Two broken hearts trying to heal each other in a situation where family, society, peer group influence and social heirachy play major roles.
How possible would that be?
OLUWATOYOSI SANDRA OMONIYI, one of the most influential Teen models in the whol...
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~4 - THE PARTY 1°
————————†±†———————— "The world Should revolve around me. Everybody should worship me. I'm the best, number one, regardless of my many flaws. Yes, I am that important, worship me!" ————————†±†————————
~David
I pulled up in front of the two storey mansion. I sighed, here I am again! I got out of my black Ford explorer and began walking to the main entrance, taking gentle and slow steps that It could be noticed that I was unhesitant to even go anywhere close to this mansion that stood before me.
Like time was running too fast, I got to the main entrance sooner than I had thought, sooner than I wanted to.
I opened the door and was blessed with deafening silence. Silence that killed me. Silence that destroyed me beyond repair, mentally drained me and- Words couldn't describe what this silence did to me.
The entire house was pin drop silent. Even the smallest of sounds could be heard.
I walked straight to the kitchen. Loneliness already creeping in. God!
It had been Like this for as long as I can remember. The same phase all over and over again, threatening to mess with my sanity.
I got to the refrigerator, took deep breaths, calming breaths, assuring myself that I wasn't as bad as it all seemed. I needed a break. From all of this. This mental tension.
I rubbed my hands against my temple for a while, then opened the refrigerator. I brought out a chilled can of bullet and headed straight to the flight of stairs that led to my room.
I pushed the brown wooden door open and was greeted instantly by a picture of her. The same picture that had been there for years now. I walked straight to the other end of the room where the beautiful picture of her hugging 9 year old me so tightly, hung perfectly.
This picture was purposely placed in that position so that whenever I open the door, I feel a little lighter, a little more at peace.
"I miss you so much." My voice firm, yet I could feel hot tears starting to burn my eyes. " You don't understand how it is to be so close, but yet, so far away. Only if I didn't know better. It feels like you don't want me in your life anymore." My eyes became blurry. I was starting to shake, the veins in my head threatening to burst. My heart beat increasing and invisible knives piercing my heart with so much intensity.
