SONGS FOR THE BROKENHEARTED

ALL THAT SHE IS...2

----Lois----

"is it true that you and Lois are in a relationship" I overheard from the door of his room. 

It's been a week since we started dating and we have been going out at every opportunity he gets, today being no exception. Today is the fourth time we are going out, it's a movie date. There is a cinema not so far from school and he wanted us to spend time jumping from one film to the other, I protested but he wouldn't have it. 

We live not so far from each other, my lodge is just a 3-5 minute walk from his, I decided to go to his as he was running late and I got bored of waiting at mine.

"Yes, we are" he replies to whoever asked. His door was open but the curtain covered the entrance even if I didn't want to eavesdrop I would have because there was no other choice given to me at this point and also there was no way that I would turn back because of whatever filth she wants to say about me so I wait by the door and I listen in on the conversation

"Shebi you know that she is a runs girl, abi you people are just having sex" the voice—which I quickly detected was female—asked him. 

Runs girl this, runs girl that. 

Whenever I hear that term being used to address me I suddenly become overwhelmed with fatigue. 

I have come to the painful conclusion that this is a fight I can never win - a fight that I never even knew I started, a fight born out of survival, a fight that I lost, a fight that I lost myself to. 

Who am I to convince them otherwise, when it has filtered into my head enough to convince me too?

"Did she tell you that she is a runs girl? abi you heard it from people and you are now carrying it around on their behalf, and why would i give you information on our sex life?" he asks her, and i raise both my brows at the question

"Which kind of question is that? because I'm trying to help you out you want to insult me" she fires back

"I am not insulting you, i just asked a question, you are the one that said she is a runs girl me i am just trying to question the source that's all, nothing more nothing less" he replies

"No wahala, i don hear you, i just want you to be careful, na runs girl she be and STDs are real" she says and you can hear the contempt in her voice

"Thank you for the advice, if you will excuse me I have a date with my girlfriend the runs girl Lois" he says and I laugh to myself at his sarcastic tone. I take it as my cue to knock when i hear her feet moving toward the door

"Babe come in, I know it's you" He says after I knock stressing the babe enough to drive home

"You know that how?" I ask as I enter the room frowning at the lady who fakes smiles at me. I have decided to pay her and her running mouth no mind. 

How can I, though? The minute I'm in the room he takes my hand and pulls me in for a short but warm hug.

It felt like he was consoling me for the rubbish I had to hear from his gossipy neighbour. I guess this is what being loved sincerely feels like - a pat on the back, a warm sweet squeeze, and a protective forehead kiss. 

He untangles us from the hug. This is the first time he has shown skinship since we started dating - and finally! a kiss! albeit a forehead kiss but a kiss nonetheless.

Why am i so excited over a forehead kiss?

"Nobody else I know knocks unintentionally like Sheldon from The Big Bang Theory" he points out and I smile, I didn't even know I do that