Remember my sister and I quarreled because i was always returning home late right? I actually returned home late because drama rehearsals closed by 7pm but I would stay back to gist with my friends a little and then walk home with them till we got to a junction where we all would part ways till the next rehearsal day. From that junction, I would take a motorcycle to my house but on some days when i wouldn’t find a ride because of how late it must have become, I would walk home alone in the dark.
You can now justify my sister’s quarrels abi?
My mystery guy, the one with the eyes didn’t resurface till two weeks after I first saw him. I had been looking out for him but since he didn’t show up, I took my mind off him until the 12th of June.
I was returning home from rehearsals late again, walking home alone when a car pulled up and the driver let his windows down.
“hey, I know you” he had an accent. Who wouldn’t recognize those eyes?
“yup, I know you too” I responded shyly.
“hop in let me give you a ride” who was I to refuse? Me that had been looking for a ride before.
The ride was an awkward one, he said absolutely nothing to me all through. Infact we didn’t speak to each other until we got to my street.
Can you believe he lived on my street?
I asked him to drop me close to my house because I didn’t want anyone that knew me to see me coming down from a car by that time of the night. I thanked him and alighted, he just nodded and drove off.
Mstchew…. I was disappointed, but what was I expecting before?
©️G.O.V.T💖✍️
