Accident, Love and Scars

4. Tears, Messages and More Tears

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The more you show your true feelings, the more people try to hurt you...

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THE SONG FOR THIS CHAPTER IS “I'M A MESS” BY OMAH LAY CAUSE IT KINDA FITS THE CHAPTER.

And please guys, You guys should not skip the songs, please try and listen to them while reading the story. The songs put you in the right mood for the story.

And also, I and Moroti_Writes have something cooking up. Watch out.

Without further Ado, let's dive right in.

"So nobody is at home with you Jay?" I asked as I entered his house and rested on his couch

"Yes Kam. My sisters are abroad and my parents aren't back from thier trip so it's only me and the maids." Jay replied

"No problem. Let's get to work." I replied

We started jotting down the little things that we noticed about each other when a notification popped up on my phone.

Chloe Babajide just updated her new Story “How to get away with bullies”.

"Drop that phone, it's distracting you!" Jason said as he snatched my phone from my hand.

"Guy be careful. You're toying with the latest iPhone oo." I bragged as I tried collecting it from his hand and he started scrolling through the phone.

"Why would I read stories when I can be playing online games and Watching football," he scoffed as he handed me back my phone

"God Forbid bad thing! I would never sit down and watch football but I can play Football games oo." I told him as he picked up his pen and started jotting

"What are you jotting down?" I asked him and he was still writing.

"You'll know when I present it in the class." he replied cockily as I hissed.

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I had stayed an extra 2 hours in Jay's house doing nothing, absolutely nothing.

First of all we were playing games and then we went upstairs to compete against each other with his PES.

I then felt like using the toilet so I went there to do my thing.

As I went there, I discovered that it was nothing so I wanted to get out but his mirror, damn!

His mirror was so clean and fresh that it tempted me to take pictures with it and I did.

I was almost done with taking pictures when I received a message that ripped my heart open.

PROMISE (P.I.)

Its time but I know that you'll not come, so in order to avoid Further Arguments, I'll text you the results and you'll pick them up anytime you're less busy.
5:53pm

Attaches 3 documents
5:57pm

Mrs Andrews is not your Biological Mom
5:59pm

I felt like I was being hit by a moving truck over and over again. The pain in my chest kept increasing. I felt my breathing cease.

It felt like a Panic attack. I squeezed my dress and tried to stabilize my breathing but it didn't work.

Same moment a million thoughts flew through my mind. What if I was still an Andrews and My real mother left me when I was little or Mrs Andrews made a coup against my real mother to send her out of the house.

Dont blame me, blame Nollywood

I felt bad I felt sad. What if Mr Andrews wasn't my dad too, what if not. Call me a pessimistic optimist. I felt bad. I felt tears running through my cheeks as silent sobs escaped my lips.

The sobs grew louder and louder every minute. I hated myself. I hated how complicated my life was and I hated the Woman—Kambili Nnanna who came to spoil my beautiful family.

JAY's POV

Kam had stayed in the toilet for close to an hour now. I decided to leave her there not until I started hearing silent sobs from the toilet. I almost ignored them until the sobs grew louder.

When I entered the toilet, Kambili was engrossed with crying that she didn't even notice my presence.

As I came close to her to comfort her she quickly picked up her phone like she wanted to hide something and then she stood up and was about to leave.

"We'll meet tomorrow Jay. I h-have to go now " she croaked out as she cleaned her tears and left the room.

It was then that realization hit me. Kam was crying over a heartbreak text from her boyfriend or rather crush. The Kam I know has never had a boyfriend before.

I couldn't help but wonder if that was how I made her feel in Jss2 when I broke her heart and I tore her love letter after reading it to the whole of my classmates then.

It was then I discovered that my game was not paused and my opponent had scored five goals when I stood up and the game was over.

I laid on my bed but somehow Kam's face kept flashing in my brain. That same moment, Ini's call came in.

Ini Michelle Essien, An award winning Model. She has a nice figure, shape and everything and she likes me and maybe I like her too.

She asked me to be her boyfriend in Jss3 and I accepted because half of Estrella high were present—if not all. To me, our relationship was one sided.

"Hey babe are you listening to me. I miss you. I really do!" she yelled bringing me out of my line of thoughts

"Yeah I miss you too. You said that you'll be back by next week right?" I asked

"Yes baby boy. Love you. Mwaaah. I have to do a shoot now quickly. Jamaica is boring!" she said and the line went dead.

Every time I spoke with Ini, it made me wonder if I knew what I really wanted.

You don't know what you want Jay! You don't!!!

So guys, we met Ini Essien. Any thoughts on her.

And pray for Kambili. She's going through one hell of an Emotional ride and it's going to get worse.

I'm sorry for not updating on Tuesday. My phone spoilt.

*Insert Puppy face emoji*

Gracias

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