A Tale Of Two…(ATOT)ep 6

“It’s easy not to hate. The less you see people, the less you hate – until you’re left all to yourself.” – T. Wignesan,

For Sochi

Bella quickly retracted within the walls of her apartment immediately Tim dropped her off.  Immediately after putting herself through the door to her apartment, she rested her back against the door and stood still for all the time it took Tim to restart the engine of the car and drive away from her door steps. Her thoughts settled on the last conversation they had in the car. The flash of emotion she had seen in his eyes had been too real and deep. For that moment he seemed a different person than who he had been the rest of the evening. Talking about his absentee dad had brought back all the deep feelings he had buried away and she wasn’t prepared for it, not on a second date. All that deep she saw in a flash scared her, that was why she fled his car into her apartment and even now as she stood a little away from his car, she couldn’t bring herself to check if he was finally gone. As if the universe wanted her to enjoy the rest of her night, she finally heard his engine roar back to life and seconds later, he zoomed off.  His departure symmetrically aligned with her composition as then, she heaved a deep sign – one of relief. She managed to check through the windows just to ascertain his departure. Satisfied, she walked straight to her room, peeled off her clothes, then laid it in a heap in a corner as she covered herself with a towel while grabbing a face wipe to unmask her true face. She was a real beauty even without layers of makeup mask. After unmasking her true face, she marched to the bathroom and as soon as the cool water from the shower hit her skin it brought back to her lost train of thoughts or rather she caught up with the ride. She could only imagine what life without a father would be like. With that thought, her heart went out to Tim. She wanted at that point, to hold him and somehow make all the empty memories and emotions attached disappear. She couldn’t imagine her life without her dad. He had always been her rock. Her heart wanted to go out to Tim again but it had already done that and it had decided to stay with him.

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The sound of the door slamming shut jabbed Bella out of her ride down memory lane. With papers  scattered about her room, she didn’t have enough time to gather them and compose herself before Ngozi walked in. Like a cobwebbed room, Bella’s scattered thought got caught on her face as she walked in. The very excited expression on her face thinned out instantly. She had sniffed the atmosphere and she knew what Bella had been up to. She knew her so well, more than she knew her own self. Ngozi’s eye caught papers scattered on the bed. She picked them up and saw Tim’s name and signature. “NG don’t! They are office stuff”, Bella said, as she made to take them away from her. “I see you’ve been busy! Tormenting yourself with thoughts of that good for nothing. I could feel  it in the air when I walked in. Bella, I know you won’t listen to me but your supposed pay back is eating you in the ass more than you know. Just drop it and move on. Moving on is a sign of strength and you are full of that.” “So is pay back” replied Bella. A long silence overcame the room and the two stood there and spoke with their eyes. A language only both of them understood. Walking over to where Bella stood, NG pulled her into a warm hug and Bella started to sob. “He hurt me real bad and he will pay” she managed to say in between sobs. “I know B, I know. Just find a way for the hurt to not consume you. I love you and will always be there for you.”

The next morning, Bella marched into the office looking sharp, a total contrast of how she was the previous night. She was dressed in a three-quarter black and white stripped chinos trouser that hung on her figure and a black loose fit long-sleeved top that ended just above her bum, with a pair of black plumbs to go.  She swayed her hips along the aisle that led to her office and was stopped by Momoh who exchanged pleasantries and had that smitten look in his eyes that showed that he was completely taken by her. He was unlike the rest in the office, he didn’t press her. He just admired her from a distance and he was content with the usual pleasantries they exchanged. They stood there talking about a new deal Momoh was in charge of and he made a funny remark that got Bella so cracked up, and in that moment Tim decided to walk into the office. He witnessed her spirit soar in that moment. She seemed relaxed from her usual self around the office. He was glad she was that way but at the same time worried at the company that made her that way. As he made his way towards them, all let-down fences were quickly put back in place and Bella was back to being the Bella Tim now saw. She barely glanced to look at him just as he reached them as she turned to the direction of her office. She had quickly cut Momoh short and fled before he could come so close. She had felt his presence  soon enough not to let him get close to her. In the distant past, she would have smelt it way before he appeared to defend the scent, but these days, the scent had lost its strong presence and she wondered if it had anything to do with her. As she got into her office, she couldn’t help but replay in her mind’s eye the expression she had caught on Tim’s face with the side of her eye as he saw them together. She smiled, and then the imaginary light bulb that lights up when a bright idea comes to mind suddenly stood lit. She had found an angle! A slow mischievous smile crept up her lips and she knew just what to do. Momoh barely stood to exchange pleasantries with Tim as he came up to him. He was his ever jovial self but he just didn’t stay to chit-chat with Tim like he would normally do. If it this had happened on any other day, perhaps Tim might not notice or think big of it but on this day, he did. Momoh innocently left in haste as well because the conversation he had  with Bella had made him remember something he had to do on the new deal he was handling and he needed to get it done quickly. Tim stood for a moment and glanced at the direction Bella went first, then Momoh, before walking into his office. He knew he shouldn’t make anything of what he had seen but Bella was involved and since her return, he didn’t know her end-game which made him always nervous when he was around her. Thinking back to that moment when what happened had happened; he clearly saw her face and her expression. She had said nothing, she just quietly left that day and he never saw her again. And now she was back with more silence, he seriously feared at what lay underneath the silence and he would soon find out.
Tim settled down in the office but not failing to remember the happening of the morning for that day. He suddenly remembered  the document…

@TYHILLZ    @POET X

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A tale of Two … (ATOT) ep 5

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!! (GIVE ME A MOMENT)

Give me a moment to love

this angel that fell to me

That loved me so then let me go

But kept my heart Forever in love

Give me a moment of peace
As stray bullets leaves the wrong ones dead
As killers kill d innocent at will
& those who guard are those who steal

Give me a moment to laugh
at the sorrows and pains of yesterday
The challenges life throws our way
Lost in the joys that’s lost in the world

Give me a moment to dance
With my Mother as her hair turns grey
Let my father and his grand kids play
Before death knocks or stakes a claim

Give me a moment to Live
To laugh, to learn to love and give
To shed tears of happiness at the least
To meet beauty, and be her beast

Give me a fairytale every moment of it
Let me live happily ever after and not have enough of it
While sorrows huffs and puffs and bluffs
And pain to memory submit

CHIADIKA IFEANYI

Today 6th january being my birthday, I”m thankful to God and every single one who’s been there when i needed it, special shout outs to my parents, my family, friends, chaucerxoxo, rumpelstillskin, bango, helios, jtcombs, jozi, stunner a.k.a level 3, akwuji, vinci, my classmates from way back and course mates, diamond, fellow bloggers who”ve helped me grow. anyone and everyone whose ever read a post here. i am grateful and i cant stress how much i love you. say a prayer for a brother and have a splendid day. peaace!!!!!!!!!!  

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A SLAVE TO LOVE

Turning restlessly on his bed trying to get some sleep, Treyvon realised he can’t, he works a high stress job but it’s nothing compared to how he feels about her, she’s his world, he’s lost in everything she does. Lust, compassion, jealousy, hate, kindness, affection, he can’t control any of it, all he wants is  Esperanza,the sound of her name to his ears, how it rolled out her tongue the very first day they met, his life is incomplete without her. She’s his world, he’ll give anything to have her right now. Physically, emotionally, carnally, that’s when it hits him he’s a slave to love. He has been thinking “what can I do to make it better, how much more can I do to impress her, what do I have to give up, what if she leaves or feels I’m not good enough for her or maybe I’m too good for her… what if!”

He recalls nights they’ve shared, his body against hers, her head on his chest, no space in between just deep breaths and sweet long deep kisses. So deep, so satisfying, so fulfilling, it’s passion at its fullest, and her breasts nudged against his chest. He remembers how they feel, how soft and comfortable those D-cups are, he remembers having it in his mouth, slushing all over it, he recalls her moans and the immense pleasure racing through his veins. He tries to control himself from getting lost but he already is, he’s a slave to love. Wow! he thinks, I miss her, I need her right now, I’d give anything for her to be in my arms right now.

He recalls how she whispers in his ears, nibbling carefully and playfully on his ears, it was raw pleasure sending shivers down his spine. He recalls kissing her inner thighs, slumbering down those big inner thighs, there was no place he would rather be. He remembers how wet she gets and how her body shivers to his every touch, he remembers going down on her, how warm it feels, it’s like the best slimy “gellish” thing he had tasted, she tastes like a delicate mix of exquisite Spanish cream, vanilla ice cream, a dash of ginger, it was truly beautiful. Her moans made him want to work her, pleasing her was all that mattered, she was his life. how he had made her clit so hard and red, playing with it for much longer would probably lead her to the “mountain”,how he gets so hard from having the time of his life with the woman of his life, on that very first night, he thought to himself how hasn’t he already climaxed, no time for thinking though he needed to go to that special place and take her with him. Finally, he mustered the strength and slid it in, she gave a gasp as she felt the length of him in her, it was ecstatic. he filled every inch of her. Slowly and gently with rhythm he went back and forth it was like a gymnast doing his routine but he was no gymnast he was just inspired by a woman, this woman, his woman! He was a slave in love.

He recalls how it lasted only a short while but it was more about the journey and he was satisfied how the journey had gone and he felt she wasn’t dissatisfied either. It was for her like being to Paris, seeing that shoe you always dreamed about with the dress and hand bag to match all of this completely free and given to you by someone who cares about you it was the ultimate feeling of pleasure it was wonderful well at least, that’s what she told him or he thought he heard. He recalls them lying naked, talking about stuff and laughing for hours both too tired to get out of bed. it had been a great night and nothing seemed more important than being in each other’s arms or so he thought.

Now here he was without her, all by himself, it tortured him to think about it but he had no choice he was in love. Where could she have gone where could she be? why hasn’t she sought him out? he began to fear the worst, what had happened to his woman? he couldn’t fathom being without her. it was the worst thing ever. He was sure he couldn’t bear it but she was out there somewhere, he could feel it. Maybe she needs rescuing, Maybe she has someone else, Maybe her phone would ring, Maybe… just Maybe he’ll wake up and this would all be a nightmare and she’ll be lying right next to him, her mouth slightly ajar breathing softly into his chest,,,, his phone beeps to bring him back to the present. it’s not her but there’s news… it’s not bad news but it isn’t good either…

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HOPING I STAY

Lifes’ uncertainty is crushing in
I’m loosing my path,
Motivated by want for plenty
But procrastination won’t help me start

The good things are beautiful to behold
In silence, fantasies and dreams are stirred
It’s no more enough being a source of comfort in the cold,
Responsibilities are starting to unfold

I’ve lost my way, blinded by lust
Jealousy has a bounty on my love
Ambition is all I desire, how badly I need that flame to burn
But it seems the world’s too cold where i belong

I pray it gets better, hope I get best
Pray It’ll pass and maybe i’ll stay blessed
I’m scared of tomorrow, I’m skipping today
I don’t know where it leads but I’m hoping ‘I stay’

SHALL I?

Shall I put these feelings into words?

Shall I have a moment of grief,

Day after day I’m lost in thoughts

Of when I shall lay in peace

Shall I put these feelings into words?

Shall I refrain from bliss?

A germ of love shimmers in my heart

So pure it’ll blossom in paradise

Shall I put your feelings into words?

Shall thou acquiesce a kiss?

A bed of rose, a pillow of thorns

Still I’ll be your humble prince

Shall I put these feelings into words?

Shall I speak from my heart?

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust”

Whence love has played her part

Shall I put my feelings into words?

Shall I let my epitaph speak?

A hymn, a verse something better than words

That’ll immortalize “rest in peace”

Shall I put these feelings into words?

Would I ever be heard?

Words are  immortal seeds

That’ll live on when i am dead

CHIADIKA IFEANYI