Two broken hearts trying to heal each other in a situation where family, society, peer group influence and social heirachy play major roles.
How possible would that be?
OLUWATOYOSI SANDRA OMONIYI, one of the most influential Teen models in the whol...
So, I don't even know what to say in this author's note, lol.
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~5 - MY HOME°
--------†±†-------- *Screams* "I just want to die!" --------†±†--------
~Toyo
Honk! That was enough to drive me out of my reverie. I watched as the car drove into the compound, reminding me that I had returned home.
Home? This maybe, isn't my home.
"We're here." Jide, my driver announced, I gave him a small smile, muttering a thank you I wasn't sure he heard. I got down from the car, took out my bag and slung it over my shoulders, holding on to both straps, nervously.
I sighed. Taking slow and steady steps, I started walking, going around the mansion to take the back door in, hoping to avoid having any kind of conversation with her.
I got into the kitchen and was greeted by the aroma of fried yam and scrambled eggs. Trust Aunty Stella to never disappoint. I smiled.
Aunty Stella is our cook. She's been working here for as long as I could remember. Aunty Stella was probably in her mid-fifties, so everybody here respected her and I loved my Aunty Stella even more than I loved my-
"Cassandra!" She called me sweetly, cutting through my thoughts, making her way to me opening her arms to hug me. I quickly dropped my school bag on the tiled floors and rushed to hug her soft body.
"Aunty Stella," I cooed hugging her so tightly, burying my head in the hollow of her neck. "You're home early today, what happened at school?" I pulled away slightly from the hug. "Aunty Stella, I was feeling really uneasy so I decided to come home to take a nap." I said to her, suddenly finding the black boots I wore very interesting as I watched them tap slightly against the ground, my lips forming a pout.
"You know your mother is against this and I'm sure you'll get scolded for this." She stated matter-of-factly . It was a statement, one that made my forehead crease in a slight frown. "Aunty Stella, my mother is against everything, you know that right?" I rolled my eyes and she swat my arm. Playfully or not, it was so painful. " Ouch!" I winced.
"Stella!" I felt all the happiness sink down and out of my body. Her loud voice echoing through the house making the hairs on my body stand at attention. I was startled. I froze. It was like the kitchen was starting to shrink. Yes, shrinking was the word. The entire kitchen was becoming too small for me to breathe in. I started to feel a strong ache in my chest.
