LOVE IN DAMASCUS XVII

 


October 2009
It's been more than two month since I had reconcile with the brainies. I had told them my initial plan to get Sasha and I also told them me joining their group again won't stop my plans on getting her.
 
I also told them it wasn't possible for someone to pass through the university without having a girlfriend but I could see that Morris was ready to prove me wrong and I didn't care.
 
We were already in our fourth year, even though my previous years had been so full of drama's, it was fun though. Sasha hadn't told me how she felt about me but we both behave like couples. Everyone in my compound knew her for she was so sociable. I had began to do what I hated the most, taking care of the house. She had taught me the main dishes except for the pasta I was so good at cooking. I could also see changes in my life. When I told her the amount I was collecting every month as pocket money, she was so shocked.
 
"That's too much!" She had exclaimed "you cant spend it finish in two months" she added
 
Well, that money wasn't too much for someone like me. I was born in wealth and as the only son, I was also taught how to spend in wealth. When I was dating Melissa, the money wasn't even enough but I discovered something different this few month I have spent with her. I don't spend recklessly anymore, my pocket money had become more than enough. She was a perfect girl at least the one my life needs at the moment.
 
She would account for my day to day spending, it was kind of weird at first but I ended up liking it. I had told my parents to cut my pocket money into two and that was awesome for I was still able to live comfortably. She had told me the amount her parents always give her when school resumes and after that money, she doesn't bother them. I was so amazed at that, but I kept wondering how she survived all through a semester.
 
Most times she eats just a square meal and sometimes she doesn't eat at all claiming she is fasting. She had lived her life the rugged way up to this moment but I was so determined to change that. She won't lack anything again cause she had already suffer a lot.
 
Sasha and I had become More intimate, we were really into each other. The only problem I faced was the fact that she hadn't acknowledged my love. All I want was for her to admit my love and also confess her feelings to me. Even though we behave like a couple, some of our course mates had called me her boyfriend which she rejected instantly. I don't know why but I just don't understand her.
 
So one day I took her to the place I found some months ago, a place I hadn't got the chance to take her. It was the Trevor's garden but I tagged it MYSTERY LOVE GARDEN. I had called old Trevor the previous night , I told him I was coming with Sasha the next morning. I had also called Sasha informing her we were going out, she had asked series question which I didn't answer, I wanted it to be a surprise so I put her in suspense.
 
I picked her up at her place at nine in the morning. I had also payed some people to decorate the garden for me and also prepare a delicious meal, for that was where we would have our breakfast.
 
When we got there, old Trevor welcomed the two of us. His shinning brown teeth never stops glittering.
 
"Is this the angel?" He asked and fixed me a wink
 
I could see that Sasha was baffled. I could read her mind it was like 'what are we doing here?', 'who is this old man?', 'what is all this?'
 
"Don't be baffled, all is well" I said and I held her hand and took her to the garden. I clicked my finger and the band began to play the guitar. I could see astonishment in her eye. I moved her to the table and chair at the center of the garden. I pulled a chair out for her to sit. She sat like a princess on the chair and I went to my seat.
 
"Joseph, what is all this?" She asked
 
I merely smiled and used my spoon to beat the champagne fluke to signalled the Cook. She pulled in a trolley and served us. She dished us fried rice with chicken, and also filled my cup with some fruit wine.
 
"Joseph, you haven't answered me" she said "what is all this about?"
 
"Don't be scared. I just thought of us having breakfast outdoor" I said
 
"Well it is good but how much did you waste on all this?" She asked
 
I rested on the chair and looked at her. She isn't the spending type but one has to spend sometimes and spending on a breakfast with her ain't a waste. I won't mind spending all of my money
 
"The money was just a token" I said simply
 
She looked at me sternly "you have gone to your parent for money again" she said
 
"Well I had but if I hadn't, I won't have been able to organize this"
 
"But this wasn't necessary" she protested
 
I wasn't liking the turn out of event. I wasn't in for this kind of conversation, I had planned a perfect atmosphere not something like this.
 
"Let's stop talking about the amount I spent" I said softly "I had planned this little event just for the two of us to be together. So let's stop talking and eat"
 
She was reluctant at first but she ate the meal. After we were done eating, we played like newly found couples in the garden. I could see old Trevor looking at us from a distance. The atmosphere in the garden was fun and lovely, we had never played like this before. I think my plan had worked, but what was still baffling me was the fact that she had never told me she loved me and I felt this was the perfect time to tell her how I felt again.
 
"Sasha, I love you" I said sharply
 
I saw sudden change in her reaction. The funny and lovely atmosphere got retarded once. She went back to her seat and I followed instantly.
 
"What is wrong Sasha? Why is your mood always sad anytime I talk about love" I continued
 
"It is because I am not ready for it"
 
"Why? Don't you love me?" I asked but she gave no response. I held her hand tightly and before I knew it tears had filled her face and it started dipping on my hand
 
 "Why are you crying?" I asked but she didn't say anything. I tried to soothe her but the tears kept rolling down her cheek.
 
Suddenly a plan popped up in my mind, a very devilish plan. I had ignored it at first but it kept up popping. So I bent down a little and tilted my head to meet her lips and I kissed her tenderly and gently but she didn't pull back. The devil got hold on me and filled my lustful heart, So I began to kiss her more passionately. After some minutes, she pulled back and I felt ashamed.
 
"I am sorry" I apologized "I didn't know what came over me"
 
"It is okay" she said simply.
 
Was it really okay? Or was she mad again? I seriously couldn't figure it out. Maybe she had also wanted it, or maybe if it was gentle and tender, it would have been more longer. I seriously hated myself of going so passionately.
 
"I am genuinely sorry" I apologized again with a sympathetic face
 
"It is nothing" she said and my face lit for joy but suddenly sadness occupied it. Was it really nothing to her? Does it mean anything to her? Was she not really moved by it?... Different unanswered question ran through my veins.
 
"..... Let's go and meet the old man" she continued snapping me out of my thought.
 
We stood up and went to the cottage where old Trevor had been standing in the balcony watching our love scene. As we approached old Trevor, I was already lost in my thought. I had kissed Sasha for the first time, it would forever be in my dairy. Old Trevor seems very happy with me, but I was also happy and at the other hand, I was sad. I had kissed her, well that was a very lovely thing but she hadn't told me she loved me and that got me so baffled.
 
Old Trevor gave her a rose and she was happy. Sometimes, every bad person are not always bad maybe they might be lonely and their loneliness could result to bad action and aggression. Old Trevor who most people fear in the neighborhood has ended up being my friend.
 
After a lot of glamour, we drove back home..I found it so difficult to start a conversation in the car. So after a long drive, I pulled over in front of her house.
 
"Thanks for making my day splendid" she said as she aimed for the door knob but I only nodded.
 
"Sasha" I began and held her hand "I am so sorry, I regret my actions" I continued and placed her hand on my chest for her to feel my heartbeat. "I want you to know that my heart race for you" I added
 
I rushed down to open the door for her and she stepped down majestically like a queen
 
"Good night" I whispered silently and I wasn't waiting for a reply. So I entered inside my car briskly and drove off. I watched her through the side mirror as she entered into the building.
 
I got home rather happy nor dismay, I began to pace round my room just to whirl away time. When darkness finally over came the day, I retire to my bed. That particular day, I had slept like a baby for I knew tomorrow will be better and the day after would be better still. For my Messiah will yield to my call.

 

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