Make It Rain

TWENTY ONE

"Shola?!"

Standing at the door, Shola could feel her tear glands beginning to open up again as a rush of fluid began to flow, but she didn't want to cry anymore. Holding her eyes wide open because she knew, one blink and everything would come pouring down.

"Samuel..." Her shivering voice trailed off, laced with a sense of relief. 

Able to see the glisten in her eyes and the lack of proper sleep, Samuel creased his brows, "Have you been crying?"

The question having a strong catalytic effect on her, Shola's face immediately squeezed up as her forehead furrowed and her lower lip sucked in a little.

"Samuel!!" She launched at him with a hug and her tears finally running free. "You fool... where have you been since?"

"But..."

"Shut up! Just hold me!" Shola sobbed as she created comfort for herself in his arms, squeezing even tighter as her claws clamped unto Samuels body.

"I will never let go." He closed his eyes in her hold, remembering what it was like being with her again.

After an exceedingly long time away from each other, it had finally happened. The afternoon breeze blew even stronger than before, flowing in a manner that it would seem even nature was happy they had met again. 

Even though it was not enough to make her forget the death of her father or even relieve the pain of his death, Shola needed this. To be with her love, to be able to enjoy his comforting touch when she needed it most. A distraction, someone that would help her remain sane and realise that she still had reasons to live in this cruel world. And that someone was Samuel.

Worried about her tears, Samuel slowly broke out of Shola's hug and motioned her to his bed before going back to close the door.

"What is the problem Shola?" He squatted in front of her, placing his palms on her thighs.

She took a sniff and gave him her baby face again, "...my father..." breaking into another round of tears.

A lot of time passed, combined with efforst from Samuel Shola finally relaxed. After creating a very comforting mood for her and consoling her properly, Samuel finally got it out of her. 

She entered all the details about how she found out about her father's death, and even though she was ashamed of it, also how she reacted to his death. But it was Samuel so there was nothing to be ashamed of.

"That was careless Shola..."

"I know, I am sorry. And I am also sorry for staying away." Shola continued as she also explained to him all she had been through during his absence in her life and why things had been between them the way they were.

About two hours passed and Shola was finally calm. Lying in the bed with her head on Samuel's chest, who in return brushed her hair sprawled all over her shoulder. 

"What's the matter? You are pretty quiet." 

Shola squeezed in a little more and flung her right leg over him, taking a position that seemed she was climbing him. "Nothing..."

"Oh... umm oka-" Shola cut him short.

"I am hungry."

"Yh... I was thinking the same thing."

Shola's ears perked on hearing that, "You were thinking the same thing?!"

"Urrr... yes..." Samuel got a little confused. Wasn't it normal to think about food?

"What's up?"

"Nothing." Shola curt with a blush and slowly got off his chest.

"Okay then... I will go get you some food."