Mag-log inGrowing up in a broken home and opposite a married couple who did nothing but fight, Diana Young swore off marriage and everything to do with it. People say that love ends when marriage starts and since marriage is love's destination, it was kind of ironic. But Diana believed it was all the bit true. Everyone's disappointed at the pot of gold that is not found at the end of the rainbow. Love was like that, she thought. A disappointment. Perhaps she just needed the right person to show her the real pot of gold. What is really found at the end of love, because maybe, just maybe, love doesn't end at all.
view moreI quietly made my way into the sitting room and almost had a mini heart attack when I saw a man sitting on a black sofa with an apple tablet in his hands. This house was definitely familiar because a bitch owned it, a bitch I knew!I clenched my jaw, wishing I could break those glasses sitting comfortably on the bridge of his nose. My jaw unclenched when I remembered he had saved me from selling my virginity in the club, but what if he touched me inappropriately?I clenched my jaw again then released it when I remembered he made me lay comfortably on his bed. Perhaps he didn't touch me.He was still oblivious of my presence so I slowly took a step back, but bumped into a flower vase and sent it crashing noisily on the floor. Mitch snapped his head up and gazed emptily at me without blinking or moving a
There was this great feeling of euphoria in me that I couldn't help, but laugh at nothing in particular with my hands in the air."I believe I can fly!" I yelled, spreading my arms like they were wings. "I believe I can touch the sky!"Wings sprouted from my back and I widened my eyes in amazement. There were pink clouds around me and even on the floor–mirroring cotton candies, I bet they tasted nice."Woah!" I laughed, staring strangely at my fingers because there were fire works shooting out of them.In no time, I had gotten the attention of the crowd and they cheered for me, beckoning me to use my new wings."One, two...three!" I jumped off the table and landed
One, dramatic flash back.Tcee and I were seated in her car on our way to the salon–she had promised to drive and spoil me to stupor tonight. Excitement was rushing through my veins and I couldn't wait to drink all my heartaches away. Plus, I had to see my therapist tomorrow evening–I sighed and rested my elbow on the door.Eddie made his way into my head and I shoved him out immediately, I needed nothing to spoil my mood tonight. He was probably too scared to show his sorry ass in my house after getting his butt kicked by my boss."You okay?" She asked with her eyes on the road and the gentle breeze blowing frosty strands of her hair around."Yeah, I just remembered I have this hydrotherapy thing tomorrow." I rested my chin in my palm and pierced my eyes out of the window, counting the trees we passed."I heard those stuffs are relaxing." She made a r
I bent rigid to the spot with my butt still facing the attendees. I shut my eyes tight and prayed for the divine intervention of God. Let a big chunk of the roof fall on them, especially Mitch.I widened my eyes and felt a heavy feeling in the depths of my stomach.Hello, brain! This is the time you tell me what to do. I blinked once, then twice before deciding to check if I had granny panties on. To my disappointment, It was a red g-string. No wonder I heard wolf whistling from the back."What's that?" The fat man asked and strolled behind me to feed his eyes with what the others were eating.Finally, I stood upright and waves of embarrassment hit me in the face as their eyes bored holes into my skin. There was this lump in my throat that I was finding hard to swallow. If there was something I hated so much, it was embarrassment.Suck it in, bitch!