Chapter 32

Writing on the wall- french montana 🎶

I dont know if it’s just me, but there’s a shift in air from home to benin.

Pathetic.

I wish my mind wouldnt drift to a whole lot.

But what amazes me right now is,

There’s so much in my mind and yet no words to express them. I’m tired of talking.

But have I talked?

I pack my hair into a bun and allow some bouncy strands fall out from the edges, then style it with fancy hair pins.

I slip my polo brown shirt over my head and put on my biker shots,then lay my bed.

Flashes of Drew keeps passing through my mind and i am obviously trying so hard to wash it off. It makes me sick to the pit of my stomach yet i wont talk about him to anyone.

Call me stubborn.

It’s your choice.

All i know is my self respect comes before anything else.

I dont intend going to class today...it’s really of no use since i cant get my mind off Drew...and just imagine, my aunty is another headache I’ve been trying to shove off.

Till now i feel guilty of how I couldn’t reciprocate simple love but instead gave into friendship with that bastard.

I and Tony could go to the library today, it would be helpful i think.

After much deliberation on how to spend my day, i call Tony to have a small talk with him and inform him of my relocation.

And to no avail...he convinces me to go to class at least before we head for the library.

He plans on meeting me in my new faculty since it is not far from his and then we’ll find our way from there.

I should be ready in the next three minutes, i dont care how i will do it since i am not sure of the distance from here to the basic medical sciences faculty.

I pull off my outfit and look over at my box, thinking of what corporate dress to put on.

It slipped my mind that i needed to get new cooperate dresses because i dont have enough and this new department is so strict about dressings, attendance and appearances in a nut shell.

Priscy and the other girls are still asleep, good thing..yeah?

At least i dont have to answer questions like when will i be back? Where am i going to? There’s an outing bla bla bla...gosh! Then the whole cycle resumes of seeing Drew again and eye contact and all the annoying stupid things that follow up.

I refuse to be part of whatever is coming up.

So i might as well just allow them sleep tight.

Or is it me? I’m i just over reacting?

“Of course not!” My subconscious claps back and i nod in agreement to my self.

I wish people understood me but then what would it feel like to be totally understood?

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The lecturer hasn’t arrived yet and the class is quite noisy already.

“Heyy” I smile to the guy sitting beside me

“Hey” he returns it

“Could you err...borrow me some of your notes so i can write down some stuffs..?” I ask

He looks down to his note, then his eyes dart to me

“You’ve not been coming to class?” 

“Err...thing is i just transferred or relocated, however you wish to put it..to this department and it’s my first day in class today..” i elaborate

A wide grin plasters to his face “oh yeah because merely looking at you...you dont even look like the unserious ones..i mean..” he tells raising his eye brow to the last statement

I’m not sure if i should take that as a compliment but i resist the urge to keep quiet 

“So...what are you trying to say?” I ask with a stern look

He giggles, “not for disrespect , I’m sorry” 

I simply hoof, “apology accepted” i murmur lowly

“I’m Dave by the way..” he reaches out his hand for handshake

“Renee..” i respond sharply and wave ignoring his hand with fixed eyes to him

He flexes his hand back and make some funny movements i dont care about.

He should have thought about embarrassment before trying to make people feel bad.

Not like i feel bad though, but it wouldn’t kill to be kind with words.

He shuffles for his note and pass them to me.

I take out my notes and flip through the pages to a new one.

“Your handwriting is fine..” i smile to him

He looks emotionless and turns away

I think i was hard on him just now.

Woah...

“I mean adorable..” i say again to maybe get his attention. I dont want him thinking I’m harsh or something.

“Heyy Dave I’m sorry.. too” i say

He takes sometime asif thinking if to reply then turns to me

“We’re cool..”he gives a thumbs up with a warm smile and i smile back.

Going thorough his notes, it is clear that they’ve not done much besides introductions to the new courses.

I need to calm down before i create drama i dont want in this new environ...i think to myself.

“I could send you some courses pdfs” he tells me

I notice his smile, it is more than he could muster and the last time i checked, we were almost on the verge of keeping a grudge.

Why’s he being so nice now?

“Ohh...it’s cool if you dont want them..i was just telling..”

“No no no...you can send them to me...” i quickly grab my phone

“Sure..” he smirks

What sort of self satisfied smile was that? I question myself mentally

I hand my phone over to him and he resumes the sharing.

When he’s done..he passes my phone over to me and i grab it to open what he’s sent

“This is a lot!” I interject

He laughs

“Thank you so much...” i tell him

Life keeps getting inexplicably interesting.

One minute you’re filled with thoughts and reactions, next thing, otherwise comes to reality.

A flash back of Sunday’s event at the hospital comes creeping through my mind.

My heart clenches and it feels like there’s pain in my chest region. I can’t unsee it.

It all happened while i existed but i was so carried away with my new life.

I pick up my phone and make a call to my dad.

I ask about aunty cecelia and home.

To my best knowledge, she’s been responding to treatment and would leave for home once her bp is stable for three days straight. I thank the heavens “thank God..” a ball of emotions left like it been in my throat and finally evacuated

“All is well..” my dad assures me.

We soon end the call and i know for a fact that today is not just it for me.

I’m not even getting myself.

I think i just need sometime away from everybody.

I feel someone yank off my arm and i turn to it..

“The class was suspended..” Dave tells me with a worried look

“Ohh..” is all i can say as relief creeps me. Just now, it seemed i was drowning.

I feel lost.

He sure noticed something wasnt right but doesnt want to ask.

I thank my stars for that because i dont want to explain any thing plus i also dont want to lie anyways.

I grab my phone and dial on Tony...