KANURI HOUSING....
APARTMENT 213
SAMANTHA'S POV.....
I turned again on the bed, and smiled when I felt the sun rays on my face. I opened my eyes lazily and sat on bed.
Why was I feeling good today?, I thought while sliding my hands through my hair, I don't remember anything, I don't even remember how and when I returned last night.
I touched the other side of the bed with my palms, it was cold, did he not return home at all yesterday?.
No, I need to make it up to him.
I stood up with determination and walked towards the kitchen to prepare for the day.
I need hangover food......
ONE WEEK LATER...
Things have been going the same way between me and Elijah, sometimes he's okay, some times he's not, it's like he had mood swings.
That's not my problem right now, I left work early today because of the terrible pain I was feeling in my abdomen.
Periods are the worst.
I cursed and threw my pillow to the wall, I held my stomach in my arms as I felt my intestines tangling and my joints losing all the blood in them.
I was already curled on the floor turning from side to side trying to find a place of comfort, is this witchcraft, why do periods have to be so dramatic.
Where is Elijah, I need him right now, I obviously can't do anything with this pain, I was just about to take out the trash when this happened.
*Ding *dong...
When I heard the doorbell and the door opening I was immediately relieved, I wanted to go and greet him but no, I'd feel worse.
He came into the room and stopped in front of me.
"Babe, I'm having really terrible cramps, could you help prepare a hot bath for me?, and also, could you take out the trash?, there's some food in the fridge-"
"I'm really tired, I want to go to bed". He said pulling his shirt and sitting on the bed.
"Babe the pain is really killing me, you know how it usually is, I just need a little help, I completely understand that you are tired, could you just help me out?".
I groaned and clenched my stomach turning again, I ran out of painkillers already.
"Ugh, you complain a lot, don't exaggerate things, I know you're completely fine, suck it up and do what you want..... Have some water, I'm really tired, I don't want to be bothered ".
He handed me a glass of water, and laid down on the bed, I've already drank nearly 5 gallons of water today, I don't think there's room for one more glass.
He must've been really tired. I turned and looked at his sleeping figure. I'll take a day off tomorrow, I can't possibly work in this condition.
THE FOLLOWING DAY....
Elijah went out again in the morning, he had been leaving the house frequently these days without telling me where he was going.
I Thought he'll stay because of my complaints yesterday, did he forget?.
I stood up from the bed and went to my drawer.
I had a passion for drawing dress designs, if I had enough money on me, I'd have loved to open a brand for myself , my designs for male outfits were the most spectacular, they'd make loads of money, Elijah once told me to sell it, he pestered me so much it became a problem between us, I had faith that someday I'd need it, and wouldn't want someone else to take credit for it, he called me greedy.
I rummaged through my things, my designs always had a way of calming me down, I took my time admiring each and every one of them,I thought I drew more, where are the others there are only a few here.
I brought everything out and began scanning through them one by one, then suddenly my eyes caught unto something.
It was my old picture, it was a picture from when I graduated from highschool, my mum was in that picture, Gabe was there too.
My heart sank when I saw that moisture was beginning to ruin the picture, my mum was beginning to fade away, fortunately her beautiful face was still intact.
"Can this be renewed". I thought out loud, still studying the picture in my hand.
When last did I smile this brightly?.
Is my life being drained of it's happiness? I thought, tears rolled down my cheeks, why did this picture hurt me so much.
I moved the picture aside and dried my eyes, I'll see if it can be fixed. Underneath it was another picture, my eighteenth birthday, I looked so happy, I want to work hard so I can smile like this again, I think I was so happy because I couldn't relate to what it meant to work and take care of people, I'll try harder,so I'll be just like I was in the past.
I put the things back into the drawer when I felt the cramps coming again....
RING~ RING~
I picked up my phone from the nightstand , it was an unknown number.
"Hello, is this Ms. Greenfield?". The person asked. "Yes it is". I answered suspiciously.
"You recently attended a job interview at McKay home services, I am the secretary and I called to inform you that you've gotten the job-"
"Oh really!?~". I screamed, little Ms. Secretary must've had a heart attack and probably a bleeding ear by now.
*Clears throat*. "Yes, you have to come by tomorrow, you have already been assigned to an employer, so you have to pick up your uniform, you'll discuss your pay with him, from what you said, you have had some experience in a company like this so we're hoping you'd do a good job, see you."
"Yes thank you, thank you, I'll be there tomorrow". *Beep.
I excitedly got up from the floor and danced around the room, it was a big company and I heard that celebrities were good customers with these people, so the pay should be good
don't you worry Gabe, you'll resume school before your exams begin. I smiled with determination.
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