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beyond the beautiful smile: count...
Seven years back…
“…I want to see you princess…’ I smiled to my phone, James had a way of making me smile, dispite my vexations I knew I already forgave him that saying that love makes one do stupid things is true an example is me, I typed in response to his message “I am still upset, see you soonest” I hit the send button and almost immediately another message came ‘can I come in baby’ I knew he was in the area, if not my doorstep, I opened my door and behold he was there, talk, dark and larger than life, I laughed as he pulled me into his hands and said ‘ no you can’t go back’ pulling him into to room with me and closed the door, I stepped out of his embrace ‘ you heartless brute, how could you to that to me’ I sank into the chair closest to me as I queried him, he gave me this wounded look that was also real, even I know the expression like the back of my hand, it still made me laugh, he apologized making sure his pout was obvious making me doubled over laughing still, I wondered how anyone can be unhappy with someone like James around.
Suddenly he made me look at him and my heart stopped, my breath came quickly I could be lost in the depth of those dark eyes, I know for sure he was going to kiss me to my disappointment he said sorry again adding ‘darling’ to it to spice to up, I nodded before allowing him to pull me up into his embrace again. James has on more occasions shown me than tell me he loves, that sometimes I forget why I was upset, today I one of them. ever since secondary school when we stumbled into each other on the walk way, I knew he was for me even after we met again a year ago, when he returned from the united kingdom…” wale are you listening to me? He nodded his agreement, but I found the discomfort and the fear in the inability to read people, wale’s hid his expression well, I did not want to lose the only friend I have just found, I asked if he was okay, it though sound weird, regarding our mental positions but I asked any ways, held on to the last strand of hope I had, I could perceive my personal freak out mood, loading at a fast rate, I started to tap my feet slowly at first, to make up for the silence, the pace quicken as the silence stretched, he watched me watch him as if looking to find something he lost on me, then he suddenly barked a ‘stop’, which left me froze, this happened for the first time in two years, wale never yelled at anyone, at me, he had always been cool and nice, flinched, obvious to the fact I reacted to his sudden outburst, in a more gentler tune he said’ it’s okay angel’, he had called me that from the first appointment we had, I got to like the name over time. I have gotten used to the fact that most of us were called by our attitudes or disabilities or colors, some of the doctor say I am “mute” some said “mad” but I doubt if they would survive what made me into this.
to be continued......
© RUBEE
“…I want to see you princess…’ I smiled to my phone, James had a way of making me smile, dispite my vexations I knew I already forgave him that saying that love makes one do stupid things is true an example is me, I typed in response to his message “I am still upset, see you soonest” I hit the send button and almost immediately another message came ‘can I come in baby’ I knew he was in the area, if not my doorstep, I opened my door and behold he was there, talk, dark and larger than life, I laughed as he pulled me into his hands and said ‘ no you can’t go back’ pulling him into to room with me and closed the door, I stepped out of his embrace ‘ you heartless brute, how could you to that to me’ I sank into the chair closest to me as I queried him, he gave me this wounded look that was also real, even I know the expression like the back of my hand, it still made me laugh, he apologized making sure his pout was obvious making me doubled over laughing still, I wondered how anyone can be unhappy with someone like James around.
Suddenly he made me look at him and my heart stopped, my breath came quickly I could be lost in the depth of those dark eyes, I know for sure he was going to kiss me to my disappointment he said sorry again adding ‘darling’ to it to spice to up, I nodded before allowing him to pull me up into his embrace again. James has on more occasions shown me than tell me he loves, that sometimes I forget why I was upset, today I one of them. ever since secondary school when we stumbled into each other on the walk way, I knew he was for me even after we met again a year ago, when he returned from the united kingdom…” wale are you listening to me? He nodded his agreement, but I found the discomfort and the fear in the inability to read people, wale’s hid his expression well, I did not want to lose the only friend I have just found, I asked if he was okay, it though sound weird, regarding our mental positions but I asked any ways, held on to the last strand of hope I had, I could perceive my personal freak out mood, loading at a fast rate, I started to tap my feet slowly at first, to make up for the silence, the pace quicken as the silence stretched, he watched me watch him as if looking to find something he lost on me, then he suddenly barked a ‘stop’, which left me froze, this happened for the first time in two years, wale never yelled at anyone, at me, he had always been cool and nice, flinched, obvious to the fact I reacted to his sudden outburst, in a more gentler tune he said’ it’s okay angel’, he had called me that from the first appointment we had, I got to like the name over time. I have gotten used to the fact that most of us were called by our attitudes or disabilities or colors, some of the doctor say I am “mute” some said “mad” but I doubt if they would survive what made me into this.
to be continued......
© RUBEE
