CHAPTER-2
846 Words
Heart shaped face, high check bones,
bright camel-brown eyes, a pair of soft arched dark brows, dark hair. Strong nose, in perfect proportion to his face. Plush ballet pink lips.
Keith.
“Ahem!.”
I snap out of my daydream like a dear caught in the headlights.
Stacy and Claire snicker. My two closet friends. The sisters I never had.
Apparently,Stace ratted my lie about having a date to Claire after I specifically told her not to or Claire would try to se me up with a stranger.
And that’s the last thing I wanted.
That’s not who I wanted
So the girls ambushed me with forced FaceTime..Just after I had stepped out of the shower ..RIGHT when I was getting into the feel of my fluffy foot rug by my bed, Kiki purring against my bare leg.
And here we were,scantily clad with my take out and my black fluffy cat with her milk.
“What?” I look at them .I know, they know who I thinking off just now.
But I’d rather kill Beyoncé and spend the rest of my life behind bars than admit that to their gorgeous faces.
“What? I just cleared my throat.”Stacy tries baiting me.
Uh-uh, not biting
“Seriously?”
“What I can’t clear my throat now.it feels…ahem..sorta-hahahaha..am sorry.” Stacy looses controls when Claire snorts.
I end up joining them. Our laughter starles Kiki.
“Stace,you so bad at acting..”
“And you're Soo great at it..?”
“So much better, how do you think I make sales on a flight.” Claire is a flight attendant and Stace is a software developer.
We are so different each other so well.
We sober up.I weep at an invisible tear.
“Where you by any chance thinking of you-know-who?” Claire pokes first with brows raised and suggestive.
I peek at Stace, staring me down with narrowed eyes . But I focus all my attention on food.
I suddenly feel very exposed in my red pijama shorts and white crop top.
“I don't know who you're going on about.”
Am not budging
They continue examing me. I fidget on my kitchen stool.
Has it always this hard?
“Ok that's how you wanna play it, amica?” Goes Claire .Sassying halfway across the country.
I love my girls…I do , but there is days I wish I could hide.from their disecting eyes.
They're the only ones I can't hide from.
And Keith
The thought of him brings a certain mermory to surface.
Hot weather.Panic attack.Warm body comforts mine.
“Baby breathe with me, am her ;I've got you...shhh..am not going anywhere."
And true to his words, Keith never lift. And in a funny and bizarre way, he was always there when I needed him. Whenever I was in trouble.. there he was. He could save me from anything..except himself.And I was no damsel in distress,but Keith ; he had my back.KeithIt would hurt them if they found out how much Keith knows about.
“Am not playing it anyway, Claire..I don't know whom you speak of.”
“Really?” Empty plates clanks into my kitchen sinc.
“Ok fine, I was thinking of him,THERE.. Happy?”
“Stop looking all smug..” I glare at Stace who looks like she has an ‘I knew it’ on the tip of her tongue .
“Fine.Youre no fun.”
“You should ask him out!”Claire sqeals.
A dark chuckle makes my chest shake.”Id rather you set me up on one of your blind dates..” The girls knew about longstanding crush with on him but they had no idea the kind of things that had transpired between us.And it would stay that way.
“Really?!” She lights up.
“No!”Stace and I answer.I guess she growing tired of the blind dates Claire sets her on as well.
“Why not?” I roll my eyes at them.
“HOW about the fact that he's way out of my league…?”
“You do have a point.”
“ Not helping Stay-Stay.”
“Stop calling me that…and am just being honest.Olivia is amazing, l think she is one of the hottest pieces of chocolate I know but Keith is way over there.Hes like the king of douche, remember the time you came back from your trip to Singapore?…Anyway I just feel like he’s unattainable.”
Leave to Stacy to uplift me and put me down all in one sentence.
“Like Tim?!”.
Uh-oh!
“No more like Percy!”
This is not how it's supposed to go
“Ok enough you two...This is not worth it.Vaginas before dicks.”They laugh.
Might not be accurate but it did the trick!
“Its time for me to go to bed. I sorta have an early flight tomorrow…Goodnight”
I might have able to stop my grown up friends from fighting but how am I going to get a date for the engagement..
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