DEAR BRUNO

CHAPTER NINE:IT HAPPENS AGAIN

I started joining Peter in the studio on a daily basis, i could join in when he had classes to teach and dance and slowly by slowly my wounds were wrapped in wellness and healing. I could think of you Bruno almost all the time and cry but Peter was there to wipe my tears. I remember on this afternoon i was going to the studio and i came across Grace,i had no bad blood so i stopped and said hi which was brief and i asked how you were doing and she said you were fine and so i gave her my number and that was it. She called that evening and talked about things and how i missed my friend, we started meeting most of the times and again we became best of friends. She used to come to me with issues that you two were going through and i could advice her as good friend.I thought it would be best if i introduce her to Peter and so i invited her to the Studio and when Peter saw me he came running and shouting like he always did and hugged me with his sweaty body and shook Grace's hand

"Booboo you looking pretty," he said with that sarcasm

"Booboo,you love playing around eeehh, anyway this is my friend Grace,Grace this is Peter," i said and they shook hands again

"Nice to meet you Grace," Peter said giving his broad smile

"Nice to meet you too," Grace answered

We went along to dance and Grace sat on there watching since she wasn't a big fan of dancing and for about two hours we danced then Peter had an idea that we have lunch together and who I'm I when it comes to food i get real excited. So we went to the restaurant that we were used to and when eating we tried to engage in conversations

"So,you guys are dating," Grace asked which came as a surprise and both me and Peter laughed and when i tried to talk Peter held my hand making a sign that he'll answer

"Well, we ain't dating but she's my Booboo and I'm her's too, We are more than that," Peter answered looking at my eyes

"Oooh, whatever that means," Grace then answered and continued eating. I looked at Peter with so much admiration,he had everything nice and his attitude towards me kept me wishing we started this earlier whatever it was. Time passed and it was rather unusual of me to wake up early but i did and went for a run,it felt therapeutic and slowly my cravings for alcohol and gas started fading in thin air. Upon reaching home my phone rung and i answered

"Hey Julia it's Bruno," the voice from the other side said. I don't know how it felt at that moment i was filled with happiness yet sadness, joy yet resentment and anger i was confused but glad you called it was time we made things right

"Oh, hey Bruno how are you?", I answered trying to keep it casual but one could sense the excitement in my voice

"I'm doing fine but i need your help",

"Sure, what's up",

"I Know you and Grace are really good friends but she's been acting different lately and it's breaking me i think she's someone else",

I don't know if it was the audacity or confidence of you calling me to tell me that your girlfriend who was my friend, that you cheated me with was seeing someone. Wow, that was new

"So?," I managed to say

"I need you to investigate it for me kindly," you said with a pleading voice

"Well, I would love to do that but i can't help you guys have to talk out your issues, I'm sorry,"i managed to say and hanged up the phone. Things ran through my mind about why you'd call me and tell me such a thing. It was the audacity for me. I later joined Peter on his class,i my dancing skills were becoming polished everyday and my left feet came to a proper direction or better still right and left. I would talk about Peter all day, i remember how we used to go to his favorite restaurant and order two platters of food and then would eat his food first and then mine that even the waiters started addressing me as Mrs instead of miss. If we met with any of his students they would ask about my "boyfriend". He gave me a satisfying feeling of hapiness that i was ready to keep forever though not that i had forgotten what had happened with you Bruno is just that i believe that you can take away my dream but not my capability to dream again. The dance classes would go for two hours then break and as usual we would either stay a little longer at the gym with peter or head to the restaurant but on this day we dicided to go take a walk which was not my thing

"Can i ask you something," You seemed disturbed which was unusual

"Yeah sure you know you can ask me anything"

"How did you and Grace become friends",

"Well, we went to school together though she was a class behind me but we were best friends",

"So you've been friends since high school? How comes you never mentioned anything about her?"

"Nothing, s**t happens that we can't control " I answered with a drop of tear that i didn't notice

Peter turned to me and held my chin like he always did when he wanted to look direct to my eyes

"I want you to tell me everything, you were never like this. You changed and started drinking and smoking heavily. What happened? Why are you always crying,"

I tried to escape your alluring eyes but tears formed in my eyes and again with more force they d opped

"Well, you know i can't lie especially when it comes to you. So much happened and instead of time healing my wounds they are becoming worse every minute and second. I miss the days when i knew nothing about life but what can i say",

"Let's talk about those wounds,"

"I loved and still love him so much",

I could see anger in his eyes after i told him the whole story and he held his fist and looking at me made me cry even more.

"Why are you still friends with her honestly,"

"That's because i forgive but forgetting is where i draw the line,"

"It still doesn't make any sense",

"You wouldn't understand, my peace of mind matters",

"Why didn't you ever tell me this?"

"Why should I? You got your problems why bother you with mine?"

"I'm sorry girlie," he held me with that grip that i loved that tight hug that made me sink in his strong arms

"It's okay" i answered with an assuring voice