CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
Ten steps backward
I gently carried a medium sized vanilla favoured cake with blue icing out of the small fridge in my bedroom and stuck some candles into it. After lighting it up, I carried it into my closet where Kylian is dressing up. The moment he turned his head to look at me, I started singing the usual happy birthday song in French. With indifference, he watched me struggle through my terrible French without saying anything
“Happy birthday, Kylian” I stated after I finished embarrassing myself. He blew out the light
“Thank you” He said with a small smile that faded out in a second and then he continued with what he was doing. I hurriedly cut out a piece of cake for him
“Kylian” he turned his head to me and I tried to stuff the cake in his mouth but he evaded and I smacked his face with it
“Oh my god! I am so sorry” I tried to help him clean it off but he practically slapped my hands from his face
“It is fine, I will handle it” He muttered in annoyance and cleaned up the mess I made on his face himself.
You would think I didn’t spend the whole of last night fucking this asshole with the way he is acting. I even let the fact that he didn’t come to see me throughout last month go just because, according to what Alice said, he did want to fraternize himself with my people and surprised him with a birthday cake. To actually think I destroyed with my friendship with Marcus because of this fucker
Calm down Bewaji, I can’t be beefing with my husband just because he won’t get his head out of his ass
“I got you something” I announced with bubbling smile and walk to my side of the closet and brought out his gift.
“You didn’t have to buy me anything” he grunted as I walked closer to him and placed the gift on the big ass table in the middle of the closet
“I know but I did, so open it” I said ignoring his ungrateful ass. He did open it and it was the latest edition of a Nike sneaker, super expensive. Esaias and I spent hours in the cold in front of a Nike store trying to buy it before it get sold off.
I noticed him look down at his feet and I saw the exact replica of the sneakers on his feet
“Fuck!” I exclaimed loudly.
“It is the thought that counts, thank you” he appreciated with indifference as he closed the box of sneakers and looked at himself in the mirror
Of course, he has the same sneakers, he is Nike’s fucking ambassador… how did I forget that little detail? Seriously, how did I manage to fuck everything up this morning? I watch him walk out of the closet
There has to be something I can do to savage my fuck up, so I ran after him
“Do you want to go out with me?” I shouted. Looking back at me, he said
“What?”
“Today is your birthday, I thought maybe we can do something cool together. Maybe we could watch movie at the cinema or go to the skating rink. Have always wanted to do that” I blabbed out without filter and I saw the disapproval on his face “Or maybe we can do whatever you want, it is your day after all”
“I have got plans” he shut me down
“Of course, you do” I nodded, he opened the door and left. I sink to the ground and groaned loudly. Just when I thought I was a step forward with him, I always find myself, ten steps behind
Fuck!
With nothing to do, I went back into my closet where I saw the sad cake. I used the table knife next to it to cut myself a slice as I sat on the small cushion in my closet
Hmmm!
This taste good, my sisters would totalling go crazy over this.
Shit! My family are coming over for Christmas and I haven’t informed Kylian. Like a rabid dog, I raced out of my bedroom and in hope to catch up to him and tell him
On my way downstairs, I heard loud birthday songs in French, I guess Maria and the others are singing for him too. As I moved closer to the direction of noise, I noticed the intensity and volume of the song is more than that of five people and when I entered into the living room, there I found his whole fucking family. Before anyone could see me, I ran back and gently peeped from the corner I hid
Everybody, Fazya, his father, wilfred, Melissa, his elder brother, Ethan, Brice, his best friend and some family members I don’t know. My house workers were all here, Hakimi, even Frances were all here singing to him
And boy, look at the smile on my husband’s face. I have never seen Kylian smile the way he is smiling before, with so much innocence, honesty and happiness. I guess he is not just himself with me. He does not smile with me because he does not love me. I watch him blow out the candle light on the cake and Frances cut out a piece and put it in his mouth which he ate with loud laughter
Wow! I love the sound of his laughter
I didn’t know Frances and Kylian were this close. I hear Fazya ask Maria to set the table, as the party start to move, I retreated further up the staircase into a position where they won’t see me. Why didn’t anyone tell me about this? Maybe they thought I would blab to Kylian because it is obviously a surprise. So, I waited for Fazya to ask Alice to call me down as they all take their seat in the dining room.
So, I sat down on the staircase waiting but my invitation never came and throughout their breakfast, there were no silence. It was filled with loud talks and laughter, it is like they don’t care if I heard them or not. After the party was long gone, Alice came upstairs and she opened her mouth in shock when she found me almost at the verge of tears
“You heard everything?” she asked
“They were not exactly quiet”
“What did you see?”
“Alice, can you ask Bewaji what she will eat this morning” Maria said out loud as she walked to the staircase and found me too
“Oh!” Maria rasped as she was not expecting to see me “I would have called for you b…”
I stood up fast when I saw Maria open her mouth and walked few steps upstairs before I suddenly stopped
“Ah!” I grunted and then turned to the duo who were behind me but focused my gaze on Alice “My family are coming over for Christmas, you need to tell him that if he does not want them asking questions he won’t want me answering, he needs to make himself available for their visit”
And with that, I blocked them out because I was not willing to hear their pity excuses and walk upstairs. I could hear Alice’s footsteps as she calls for my name but right now, I don’t even want to see her. For some reason, I feel betrayed. So, when I entered my room and banged the door in her face
I walked to the terrace, trying to calm myself down. I want to cry right now, I really do. There is a dam of tears behind my eyes waiting to be let out but I can’t. I have been through so much, done so much to get myself to where I am today. I am not going to let Kylian draw me back to who I was before
I want to be happy, I want to laugh but I can’t make myself happy. This was something I could do before but not anymore. So, I need someone to make me happy.
Frances won’t work… ever since I found out that there is a kind of a deal between her and Alice, I have decided to stay away from her.
I need Marcus
TO BE CONTINUED NEXT SATURDAY 9.00 PM WAT
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