I was sitting at the rare end of my bed when frank entered with his swollen face and bruises, I wondered what had happened to warrant such beating. Frank isn't a thief neither does he lie.

I moved closer to him when he rested his head on the table close to the door of my room.

"What is wrong frank, how did you get all these markings on your face?" he looked at me scornfully like I was the nightmare behind his predicament. I asked him again and he still didn't answer me, I decided to leave him to himself.

I had known Frank for 2 years, we started dating while I was 20 and now I am 22 while he is24.

A lot of people say Frank isn't worth me that he is a gold-digger who is looking for what to reap. He never appeared dangerous to me, I liked him because though he isn't as buoyant as I a financially he doesn't joke with work neither does he joke with me.

Romantically he is top-notch, he is caring and eye-catching. What more will I want from a man? I asked myself as I smile fantasizing about my dreamland.

I haven't left my dreamland when frank joined me in the living room. "Hi babe," he said looking a little bit freshened compared to earlier.

"Are you ready to tell me what went wrong with your face, or will you still keep it to yourself?"

Okay, I will answer you he replied. I felt relaxed at first to listen to what explanations he has to give for taking a beat all over the face.

"I fell off the stairs at work," he said with seriousness pasted all over his face.

"Ha!!! I exclaimed... you fell down the stairs? are you a kid who can't pick his steps properly because I still dont understand your explanation"

Frank has never lied to me before but I think he did today. I wasn't crossed because I knew an angel cannot be an angel forever as long they are on this earth there is a tendency for change.
I had to let the matter slide to let peace reign.

On a very Monday morning, I was prepared for lectures. I was in my final year studying accounting. I am from a wealthy family where my father owns two big companies and my mum owns up to 10 different stores and shops.

I lived in luxury so money was never a problem for me.

While I prepare for school I danced to the tune of my favorite song as I vibe to each rhyme with utmost joy.

Frank came out of the bedroom after having a long night with me. "Babe, are you leaving already?"

"As you can see I am prepared and off to leave, but I will be staying late today because I would like to go over to a friends birthday party, so I will stay over till the next morning since tomorrow is Saturday," I said holding on to the door as I was about to leave.

"Okay babe make sure you have fun"

I left the house, went to school, and closed very early, I met up with my friends so we can leave together to the party and we all got disappointed. The party got postponed till next weekend.

I was half happy because I was having some bites beneath my lower abdomen so it was a good opportunity to take care of myself.

I left for the house, on getting home I knocked on the door and didn't hear a reply, I pushed the door In and called out to frank.

I searched the kitchen first because he loves to cook and couldn't find him there, I checked the two available rooms and he wasn't there.

I was a little bit tensed because today happens to be his off day at work and I expect he should be at home.

While I was still thinking I could perceive some strange smell, I decided to trace the smell which leads me to the backyard of my house.

I got there to meet the greatest surprise of my life. "Frank I shouted!!! what is all this?"

Guess what Frank was doing?? I wouldn't have thought this to frank because Frank seemed more responsible than most guys I have ever met.

Frank was lying helpless on the floor and before him is a white power that seemed like cocaine, his nose was filled with white powder, around him were packs of cigarettes and a bottle of hard drinks.

Only an addict can take this much. I was way too surprised that humans can pretend so much just to have what they want with you.

Who can believe Frank the eloquent talking guy is a drug addict?

Who could believe Frank in his majesty of beauty and nice body is a drug addict?

I was still curious and moved further to him to ask him questions.

"How did you become an addict?" he staggered up so he could hold on to me, I moved aside as he fell to the floor.

"I was always an addict he said" I needed you to be my girl, I needed your money and I needed to know how you taste like that was why I had to pretend that much.

I was pained, I left his presence, I picked up my phone and called for help. He was carried away and inside my room, I sat down and thought of how much life is that someone will hide his true identity just to get hold of his desire.

Like I said before some angels are never angels, with time light will be revealed and true angels will ascend while the fake will be revealed.

Frank was a choice I should have avoided but it has happened and my life continues. Now I can explain the reason behind his bruises...
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