Operation; Dilemma || A Short Story

006

Chapter 006; Tumbling.

✨ Sun's gon shine on everything you do✨
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✨ Harmonie's POV ✨

My phone dinged beside me for the hundredth time today, and I almost had the mind to ignore it, before I mistakenly looked at the phone, and saw the number was unknown.

Unknown: Hey sunshine.

I sat up a bit, squinting my eyes a little bit at the number on my phone.

Sunshine Keh? Who be this creep now, abeg?

Harmonie 🔥💅:
I'm sorry, I don't think I know you. Who's this?

Unknown:
Kene.

I rolled my eyes at my silliness and mentally face palmed.

Of course.

I saved his contact quickly.

Kenechukwu 💫: Is this a wrong time, sunshine?

Harmonie 🔥💅: Yes. It actually is. I don't feel too good.

Kenechukwu 💫: Want to talk about it?

Harmonie 🔥💅: I failed a test. You can laugh at how ridiculous I am.

Kenechukwu 💫: That's not ridiculous. I think I know you're problem, sunshine.

Harmonie 🔥💅: What us my problem?

Kenechukwu 💫: You're obsessed with being perfect.

Harmonie 🔥💅: That's not true. You don't know what you're saying.

He took a while to respond, but it ticked twice on WhatsApp and I saw that he was still online.

Harmonie 🔥💅: Can we have the call tomorrow?

It took about five minutes to get a response from him, but I got it anyway.

Kenechukwu 💫: Sure.

I sighed and pressed my eyes closed.

   Just then, there was a knock on my door.

I did not need a fortune teller to tell me who it was.

Jade stuttered in, her iphone XR in her hand, illuminating her golden brown eyes.

"Harmonie," she said, closing the door behind her. "I just heard that Philip is coming back!"

I did not respond. I just kept myself curled up in a ball, my duvet covers swallowing me almost completely.

"Woah." Jade said when she looked up and saw my state.
"Are you okay, Ugo?"

I only chuckled, brushing her off.

"I'm fine now. Is it not me again?" I said in a teasing response.

"Harmonie," her voice was really sharp. "Your temperature is rising. What is up with you?"

"I'm okay. I'm fine. You don't need to be so sharp."
I told her.

"I'm your sister," she started.

"Step," I reminded.

"Sister, step, that does not matter to me. What counts is that we're sisters and I love you." Jade said to me and I cooed, before hugging her.

"I'm fine. Just tired. I need some sleep."

"Okay. I'll go now." Jade muttered as she began to leave my room.

Once she closed the door shut behind her, I let the tears I'd been holding in fall.

Fall out of my eyes and into the bad sheet. I drowned my tears in the pillow.

"God," I called out in a groan.
"I don't want to be Harmonie Ugonwa Oluebube anymore."
I whispered into the dark night.

✨ Kenechukwu's POV✨

"Kene," Kamsi called, coming into our room.

I smiled before locking my phone and looking up at her.

There was a smile on her face. A carefree smile that said she was happy. One I rarely saw.

"I think Miss Oba is genuinely nice." She said, avoiding my eyes.

I gave her a knowing smirk.

"Ehn? How so?" I asked and she hit me, playful smile dancing on her face.

"Stop joor." She said and hit me playfully. "I went to her office today. We had an awesome conversation and she invited me to her boutique this Friday."
She said, smiling happily.

Kamsi has always been a sucker for fashion.

"Can you, maybe come with me?" She asked, smiling shyly.

"Of course silly. Anything for you." I told her.

She smiled at me and picked up her phone.

"So." I said nervously. "What do you think about Harmonie?"

Kamsi scoffed, and sat up, a cold expression on her face.

"I knew you'd fall for her."
Kamsi said.

"Show me where it's written on my forehead that I like her.
It's just my first time meeting her." I snapped.

"Oh cut me all that, Kene,"
Kamsi snapped too. "I know you." She said, poking my chest hard.

"I know you're already worried about her and that you want to like her because of pity. But remember, these rich people are two faced."
Kamsi warned.

"You are so wrong. And plus,
stop judging people, abeg. Uju did not judge us, even though we're scholarship students. These people are nice people. Rich or poor, I don't care."

"Kene, I'm just trying to be careful." Kamsi said to me,
"I'm just trying to be helpful."

"And I don't care." I snapped at her. "I do not care, Kamsi.
I've had enough of your childishness."

"Kene, I –"
She started but shut herself up. "I'm sorry. You're right. Good night."

As I tossed and turned in bed that night, I couldn't help but feel guilty.

I don't feel like me.

I need....help, I guess.

Also, I just watched a sad romantic Nollywood movie and I've been saying
I go love oh!
Ever since.

Things are not okay with me right now, so I'm loosing interest in this book.

Pray for me.

Also vote and comment if you want me to feel encouraged.

🥺😗✨.