BEAUTIFUL IMPERFECTIONS 14
Hello Everyone!!! it has been a while. I know I know. I have been so busy and still am but I am here today. As a result of being busy with coursework as well as my fast approaching exams, I would not be consistent in putting the story up. However, once I get the opportunity such as today in-between lectures I will put something up. My lovelies feel free to comment, like and share. This is the only way to let me know what I am doing right.
Eventually the movie finished. Oh yes! it had been interesting. He turned and looked down at Rachel. He definitely had abominable thoughts flowing through him but he possessed self control and that self control was telling him he had to leave right away. With caution he woke her up. “Hey you good?” He asked looking down at her. “Yeah. Yes I am,” she replied sitting up. “That’s perfect because I have to leave now,” he announced getting up, putting his things together. She ran her hands over her face and stood up as well. “That’s sad. I already got used to you staying,” she said with a smile. He hugged her and kept her there for a while then he pecked her forehead. “Now my big baby, be good in my absence,” he instructed cheerfully. He picked up his things and headed to the door. “Omg! your car is still at the office,” he remembered. “Not to worry Peter will have it delivered”, she assured him. “Now you be good too,” she instructed as she tip toed to peck his cheek. They looked at each other for awhile before he left.
Immediately he got home, he went straight to his room and had a cold shower. He was not tired or anything he just wanted a cold shower and he got it. Afterwards he got comfortable on his bed and continued reading his mails and of course he had received more. Being in-charge was harder than he had expected. So much to deal with and he had not even started. Finally he read the last mail and gave out a sigh of relief. He dropped his phones and attempted to sleep. We all know that would not happen because he kept thinking of her. A certain thought crossed his mind, he did not even have her personal number. He had set the interview through Peter and he definitely could not call Peter and ask for that now. That would be plain stupid because he has been with her closely for the past three days. One way or another he would get it and he dropped that thought. Abstractly, he began to wonder what his dad was like. He could not remember him at all. It also came to his notice that Ray barely said anything about her dad. Did he die early too? Or was her mum a single parent? He pondered. Then his mother’s delicate smile appeared before him. She had given him enough love to fill the space of two parents. She was amazing and he missed her so much. He prayed that her soul may rest in beautiful peace. She deserved it. She had been nothing short of good for the most of her life. Eventually the will to sleep overpowered him and he slept peacefully.
After Micheal’s exit, Rachel sluggishly climbed the stairs to her room and laid there. She wanted to sleep but something twisted crossed her mind. She had looked at Micheal closely, too closely today and he kept reminding her of someone. Who could it be? She hated forgetting things when they are most needed. Oh yes! Her dad. She never met him but had seen his picture more than once. Her mum, when in a good mood, had shown her and told her good stories about him. She smiled and imagined what it would have felt like had he been in her life. She remembered her mum had left her a parcel, something pertaining to her dad but she never checked. She sat up thinking of where she could have kept it but nothing came up. She gave up and fell back on the bed. She reached out to her bedside drawer for a hair band which she used to pack her hair up. Then she reached out for her phone and her reminders poured out. She had an important interview to handle tomorrow and also a meeting with her editors. She added ‘look for mum’s parcel’ to the list of things. After reading a couple of updates from Peter, she set the phone down and covered herself. She was still sleepy. Whatever sleeping drug Micheal poured on his body, it was working and she seemed drunk on sleep. It took her less than a second to fall asleep.
That would be all for today. *big smile* All these Ray and Micheal and their wahala. Anyway, what can we do? we need to find out where it all ends. Please boos let me know what you are thinking. I would be really grateful. Also, please check out my blog- bubzyblog.wordpress.com. There is something for everyone. Trust me.