CHAPTER SIXTEEN
The First Time
Kylian made a brilliant comeback from his injury tonight, it was like if he never had any. PSG flogged Nice Fc 7-2 with Kylian netting five goals solidifying his team’s position at the top of the league’s stat. I could not stop myself from smiling as I remembered how well he played tonight as Isa did my make-up in preparation for his visit. I am so proud of him
With my make-up done and every beauty routine ticked off, I went down the stairs and went straight to the dining room with Isa and I was received with a bright smile and a standing ovation
“You look so beautiful, Mi amor” Maria complimented
“English please” I corrected her even though I knew what mi amor meant
“You look beautiful, my love”
“Kylian won’t know what hits him when he sees you” Jude commented and I chuckled.
Alice came into the kitchen, looked at me from the hair on my head to my feet and looked away. I rolled my eyes at her actions, I never expected her to compliment me in the first place
“Please, can we eat now?” Alice asked opening the cooler to check the food
“I was hoping we will eat with Kylian since it is his first day here with us” I said
“We don’t know when he will be here?” Alice retorted with a narrowed eyes
“The match ended already, I am sure he is on his way here already” I stated
“Fine” She groaned and left.
I sat down in the dining with the rest of house except for Alice chatting about everything. But at some point, my mind was no longer in the discussion as I watch the clock move from 11pm to 12am, then 1am and still no sign of Kylian. At one point, Alice came out of her room and had some junk food, then the rest of the house followed suit except for me. My husband is coming home for the first time since we married, I will like to eat with him.
He is coming, he made me a promise, so I am going to trust him and wait. Maria has reheated the food for two times now and when she moved to heat the food for the third time, I stopped her.
“Don’t, it will lose it taste” I addressed her
“I know but what choice do I have, Kylian hates cold food” she replied. Then I let her go.
Isa and Esaia were fast asleep in the living room while Jude already entered his room, telling his wife to call for him when Kylian comes home. Only Maria sat with me at the table and at exactly 2.54am, Alice came out again
“Do you mind calling Kylian and ask for what the hold off is” Maria bellowed in a loud voice
“I just did, not him at least. Melissa called” She said. I looked at Alice and I saw the smirk at the edge of lips.
Kylian is not coming anymore
“He is not coming, is he?” I whispered hoping that my instinct was wrong
“No, he is not” She announced “He was called in for a meeting with the French team’s coach.”
“Oh” I said with dejection
“Then why did he not call earlier to tell us about it.” Maria complained on my behalf because I lost my voice at the disappointing news I just heard
“He thought he was going to make it but unfortunately, he could not. At the moment, he is still in the meeting” She muttered with indifference and left
“I am so sorry, Bewa, I know you were looking forward to his visit” Maria consoled me
“Why are you sorry? This is not your fault” I retorted.
“And it is not your fault either”
“I know, he is the captain of the France team, he has responsibility greater than his marriage to me”
“Oh come on, Bewa, I am…”
“Please, I am famished. Please set the table” I instructed. I could feel her eyes on me and by the way she opened the food cooler, I can tell she understands that if she kept consoling me, I might burst into tears. I watch her dish the food into the plate as I tried to keep the storm of tears that was about to burst out of my eyes at bay. She placed the plate of food in front of me and as I tried to dig into it, I could be feel the dam about to break
“I am sorry, I can’t do this” I jumped out of the chair and ran upstairs. On getting to my room, I banged the door and fell to the ground.
“Bewaji Evelyn Bendel, get it together. He didn’t come because he had an appointment. Don’t you dare cry” I tried to calm myself down and after so many pep talk, I lied down on the floor. I know he had an appointment but I can’t help the disappointment that coursed through my veins.
The next morning, I stayed glued to my laptop writing at the terrace trying to keep myself distracted. I heard a knock and the door opened. I looked inside to see the intruder and I saw Alice
“What can I do for you?” I inquired
“Kylian will be here next week after his trip to Germany”
“Another whole week?” I complained
“He has training, I am sure you understand that” she retorted sassily. Of course I do. This season is important to Kylian’s football career “Fazya said you need to be patient and not go revengeful”. I am sure she is talking about the video I made
“I am not going to post the video if that is what you asking”
“Good” she said and left
I prepared and waited for Kylian again on the rescheduled day but by 2am again, Alice came out of her room with a little less pleasure this time to inform me that Kylian won’t be coming again
“Was he called into another meeting again?” I asked
“There is weather issue in Germany, so his plane won’t be coming as scheduled but he will be here next week Saturday after his match with Monaco FC” Alice informed
The same thing happened the third time and the morning after Kylian’s fourth failed visit promise, I was running out pep’s talk to keep myself calm. I looked at the most beautiful view of France and all I just want to do is cry.
Just let out the tears that has accumulated behind my eyes due to my husband’s utter disrespect for me. When I am stressed, the only way I can destress is by crying my eyes out but I can’t bring myself to do that. I can’t cry over the fact that my husband won’t come and fuck me
The door opened and I saw Alice walk toward me in the terrace
“You don’t knock anymore” I said
“I did, I entered when I heard no response”
“What do you want?” I asked as I turned back my focus to the view in front
“Kylian was unable to be here bec…”
“What excuse do you have now” I cut sharply, then I turned my focus back to her “His dog dead?”
“Actually, his brother Ethan…”
“Ethan is dead?”
“No, he had a little accident yesterday”. She informed me softly. I looked at her, no contempt, no distaste, she was not even glaring. Even since Kylian has been failing to uphold his end of the bargain. Alice’s arrogance towards me has been diminishing but it could be in my head. I have a feeling that she is cooking up excuses for Kylian
“Is he okay?”
“Yes” she affirmed. My head feels heavy, I ran my hand through my weave on hoping to get some relief but I didn’t
“I want to go into Paris”
“You are not allowed to visit him” she announced
“I know... I know I am not wanted”
“Then why?”
“I need a new hairdo” I said as I walked passher into my bedroom
I had a simple twisting done on my head with my natural hair after I washed and steamed it but that didn’t lighten the load on my head. It still felt heavy.
Alice left to attend to her own personal affairs in Paris. I am to call her when my hair is about to be done but I didn’t. This was my first time alone since I arrived in France, I needed some me time. So I wandered around with no purpose in the mall hoping to be able to clear my head but I failed. After walking around for a while, I decided to call Alice and when I dropped the call, the lingerie lady showed up in my face
“Hey, how are you?” She greeted me with smile on her face but I could not return the smile to her, my head was too muddled up
“How did it go with your husband? Did Kylian come” She inquired and at that, the lit I placed on the dam of tears in eyes came crashing and I bursted into tears
TO BE CONTINUED NEXT SATURDAY
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