IN MY HEAD

*Chapter One*- * GOING_ HOME*

"Riele, wake up our flight leaves in 3hours", I heard my mom say while I felt her moving my legs. I stood up quickly and greeted her as she left my room hurriedly. I knelt to say a short prayer as I was taught by my mother. She always opined and made it rather compulsory while I was growing up to learn acknowledging my Creator. She'd usually say _our_ but I prefer to personalise Him as mine. After I said my prayer I changed and headed towards the bathroom to clean myself up.

While I took my bath there was just one thing on my mind; I was going back home. I laughed at myself calling Nigeria my home, when I barely visited there. I recalled visiting there about thrice, although I had enjoyed my stay there but I wasn't comfortable and didn't consider that place my home and I just wondered how it would be to live there for practically the rest of my life. Alright! I was not exaggerating but I would probably live there till I am allowed to make 'decisions' for myself. Then I could know if I could leave the country or not. Maybe I would try to look at the positive side of Nigeria and enjoy my stay there.

"Riele, do you want to stay in that bathroom forever". I heard my mom shout from downstairs, drifting me out of my thoughts. I was relieved and thanked God that she had to shout at me because I would have stayed in that bathroom for the next one hour talking to myself. I know it sounds kind of crazy but my own best talk pal is ME. I like to share my thoughts to myself and speak out loud to myself which I find kind of weird. I think I'm weird, awkward, strange and won't consider myself a normal teenager.

Oh my God I had gone back to my thoughts. I am literally becoming insane! I went to my side drawer to pick up a skinny jean, a white shirt and a red hoodie which I placed there yesterday when I was through packing my things. I quickly wore it and then put on my red sneakers which I placed under my bed last night. I took a quick glance at myself and smiled at the mirror. I know I'm not those girls that have curves at their edges mine had been replaced by straight lines. I'd called myself a toothpick for the countless times I looked at the mirror but I still fell in love with myself the more. It's weird that I am very good at body shaming myself, who body shames themselves anyway.

I quickly ran down the stairs and I was welcomed with the aroma of toast bread and Bacon. _What a lovely way to start the day_ I thought to myself and smiled, I'd started salivating my love for bacon and bread.

"Oh Riele! You should have stayed the whole day in the shower". I rolled my eyes and smirked.

"Mom you didn't even acknowledge my looks today, can't you see that my hoodie fits my sneakers". I stated to my mother.

"Is this the reason you took over an hour to dress up. And why are you wearing your hoodie when we haven't left the house? Anyways you look simple and cute baby". I think I totally forgot to remind myself that my mother can be so blunt sometimes. I quietly sat at the table and ate my toast bread and Bacon with a glass of orange juice, perfect way to start the morning it would have been tea but sometimes my mother opted for few changes. While I was eating I remembered I hadn't seen my father since I went downstairs neither did I hear his voice.

"Mummy how about Daddy?".

"Oh he just stepped out to get some few things we might need. Before I forget, when you are through eating please can you quickly order an Uber to take us to the airport because we would be leaving in thirty minutes. Your father would be here anytime from now".

"Okay ma'am". I said while I was taking the last gulp of juice. I had to quickly order an Uber because I knew how things could turn when my mom asked me to do something and I didn't do it. When I was done with the order I heard the door open and saw my father.

"Good morning dad" . I greeted him. My father and I hadn't been so close but I still loved him even after I found out what he did. It kind of hurt seeing someone you looked up to as a youngster engage in dirty and illegal deals.

"Riele I asked how you are today" sarcasm lined at the edge of his voice. I almost didn't hear, I had drifted so far away in no distant.

" I am fine sir". I quickly answered. What the heck was wrong with me and escaping from reality everytime of my life. I heard the bell ring and I guessed it was the Uber I ordered. I opened the door and let him come in and offered him a seat.

"Mom! Mom! The driver is here already."

"Okay, help me carry the boxes to the car" she yelled back from upstairs. The driver and I quietly did what my mother instructed. We had eight big boxes filled with clothes and two medium sized boxes filled with shoes. As we we concluded our task, my mum came down with a small bag with my father beside her. She locked the door and kept the key inside the flower vase outside the house. I felt a tear slip down my cheeks and quickly brushed it off. I was leaving my home to my father land.

We entered the car and my father sat at the passenger side of the car beside the driver while my mother and I sat at the back. The ride to the airport was very waringly quiet. I think we were all pondering about going back to our homeland. I looked up at my mom and saw a smile on her face. I think she was happy to go back home.

We got to the airport, after what seemed like forever. We had booked a flight to New York and from New York down to Ethopia and then Nigeria. It was going to be a long journey.

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*AN: I know this chapter is short but over the time. I promise you other chapters would be longer.

Riele and her family are finally going to Nigeria!!!
Yaaaaayyyy!!!

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