ENDLESS TEARS
Endless Tears – Episode 22
Subtle: I just wanna make you Smile again
Genres: Billionaire, Deceit
Tags: Deceit,love, jealousy,hatred, marriage
Written by Adeola Nissi
(THE PAINS)
I walked the street two days after that incident. It hadn‟t been
easy getting my cheekiness back and getting rid of the emotional side
of me, but I had done it. It is not easy to keep my emotions at check
because it always comes to the surface every time I am alone but I
knew for a fact that I had to be strong; if not for myself, then for my
son. He was already caught in between, I did not want anything to
hurt him.
I got to the roadside flower stand I had noticed several weeks
back and stopped again. I stretched out my hand and played with the
striking flower. Only now, the flower seemed to look pale, compared
to the first time I saw it. It had been so bright and alive with a lively
glow the last time I saw it, but now, I could tell that the weather was
not being favorable and the flower might die soon. Great sympathy
and compassion engulfed me as my thoughts took over me. It was
probably unfortunate that wherever I go, I would always be
reminded of Alex. It seemed impossible to forget. Only one mistake
had turned my life around. It was a mistake wished I could undo. If
only I hadn‟t fallen for him, I would probably be on my way to the
university by now. I have not been in this trauma for long
considering the fact that I was barely five months pregnant, but it
feels like my whole life had been spent in this pain. It feels like I have
never known a minute of joy or contentment.
The flash of a camera brought me back to my senses and I
raised my eyes to stare at the very same guy I had met at this very
spot weeks back. Kelvin. Yes! That was definitely the name he gave
me, that is if it is true, of course.
He was staring at the small digital camera in his hand and he
raised his eyes to mine. He was not holding a smile, neither was he
frowning; he just stared at me, making me nervous with the intensity
of his gaze.
I felt like punching him. “Do you make a habit of taking
pictures of strangers without their consent?” I asked in annoyance
He stared at me for so long, I in fact thought he would never
answer. The picture he took was not my problem though, it was his
unsettling gaze. He managed to hold my gaze without even trying
and he seemed to see into my soul. He suddenly looked down until
he was again staring at his camera.
I shifted nervously and tapped my feet in annoyance. How dare
he take my picture and ignore my question? I opened my mouth to
hurl insults at me when he suddenly looked up at me again. “A
flower is a symbol of great beauty and love, opening up its buds in
the sun, beaming with life and promises” he walked up to me and his
fingers played with the flower even though his eyes were holding
mine. “But what happens when the sun it opened itself up to gets too
hot for it to handle?” he asked. “The ground dries up, leaving the
flower without water to sustain it; leaving the flower to face the
vengeance of the hot sun without support” he glanced briefly at the
flower then back at my pale face. “Slowly, the flower begins to fade…
then it withers… and if care is not taken… it dies…” his gaze had
become so intense and for several seconds, minutes, hours…I have no
idea how long I stood there; I just stood, gazing at him as his words
ran through my mind over and over again.
I blinked and shook my head. “What do you mean?” I
squeaked.
He looked at me for several seconds then looked again at the
camera. I wanted to see the picture he took now. “You have a
faraway look in your eyes. Your body posture and set jaw tells me
that you are going through a lot of pain which you try to hide behind
bravery.” He raised his eyes to mine. “You are like this beautiful
flower. Radiant with unrivalled beauty, open to life and filled with a
lot of promises. Although, I am afraid you might have let in too much
sun. I…”
“Stop” I yelled. “Stop filling my head with rubbish” I blinked
furiously, trying not to lose the battle over my emotions. “Why do I always have to bump into you” I yelled, even though it was the
second time I was seeing him. But why does it always have to be at
this same spot? “I am not a flower, and unfortunately, I did not let in
any sun. Do you know why?” I asked. “Because all I have in my life
is complete darkness” I screamed and turned instantly, heading
home. I did not hear him following and I was extremely grateful. At
least he knows when to back down. I refrained from looking back
and marched home.
I opened the door of the sitting room and did not even pause
when I saw Alex for the first time in days. I was in no mood for
anyone, least of all him.
“Where are you coming from woman?” he boomed.
I paused and turned to look at the man who destroyed my life.
I shook my head and turned towards the stairs. “When I ask a
question in this house woman, you answer me” he was marching
towards me. “You are definitely a slut. You are now spreading your
legs for everyone in Abuja, isn‟t it?”
I turned and swallowed hard. “What if I am uhn? At least, I am
not in the danger of impregnating someone, am i? You should really
think of opening a baby-making company, I think you have the talent
of spreading your sperm where it is not needed”
His arm swung with alarming speed and connected with my
cheek. Before I got my balance, his other hand connected with my
other cheek, sending me crashing to the ground at once. I heard
running feet approaching but the pain coercing through my body
had me curled up on the floor. The pain was so unbearable but I
would be damned if I cry. I bit my shaking lips so hard, I ended up
tasting my own blood. I turned to raise glaring eyes at Alex, despite
my pain and that obviously turned to a great mistake because he
literarily pounced on me.
“Don‟t you dare look at me like that” he roared as he rained
punches all over me. I shrieked loudly as I curled up in a ball, protecting my child with my hands and legs as every blow landed.
Tears came rushing down my face and I discovered that the screams I
was hearing were mine.
“Mr. Alex.” Tina cried as she tried to push Alex away. The pain
coercing through my body was eating at my senses and I was slowly
losing consciousness.
“Please leave her… Please” I faintly heard Tina cry with shaky
voice. “Please sir… she is pregnant… aaarrrhhhh…….” Darkness
engulfed me as everything faded out of sight……
T.b.c
