LOVE AT FIRST FIGHT

WHO IS AELLA ROGERS?

DERRICK'S POV.

"That wasn't very gentlemanly of you Derrick. And that's most certainly not how I raised you. What even was that?" I hear my mum say to me as soon as I go into the dining room and I couldn't miss the look of disdain on her face even if I wanted to. "I know, I'm sorry mum. The first incident was an accident and the second one was a misunderstanding. I definitely didn't mean for all of that to happen". I said to her in all honesty hoping for her anger to subside. "Make sure you apologize properly to her. Get down on your knees if you have to but make sure that you tender a genuine apology to her. Poor girl, she must have felt really humiliated. But I'm glad she at least tried to put you in your place before leaving". The image of me kneeling down before Aella made me feel a little giddy. Was I already subconsciously thinking of proposing to her? Take a chill pill my dear heart. You don't even know this girl and I doubt you'll ever get the opportunity of knowing her seeing how you've already ruined your chances. I snap out of my thoughts and apologize to my guests once again. The perks of being around your own people is that nothing is really embarrassing, they all just see it as a new opportunity for inside jokes and fun making. Jerry, my P.A turned friend makes a joke about me still having my "area where the sun doesn't shine " being intact and everyone laughed at that (see, I told you so), after which we all delved into dinner. The food was perfect. I could brag about a lot of things but having the best chef was something I would never fail to brag about whenever the opportunity arises. Alot of chattering and laughter and little gossips went around during and after dinner and it made not just by stomach full, but also my heart. Time flew by and my guests started leaving one after another. My parents were the last to leave, of course not without my mom reminding me about the apology I was owing a certain miss. On that note,I hurried back into the building after waving my parents goodbye to look for Aella. I'm pretty sure she would be somewhere around the dining room cleaning with her colleagues. I got there and looked around hoping to find her but she wasn't in sight. "Hey buddy, I'm looking for Aella. Any idea as to where she might be?" I asked the guy carrying the dishes into the kitchen. "No she left in a hurry after the drama between you two. She seemed really unwell so I just let her leave as I've never seen her like that before. She's not the type to leave work mid-duty". He told me and I felt really guilty at his words. Could I possibly be the reason why she felt unwell and had to leave ? I was tempted to ask him for her contact address so I could go look for her this night but I decided against it and promised myself to go to Ms Gracie the next morning.

I go to my bedroom to retire for the night and notice how squeaky clean it is. I don't think I've ever seen my room this clean and just as I thought that, I remember seeing Aella coming out of here when the cleaning was going on earlier in the day. I didn't recognize her then but right now, her image has been imprinted in my memory and I don't think I'll be able to get it out anytime soon. I take a shower, lay on my bed and soon after, the lonliness sets in. Seeing my friends and parents with their significant others reminded me of how lonely my life gets at the end of the day. How I really yearned to be someone's better half and also get to feel complete and whole by the presence of someone else in my life. I try to shake off the impending sadness and in an attempt to deviate my thoughts, I begin to recount the incidents of today and even though it wasn't a pleasant encounter, meeting Aella was definitely the highlight of my day, probably the entire week. Hell, even the month. The year maybe?? That might be taking it too far,but all I'm saying is, I've never been so fascinated by a woman who isn't my mom,wonder woman or Oprah Winfrey. I remember how fiercely she stood up for herself. The way she looked at me, thinking back now and I realize that I didn't fail to notice how she was staring daggers at me as I turned around to face her. I've been told that I have an effect on ladies just by looking at them and I one hundred percent believe it to be true because I look at myself in the mirror when I wake up in the morning (I'm really not looking for opportunities to brag about myself, but if these opportunities casually come up,the situation can't be helped. Right ??) but in this case, it was the other way around. She owned me in that very moment and I couldn't help but smile at the memory. I go to bed with one question in mind: "who are you Aella Rogers?"