SEEING THE INVISIBLES

EPISODE 5

"Staying in a relationship with someone just because you feel sorry for them never works out," I stated.

She appeared to be in discomfort and began to fidget in her seat.

"Please, Joseph, don't bring this up again. I'd rather not." I made a promise to someone and want to keep it. I don't need a covenant to fulfill my promise; he may not believe me. “Could we please leave it alone?”

I let out a sigh and shifted back in my seat. She gave me a friendly grin and placed her head on my shoulder.

“So. "What's your major secret?". She inquired.

"I see the unseen as in things that others can't see."

Her head remained firmly planted on my shoulder. I believed she hadn't heard because she hadn't moved a muscle.

I liked how she smelled; her perfume was sweet and gentle, exactly like her skin, which was pressing against mine at the time.

Her body felt warm against mine, just like it had the day we kissed. I treasured these times all the more since I knew I could lose it all in a matter of seconds...

"Did you say something?" Her head remained on my shoulder while she inquired.

I wanted I could see her expression so I could predict how she would react. I lifted her up and held her by the shoulders so she could look me in the eyes. Her looks were, to put it bluntly, blank.

"I see things that others don't," I explained. Things that no one should be permitted to see.”

"Do you get hallucinations?"

"No, I don't have hallucinations," I said after a brief pause. It would be tough to explain this. "I have the ability to look into the spirit realm, or whatever you want to call it." Everyone possesses that talent; however, it is not available on this side of the barrier."

"What about the barrier?" "Can you tell me what you're talking about?" She was becoming very concerned.

"A barrier separates the spirit realm from this one. Look, don't worry about the technicalities; all you need to know is that I see things that enable me to read people, understand their problems or gifts, and occasionally assist them when I am able."

"Did you see about the pastor the other day?" She enquires

"Like the pastor the other day,". I replied affirmatively. "He was doing fetish things with the oil he was using on the individuals he was praying for, but I could tell he didn't want to do it, and his wife was pushing him into it." His congregation would swell if he had a miracle here or a manifestation there. But I looked into his eyes and saw that he didn't want to be a part of it.

As a result, I feigned to go for prayer and instead instructed him to come to a halt on what he was doing. He expressed his gratitude,  As a result

She remained silent while she listened. So that was it. She had this look on her face like, so that was it. I stood there watching her for a little more, waiting to hear what she had to say next. I wasn't shocked when she said that.

"So, when you look at me, what do you see?" She inquired.

"You have lovely wings."

She gave me a long look before registering shock and amazement as she realized what had happened. "You mentioned that the first time we met!" You weren't paying attention to my boobs!"

I was laughing, and she was laughing as well. It was fantastic! If it had been a white lady, she would most likely have advised me to consult a psychiatrist.

However, I suppose Africans were a little more tolerant of supernatural matters. Or perhaps it was just her manner. But I was relieved to see that she seemed to be handling the news well. But there was something else I needed to tell her.

I said, "There's something else." She had relaxed into the chair when I had released her off my shoulder. She sat up, though, with great excitement.

"You have wings. They're cinched together with golden chains. I had never seen that before and was curious as to what it meant.”

Her eyes opened, and she jerked a glance at her shoulders as if looking for something.

“I honestly have no idea; this is the first time someone has told me I had wings, let alone tethered wings. Isn't it possible for you to find out for me? Do they appear to be heavy? "Perhaps they're my sins?"

With a shake of my head, I expressed my dissatisfaction with the situation. I had considered it before, but it didn't seem right, and I'm sure I'd have seen it on someone else by now.

Unforgiven crimes were commonly represented by a dark grey rusting chain wound around a heavy steel ball and fastened to the ankles of those who bore them. They weren't very attractive or gleaming. This golden chain, on the other hand, appeared to be a godsend and a curse for her. A thought occurred to me, and I expressed it.

"What if it has something to do with your current relationship?" Perhaps the fact that you made a selfless decision is what makes the shackles brilliant. It's a wise decision, but it's also self-limiting. "What are your thoughts?"

Her expression darkened as I explained. She didn't say anything, but tears welled up in her eyes. I can't take it when I see women weep; it makes me feel useless in certain ways. So I hugged her and brought her close to me, providing as much emotional support as I could. She lingered in my arms for a moment before abruptly pushing me away.

“No! That can't be the case! You don't get it; all you're doing is making stuff up to impress me with the facts I gave you. "Well, I'm not going to fall for it!"

Seriously?

She stood up and began gathering her belongings. My mouth was open in surprise as I observed her. Wasn't it only a few minutes ago that we were laughing?

What did I say to deserve this? Why was she so hot one minute and so frigid the next?

I pondered why I hadn't noticed the chains around her wings were even tighter today than they had been yesterday. Suddenly, Something came to mind.

"How did last night go?" I inquired.

“Huh? It's none of your concern!" She reacted with a reply.

"Did you make a phone call to him?" You're going to meet him soon, and you might even agree to go on with the covenant despite the lack of logic!" I'd increased my voice a tiny little bit. “You're going to make a major blunder!"

"It has nothing to do with you!" She said it again, more vehemently.

I threw up my hands in frustration. In some ways, she was correct; it was none of my business. I was allowing my feelings for her to influence my decision.

She noticed that I had quieted down and had stopped squirming.

"Please accept my apologies. Maybe I went a little too far there. It's just that it's difficult. His father has been really generous to my family and me."

I kept my eyes closed and remained silent.

"His father has promised to visit my guardians,". She abruptly stated. "He'll be to my house tomorrow with his father to talk about a few things."

"Well, far be it from me to play the devil's advocate in this case," I explained.

The truth is that I'm head over heels in love with you. Every day, I hope to see you smile, laugh, or simply converse when I wake up. To me, everything about you is lovely."

“Joseph…” She stated her case.

 Pleeeeeeease, I'm not usually one to express my emotions, but I feel compelled to tell you this. It's becoming clear to me that you may not share my feelings. Even so, I can't let you go knowing that you're putting yourself in a dangerous scenario. That's why I'm attempting to turn it into a business. If you don't want me, that's OK, but don't give your life away to a guy you don't love just because you made a childhood pledge."

She groaned and returned to her seat. For a little moment, we were silent, and I could hear the faint rumble of thunder.

It appears that it will rain." She stated her case. I gave a half-hearted nod. This was not at all what I had in mind.

The atmosphere in my room was tense and gloomy, and I was wary of it all at the same time.

"f**k it, I'm taking you out," I stated.

“What? When?” She was taken aback and inquired. I leapt to my feet and yanked her to her feet. As I moved her closer to me, I could feel her exhale.

Those wonderful eyes, those lovely lips...

I said, "There's a nice spot a few meters away." 'They have the tastiest barbecued fish there,'.  We're on our way there right now."

"But," she added nervously, "there's the rain."

"It's an indoor location, and they have a cab available for hire if we want to head anywhere." Come on, you can do it.

She agreed after a giggle. "You know, maybe you should come along to my place, maybe tomorrow," she remarked as we walked out the door, wearing my shoes. "You'll meet Simon and get to know my house." You'll see that he's not such a nasty man.

"It's a little depressing, but not horrible."

"First, let's see how today goes," I said. I wasn't overjoyed at the prospect of seeing my rival, but it was an opportunity to learn more about her, so why not? Plus, I could read him to see if there was anything that required me to be more concerned about Linda.