A Symbol Of Our Love

Chapter 11

Enoch's Pov

"What the hell was that?" Joy asked as soon as I stepped into the house. She was mad at me and she had every right to be.

"Babe,I can explain!" Only, I couldn't explain. I wondered why we men always used that phrase when we knew we couldn't explain. Your girlfriend catches you red handed in bed with another girl and the first thing you say is Babe, I can explain!

The fact that I lacked an explanation didn't stop me though. I knew that Joy loved travelling even if only for short distances so I took her out to make up for ambushing her. I actually didn't mean to but when my parents called and said they were going to come over I knew I had to pick them up- the more reason I had to take Brian along. And warning her of their coming would only stress her out. So I decided to let things happen.

Well look what happened. She fainted even if only for some seconds. So much for being considerate.

I took her out to one of our favourite cafe's. However, a wave of nostalgia hit me as I remembered that this was the place where I had last seen her before she disappeared from my life. Where she called me to before she left me, as if she wanted to see me one last time. I hoped that she remembered that she had betrayed me too now that we were here.

It was selfish of me but I really wanted her forgiveness and that wasn't the main reason I took her there in the first place. We both really loved the place while we were still together and the fact that it could potentially speed up the rate of her forgiveness was just a bonus.

Now that I had thought of while we were still together, I couldn't help but think what were we? We had had sex again, second time by the way, but were we together again? Was I her boyfriend? Was that make up sex? Did we kiss and make up already?

In the following weeks that came I showered her with love and affection because I knew all about her. Despite the hard mask she put on on the outside, I knew she liked affection. Craved attention. And giving her attention and all of my affection was all I'd ever done for the past four years. That's why my relationship with her had lasted unlike all the other guys she had ever been with.

So for the last few weeks I had been spending every free time I had with her. Taking her out to all the places she wanted. I found out she was mostly reliving her childhood. Everything she had ever done with her father while they were still on speaking terms. Now, they couldn't even sit under the same roof. I had been worried that I was the cause for their feuds but soon learnt that they had not been on speaking terms since when she was in her primary school.

The main reason behind them constantly fighting was him being over protective over her. She was not one to be locked down and that was exactly what he had done. She barely had any friends when at home. He also had done her some worse things that Joy had refused to tell me and I respected that.

Today, while it was not my off day, I was still going to spend some time with her. I had told her that I would be taking her to the doctor. While I highly took advantage of our reunion and the fact that we no longer needed safe sex since she was already pregnant, I knew a time would come when it wouldn't be safe for the baby. And she only had one week left to be six months pregnant.

Since she knew we'd be leaving, she stayed up late to wash the little laundry that we had. Doing house chores was now what most of our fights comprised of... and I hoped that Dr.Belinda was going to help me explain to her that it wasn't healthy for the baby. Else, I would just have to buy a washing machine.

But since she had done the laundry, I decided that there was no way I would let her go all the way up to the top of the flats to put the clothes on the line. And that is exactly what I was going to do early that morning.