Dear Laura 2

Chapter 8

The normal thing to resort to after the betrayal I experienced with Thabang was to have major trust issues and avoid relationships altogether. Because well, if Thabang taught me anything is that things were not always as they seemed. Thabang really had me fooled. He seemed so flawless that what he did was the last thing I anticipated. He lied to my face every other day and I would fall for it because what could a flawless lad like Thabang possibly be hiding? He did everything right. I know that I was expected to be cautious after what I went through with Thabang.

But here's the thing, I would be cautious if it was any other man. If it was not my Abdul. However, it wasn't. Abdul never had a front. From our first encounter, he showed me who he really was. He did not hide behind a façade. I was introduced to his ugly side before the beauty. One might say I fell for the ugly side.

Abdul was never afraid to be brutally honest with me, even if it hurt me. He gave 'hurt me with the truth but never comfort me with a lie' true meaning. It was both a blessing and a curse. But at least I knew that whatever came out of his mouth was pure honesty. With Abdul, what you saw is what you got. He had no mask. That's why it was so easy for me to jump into the relationship with him without thinking about the possibility of him lying to my face. Moreover, if he did hurt me, I would not be as shocked as I was with Thabang. I was confident that he would never lie to me.

Two days after we officialised the relationship, I found Abdul making breakfast in my kitchen. He practically stayed with me at that point. He was topless and his muscles flexed as he grabbed the ingredients and did his magic in the kitchen.

"It smells so good in here. What are you making?" I must had startled him because he jumped at the sound of my voice.

"You will have to wait and see my love." He said. "Come and give me a kiss." He added and I did as I was told.

I was falling in love with him more every day. Moreso since he confessed his undying love for me. I was so happy with where we were at and prayed so hard that nothing changes.

"I really do make you happy. Look at all the weight you have gained." He said as he spanked my butt.

Guilt creeped into my stomach and made it churn. I chuckled uncomfortably as I thought about the real reason I had gained a few pounds. And even though he was officially mine, the thought of letting the cat out of the bag still sounded terrifying. I promised myself that I would tell him when I was twelve weeks pregnant, which was in about two weeks. I was so comfortable with the procrastinating.

"Continue making me food like this and I might have to go on a shopping spree due to all my clothes not fitting me."

"Do your clothes still fit you though?" He smirked.

"Honestly, most of them don't. I will shop when I get paid at the end of the month. It will be my birthday gift to myself." I told him.

I was turning nineteen in approximately three weeks from then. I did not have any anticipation towards it. My birthday had always been just a normal day.

"Or you could go now." He said as he flipped the omelette.

"I dont have any—." He cut my sentence by taking out his wallet and pulling out his black card and placing it on the counter. My eyes widened in utter shock. My gaze shifted from the card to him multiple times before I figured out what to say.

"Are you serious?"

"You know I am. It has no limit. Go crazy."

"I cann--."

"You are passing off a good time here Mia. Just take the card before I take back the offer."

"Take it back." I challenged.

"So, let me get this straight; you are okay with not going shopping at any store you want for however much it costs? With a black card that has no limit? You're fumbling the bag, Mia." He chuckled and slowly pretended like he was taking the card.

"Okay I will take it. Are you going with me?"

"I'm working today. You having a day off doesn't mean I do too." I rolled my eyes.

He handed me the stacked cheesy omelette with ingredients that were unknown to me, but it sure tasted wonderful.

"I cannot stay and eat with you baby, but I will see you tomorrow morning." He kissed my cheek.

"Tomorrow? Why?" The words came out as a whine.

"Do you want to have more of these no limit shopping sprees?" I nodded. "Then I have to go get the bag baby."

My knees weakened whenever he called me that or whenever he showered me with so much love. I wanted him around all day every day. He made my world spin just by being in it. He brought so much life and joy into my life. I knew right then and there that I never wanted to do life without him. That I sort of needed him to stay afloat. My world felt empty without him too.

What I shared with Abdul, I never wanted to share with anyone else. He was my world. I believed deep down in my heart that if soulmates were a thing, then Abdul was surely mine. I loved him in ways I never knew were possible. Being with him felt right.

"Kiss me." I said as I bit my lip.

"The problem is Miss Johnson, if I started kissing you, I do not think I will be able to stop. You are way too sexy for my liking." His words sent shivers and flutters all over my body. He then kissed my forehead instead, and it sent  butterflies into my tummy.

"I cannot believe how hard I was fighting not to fall for you only for it to ultimately happen. How did this happen? I was never meant to fall for you." He whispered. Our foreheads were leaning against each other, and I could feel his warm breath on my face. He cupped my face and used his thumb to brush me. Electricity surged through my entire body as I processed his words.

"And now I cannot imagine my life without you in it." He continued to set my body ablaze with his voice. "I cannot believe how much I adore you." He ended his speech with a peck on my lips before disappearing into the bathroom.

"I love watching you leave." I said my thoughts out loud.

"Perv." He shouted back and I laughed. Man, I loved that man so freaking much.

Emma was at work, so I decided to go shopping alone. It was around midday, and I had eaten, brushed my teeth and showered and I was ready to go spend my hard-earned money... by association.

I drove to the mall. While I was driving, I texted my boyfriend for the pin, and he sent it. He wasn't just Abdul anymore. He was also my boyfriend.

I went in and out of stores buying whatever looked good. I bought clothes for work, causal clothes and even branded clothes. I bought so many heels that I cannot remember the exact number. But I do remember I bought two pairs of Nike sneakers. One pair was low dunks, and the other was Jordan 1s. By the time the clock struck six p.m. I had spent nine thousand eight hundred and sixty-four rands. I then went to have something to eat at Mug and Bean.

I got a text from Abdul saying, "Is that the best you could do?"

"And here I thought it was too much." I responded.

"Clearly you don't know how much is in that card. It's a shame the offer was only for today." He was clearly crazy rich. But in my head, I knew I had a lifetime to spend all that money with him. But it was not the reason I was with him. It was never about the money. Because if it was, Thabang would have been enough.