BEAUTIFUL MESS PART 22

Beautiful Mess – Episode 22
See all episodes here »
The Memory Of That Day
Kim Jong Wan
Garrett.
I follow them, (sorry Benedicta, your wish was
not granted, hehe) I need closure.
My heart ached, longed for this woman for
seven years and now she is right in front of me
but with another man.
It can’t be.
She promised to wait for me, she promised she
will be mine for ever, she has to wait.
She has no other option.
I drive after them, I clench my fist around the
steering wheel, my hand goes to the necklace
on my chess t and I clench at it.
I follow them until they pull up into a Mcmasion
in an estate, away from the rest of the world.
So this is where she thought she could hide
from me? Can’t say I am angry my mom
conned me into staying for dinner with her.
I watch her get out of the car with the help of
the man, my fist clench again.
If she is married, I don’t know what I will do, I
really don’t know.
My chest gives a pang and I acknowledge that
for the first time I am in pain and I need my
drug.
I need Kismet.
I begin to get out of my car but I freeze when I
see Mimi and a little girl step out of the house.
The girl runs to Kismet who gives her a kiss on
the head before lifting her hands up for the
man who carried her in.
I take a broken step back when I feel pain like
fire lance through my chest.
I cry out, and immediately I see Mimi turn
around, I clasp my hand around my mouth as I
stand still in the shadows.
My heart aches so much I feel my eyes water.
Read ” Forever, Mitchell ” by the same author
( Bebe Ernest )
. I stand still and wait until Mimi enters the
house.
I don’t know how I drive back to my house, I
don’t know how I make it to the elevator or how
I get into my room.
But I do know that I break down, I break down
so hard that I feel a fever come up on my
body.
I lie on my bed in pain in the darkness of my
room and I close my eyes as the pain washes
over me.
So.
The sun rises, it sets it rises again and I have
no idea what the time is.
I shiver, I writh, I roll, turn, curl and finally I get
up before padding to my bathroom to throw up.
I glance at my reflection on the mirror and I
give a tired, slow smirk.
So this is what defeat tastes like?
I go back to my bed and I lie still, taking a look
at my life so far.
I don’t regret what I have done so far, the only
thing I regret is not meeting Kismet earlier in
my life.
I lie for a while, I feel the fever wash over me
and still I lie.
I have lost the will to live.
*****
Kismet.
I groan and roll away form the cold towel.
“Don’t do that”
I say, swiping at Mimi’s hand.
She sighs, exasperated.
“Just like you to return from a date with a
fever”
“I was totally fine before.
All episodes of this story can be found here >>
https://www.ebonystory.com/story/beautiful-
mess
. It started as soon as I got to the hotel”
“Yeah, yeah, shut up and let me get a read on
your temperature”
I quiet as she places the thermometer in my
ear.
“Wow, this is pretty high”
She says as she removes it to look at Its
reading.
After she makes me force down some pills and
porridge I lie down.
The pills makes me groggy and I feel myself
drifting.
“I don’t even know why I am sick”
I say softly.
“Aww, my poor baby”
I hear Mimi say and I smile slowly.
“You know something Mimi?”
“Hmm mm, am sure you will tell me”
“I love you a lot”
“I love you too baby girl”
She says and I nod before continuing.
“I love Jasmin very much…. I also love papa,
sometimes… I like Honey,.. She’s a doll, a
pretty lovely doll”
I say and I take a deep breath, she strokes my
head and I close my eyes.
“You know who I love the most?…”
I ask but I don’t let her answer before i
continue.
“I love Garrett, yeah, I really do, I know you
never liked him,…. I know I was a naive little
idiot….” I laugh humorlessly… “I really..really
liked him.. I even slept with him after our
second date.. That’s how madly in love I was
with him…”
I take a deep breath.
“I guess all I am trying to say is that…. I miss
him, I really miss him Mimi, I miss his smell, his
touch, his taste, every thing… I miss him Mimi”
I say and even though my eyes are closed I
feel the tears seep out and I turn around, my
back to her.
She doesn’t say anything but I feel her get into
bed with me, cuddling me, I still don’t turn.
I don’t cry, I feel so tired.
I open my eyes to stare at the wall.
I feel defeated.
So this is what defeat tastes like?
I close my eyes as I try to find the will to live.
AN.
Heya, howdy?
Hope you like this episode.
Tell me what you think.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *