one night stand i stopped when I acknowledged my feelings for him, I want back to, and yet known of them could fulfill my sexual needs. I resulted to giving myself the sexual satisfaction, and each time I cum, his name is what I always moan. It so tormented me that I see myself in sexual relationship with him in my dreams.

I became a sadist, I no longer carry the smiling face I once had. My friends and family couldn't help not without knowing what the problem was. My sectary who is also my friend and the only one who knows what was actually happening couldn't help, or rather I didn't want to disappoint my parents.

I was in the garden doing the one thing I vow never to do again. I was smoking my life and sorrow away when my mother joined me, judging from the look in her eyes I knew, she had something to say. I paid no attention to her until the very name for which am the way I am came out from her lips. Leaving me in mute.

"Son Who is Isioma? Do you love him that much?"

All I could do was to nod, I couldn't open my mouth to tell mum that I was in love with a man, I couldn't tell her that if I proceed with my feeling, she will never have grandchildren. I nodded over and over again affirming my love for the very person that bears the name.

What matters is your happiness, go and fight for his love. These very words were what left my parents mouth after I told them everything. Had I known it would turn out these way, he would have been with me.

I was more than happy that I got no barriers on my way, nothing was holding me back but myself.

The first thing I did after the good news from my parents was to put myself together so as to look handsome for my heartbeat.

Ray, who is Ray to think that he could take what belongs to me. You could imagine how angry and mad I was when I heard he was dating my baby, I felt like taking him off the surface of the earth. I ordered that he should be brought to me as soon as possible. He needed to be thought a lesson, nobody looks at what is mine and go free.

Looking at Ray, he was only a 24 years old boy, who was in his final year. If he was of comparison with me I would have treated him badly. I only had to warn him not to see Isioma again which he did. It was heart broken when I saw the look on my love's face when Ray broke it off.

Reports were giving to me on how he doesn't pay attention in class, on how he is always in his own world. But the one I couldn't bear was when he stopped eating and going to lecture, locking himself in his room. I was saddened knowing I caused everything he was passing through it prompted me into making the decision.

The decision never to see sadness in his eyes ever again, the decision that happiness I s

Will give him, decision that I will never give up on him, the decision to call him. most importantly to face my fears and show my identity to him.

Holding the phone, I prayed he picks. And when the sound that shows it has been picked made, elated i was.

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