A walk on thorns

Chapter 43| All Yours...

MJ's POV

The feeling of uneasiness was clear from the way she breathed, I could sense it, it was like a ring in my head when something pushed me on the song and afterward, she was relaxing every minute.

You have nothing to be jealous about Sabrina, that is if you are truly jealous, if I am not mistaken your emotion with something else. But then why would you mention Lujain?

If I knew it would make her feel this way, I wouldn't have taken her there, I could have gone alone but then would I know this kind of emotion existed.

I parked in the student parking lots in front of the Faculty of Art.

“I have scopophobia MJ, stop staring at me,” She said. Her eyes were closed, how did she know that I was staring?

“Sit up please and let's talk,” I said, and to my surprise, the unpredictable lady cooperated.

Sabrina's POV

“What is it? I asked, I know I am being a handful to deal with but I was still annoyed.

“I am sorry I made you uncomfortable by taking you to Lujain's shop okay? He apologizes.

“Don't be, she is your bestie,” I said emphasizing the bestie.

“No, I should have asked you before taking you but then why are you worked up, did any of us hurt you or say something that provoked you? He asked gently, after a long silence I shamelessly heard myself saying...

“She was cleaning something on you,” I muttered, if not because he was being attentive, I doubt if he was going to hear.

“So you were annoyed because she was cleaning something on my blazer Beauty? He smiled and I looked away.

“I don't know,” I honestly replied. I don't know what was wrong with me.

“Okay, let me tell you something, I have known Lujain since childhood, not in school but she was my neighbor, she was the only person I grew up playing with because her mother was Mommy Malika's friend and they always came to our house, that was how we became friends but after some years she relocated to New York when with her mother when her she lost her Dad, so I haven't met Lujain for almost ten years after they left until I was enrolled to Havard Medical school, Mommy Malika contacted her mother and informed her about my presence in the state and I was asked to visit them, I was staying at the school campus but whenever I missed traditional or home-cooked food I will go there and eat and Lujain was a chef so that was how we revived our friendship but then they come back to Nigeria last two years, so I haven't even met her since last year,” He clarifies.

“But then I am still apologizing,” He smiled, please who smiled while apologizing for doing nothing?

“I am sorry, you have nothing to apologize for, it was just that I was not used to sharing you,” I found myself conceding flagrantly. I forced my gaze fixed on the dashboard at the shock of the unintended blunder cos I watched from the tail of my eyes how he swiftly turned to me out of the unforeseen spurt and then went stiff.

“Lookup Beauty,” He says softly but I can't, I feel stuck in the position, and I am more than embarrassed. I felt he was a little closer but it was just that he turned to face me.

“Sabrina if I saw someone cleaning something on you, I don't think I would be right in the head this instant, you are even brave talking to me if you are feeling the same,” he admitted. I unhurriedly summoned the intrepidity to face him and what I saw on his face was nothing slighter than *Dead serious* 

He wasn't joking, he meant it.

“But then, you should be sure of one thing Beauty, you won't share me with anyone, I am all yours if you want,” Innalillahi! The way my legs went limp and my hands were shaking out of anxiety says it all, I feel like the ground should crack up for me to fall in, Where is the confidence Sabrina Ribado?! I questioned myself.