Down the memory lane
One fine afternoon, an arge of taking a walk rose within me. The thought of walking around to refresh the memories of my childhood around the hood. The sun rays were warm, blinding my right eye gently as I walked. I had my scripted black sweatshirt on, and my favourite pair of black sweatpants, a birthday gift from my bestfriend Sage, and my black sneakers on. Things seemed a little bit different, I walked past a house that one of my childhood friends, Jace, used to stay to with his family. I could still see the pictures of us, riding bicycles on the well mowed lawn, drawing people with ambiguous features because we really didn't know how to draw but we liked doing it anyway. The pictures of his many birthdays that we had celebrated together started to fall, the joyful moments and the good times we had. But they had moved to another town, leaving no contacts behind, so sad, but I believe in fate, we sure will meet sometime.I accepted my loss and chose to continue down the memory lane. I chose to pass by the football club, and guess who I found there, my highschool deskmate, Jade, What a joy! It had been five years down line since our last time together. We sat on the benches and off we started with our stories, we reminded ourselves of the many things we went through when in class and school in general, our best and worst moments in the hands of our teachers especially, Mr M. Benard, our chemistry teacher. The many funkies we went, the students we disliked and those we liked most, certainly she touched on a crucial matter, she reminded me of a girl I had a crush on while at school, Evette, I had gone in search of Evette for years now. I had fallen in love with this girl since we joined form one. She had this lovely smile, that was meant to set all her pearls out and spread the joy and happiness. She had this brown eyes, not so big, but round, not deep-set, but just at the right place. Her complexion, so complicated, tones of chocolates, so beautiful that it sat perfectly on her. Her skin glowed always and around her trunk laid a nice figure, hips not so big but protruberant enough to give her an hourglass figure. Her boobs so firm and pointed making her look even more attractive and interesting. The delicate smell of her perfume, would arouse me even when not intended. Her voice, her laugh, her gait and the way she carried herself around, that's what made me shake away my sexual preference, from straight to curve. She made me fall in love with her unknowingly and I didn't realize until it was too late.I had just had my first boyfriend, Jude, I loved him so much, but when Evette came to picture, things took a turn. Everything I did would result to a heated argument, things would go haywire and there was a day we almost fought. He became a bother to me, all the feelings I had for him had started to fade away so quickly that I got scared. I felt so insecure and somehow scared to accept things as they were. Being gay was an adjective that was unheard of in my family. And around the world, even in my own country it was forbidden, and so did the Bible. I felt the pressure not understand how I actually felt but at the same time concurring with the fact that I felt the same way as how I first felt when I met Jude. We finally broke up, we went separate ways but I was in denial, deferring the moment with, "It can't be, no one in my family is, this is just sisterly love".I was on toes running away from what really was, trying to find solace in toxic relationships with guys just to disapprove my deepest incursion at that time. I even almost had sex on a first date, kissed a stranger as I headed home from my shopping spree. Things were getting out of hand, I really wanted to understand what I was actually feeling, but I had a family, who would never lend me their ears, I felt like they were judgemental and somehow based on the olden ideas. My bestfriend too at that time didn't really want to hear such, she was so religious and also considered it sin. I knew I had a job for myself, I wanted to work things out, but certainly we were out of time, our national exams on the table and had to shift the attention to my books. After the exams, the mind was still ecstatic with the joy of finishing highschool and wanted to go home pretty fast. So we left school and that was like a stress relief for a while. No more Evette in my head but food and movies roaming all over it.
After exhausting all the excitement, loneliness started to creep in again, looking at my circle I had pushed everyone away, and never made a move towards the one person who changed my life. I began to contact some of my classmates, asking about her where abouts but it was all in vain. Now seated next to me is Jade, and in just a few minutes of talking she tells me that she once met her while walking home from the football club. A chill ran down my spine and I began to whisper prayers, wishing that we met the same way they met. The desire to see her was fully fledged, but there were setbacks too: we had never talked actually, as much as I liked her so much, I doubted if she felt the same way, above all I came from a lower social class compared to hers.After exhausting all the excitement, loneliness started to creep in again, looking at my circle I had pushed everyone away, and never made a move towards the one person who changed my life. I began to contact some of my classmates, asking about her where abouts but it was all in vain. Now seated next to me is Jade, and in just a few minutes of talking she tells me that she once met her while walking home from the football club. A chill ran down my spine and I began to whisper prayers, wishing that we met the same way they mate. The desire to see her was fully fledged, but there were setbacks too: we had never talked actually, as much as I liked her so much, I doubted if she felt the same way, above all I came from a lower social class compared to hers.I thanked her hugged her and begged to leave. Thoughts crisscrossed my mind, flashes of smiles as I vividly remembered how beautiful she was, that I almost stumbled on a stone. It was getting late, I wanted to head home as fast as I could, so I briskly walked on the paths, looking at both sides as if in search of something. When I was near home, I saw two figures, battling with my own head, telling myself that I know that voice, that figure that shone from the lights of the passing vehicles, I moved close and the same perfume that would make my blood run hot with sensual temperatures, passed by my nose. I held my breathe a little and speed towards her."Evette?!..."I said and patiently waited for a reply." Yes! Who are you?" She retorted.Those words pierced my heart, the girl I liked couldn't identify me." It's m... mmee, Sly..." ( gathered some courage and wanted to get so done with it already)" can I have your number so that I talk to you later"."Oh! Sly, I remember, you," she said and took my phone from my hands and dialed her number.I felt relieved but at the same felt shocked at how luck and how smooth things can really be. I walked away spasms of joy bubbling with in, I knew that I was nearing my happiest of endings but still afraid that things would take an unexpected turn, but all the same my efforts had borne me a fruit.
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