TWICE A ZING |A Nigerian Romance|

Chapter 30.

AMADI

"Amadi." I hear her gasp. Exhausted, I roll off her frame and lay on the small space left on the chair, forcing us to cuddle. Phew! Finally got the release I needed but wait...damn!

"You didn't wear protection!" She says, voicing out my exact concern. How come?

"Oh, shit!" I honestly had no intentions of going that far. When she opened the door to receive me, I was blown away. She wore a very simple gown but the way it accentuated her curves was my exact reason to worry. And then she moaned when the aroma of the soup filled the room. That simple act had an immediate ripple effect on me down south.

I don't know how I got prompted to make the move but I'm glad I did. God, I have missed this woman. All these have made me realise one thing, which is the fact that I'm in love with Shalewa. And man, it is scary. Never would I have thought. But thinking about it now, this did not just happen. I guess I have just been too slow at realizing this.

"Heyy...it's going to be okay." I coo, inhaling the scent of her hair while I reassure her. My own attempt at making her calm and less worried.

"It's not going to be okay, Amadi. Birth control pills. Get me birth control pills! What if I get pregnant?! There's a pharmacy nearby. Get the pills from there." She says atop her voice.

"I said it will be fine, Shalewa." She glares at me before hissing.

"Get me the pills." And with that said, stands up, rushing upstairs to her room and I follow behind her.

Immediately she gets in, she slams the door in my face. Sighing, I make my entrance and realize she's rummaging through her wardrobe for what to wear.

"Shalewa, what are you doing?" I quickly rush to where she is, scattering off her belongings. Holding her by both arms, I try to steady her as she struggles to get out of my grasp.

"Looking for something to wear, you mad man. Since you don't want to go, I'll get it myself." She's still struggling with me.

"Don't worry. I'll go get it." My declaration makes her freeze and she visibly relaxes.

"Alright." She flips her hair and goes to sit on her bed. I give her one last look, head back to fix myself, before leaving the house.

All through the drive to the pharmacy and back, my mood was very unpleasant. One question kept bugging me and when I gave her the pills and she had taken it, I finally ask her.

"Is that how bad the idea of being pregnant for me is?" I ask in a low voice. She doesn't answer. She just keeps drinking water from the cup, glaring at me.

"Shalewa, I.." She cuts me short.

"Did I tell you that I didn't hear you?" She asks with so much sass, giving me daggers.

"Sorry. I.." She rolls her eyes and stands up, pacing from left to right. I just watch her, speechless.

"You what, Amadi? Well, yes! The idea of being pregnant for someone like you is terrifying." She finally exclaims.

"I apologised for all I did." I state. Crease forms on her forehead as she looks at me before hissing.

"Do you think that is all it is for what you did to be long forgotten? Do you know what it took for me to open up to you after years of keeping to myself and to think you shattered my trust. Please, leave my house." This dismissive tone of hers has no effect on me because I can't let this slide another time.

"Heyy. I am sorry. For everything I did, I'm sorry. If I could do anything to show my remorse, I would in a heartbeat. Till this day, I regret the costly mistake I have made." Tears slip down her face and she sits on the bed to facepalm herself while her body shakes from sobbing. I go on my knees in front of her, placing my hand above hers. I hate myself for what I did to this woman.