JOMI

Mr. Yesterday

No he did not. He did not have the guts to show up here after chocking me and tearing my clitoris. Men have guts!! I walked down the stairs to open the door for him. Of course I wanted to meet him. Duh!
I could still feel the glitch between my legs. I thought I was done with this. I thought I had devoted to my books. I thought I had left this behind. I thought I had moved on. Girl, we never learn. Do we?
Well, here he is. I needed to call this off. Why is he even here after leaving me on read? Three days?
Wait am I really supposed to open the door?
I thought he would never come. Why did I send him my pin? Do I like him? Hell No. He said he had a wife. Then why is he here?

See. This is why I never wanted to go. Why did I even go? I have barely unpacked my stuff. I would have stayed at my apartment. God. I never learn.
In less than 24hours? What occurred me?
It had better not be Uncle Bema's voodoo. He kept cursing me after slapping him for spitting at my mother. But that is a story for another day.
He said I will never settle.
Do I have to risk it all?

I could hear the loud knocking at my door. My cloths are everywhere. I can only see one of the heels I wore yesterday. My wig is under my dressing table. God—where are my blue shorts? What was I thinking to summon him? I thought he would never come. My apartment is a mess. What are the pizza remains doing in my sandals under the bed? I have barely fully unpacked a thing. My bed is not made at all. After yesterday, I just fell on it. My legs are pumping. My throat is bruised. Gosh! Where is my toothbrush? But no—I'll brush after. I just want to tell him never to come here again in a minute or two.
Go-OD I don't like that homeless look my head wrap is giving. Jesus my eyeballs are swollen. What do I do? Where is my bra-a? Omg. One artificial nail fell off.

I just grabbed my big shirt and night shorts and rushed for the stairs.

I found my two roommates down in our apartment kitchen. Why are they giving me cold eyes? Anyhow, who cares?

I rushed for the door. I could feel my heart beat through my shirt. Why am I nervous? I opened the door. Shock. Wait. Processing.
Mr yesterday was nowhere. I walked out into the blooming sun. I saw him walk towards the parking lot.
Should I just let him go?

"Wait." I screamed as he tried to open the door to his car. He turned.

Girl. My legs grew weak. What was his name again? I had saved him as Mr Yesterday.
He gave me that white skin stare. I could not. He started to walk back towards me. I did not know what was happening. My heart started to race as fast as I could remember. Everything became blurry and mild.
Guys. I passed out.
*Shame. Shameeee.*