BANE OF HIS EXISTENCE

Chapter 17:HELLO, HELL MY OLD FRIEND.

MAYA.

Hell!

Nothing but pure hell!

That is what this week has been like for me and it's only just Wednesday.

While ignoring calls and messages from my so-called father was the least of my worries because that is all he could do at the moment except camp outside my apartment, trying not to run into Andrew on campus grounds was another struggle of its own as he seemed to be everywhere I turned lately. Sheesh! Talk about adding salt to injury.

Why is he suddenly everywhere?

Has it always been so easy to find him in school?

Come to think of it, he's not even in the same faculty as me.

This can't be a mere coincidence, can it?

It's not strange to find first-year students in the building of other faculties as they often have to do general courses before they focus more on their preferred course of study later on in their second year or whatever the case may be. However, Andrew is not just a second-year student but a second-year medical student, which means he has little but no time to do other general courses like everyone else, and if he were to do it at all, he should have done the needful already. Therefore, he does not have any reason to wander the halls of a faculty that is completely different from his course of study.

For a medical student he sure seems to have more time on his hands than I thought was allowed him.

Sasha and Eric took it upon themselves to take care of me after the whole fiasco with my father, which means I get to be within their eyesight at all times, and by that, I have been told to be in the same space as them all day and night.

In case you're wondering why my best friends took on the responsibilities of becoming my unpaid chauffeur/bodyguards and everything in between, lemme tell you about the bizarre incident that led to the birth of their new roles in my life.

So this is what happened right? I got a call from the front desk of my apartment while I was home chilling over the weekend, trying to put the events of the previous day behind me, telling me that my father was here to see me, right? And being the mature adult that I am, I told them to give me a moment to confirm his identity by calling his cell phone right? But instead of calling him like I said I would, I snuck out through the emergency exit of my apartment and haven't gone back since, even though I have gotten more calls from them telling me he hasn't stopped coming over since that day.

I sent Eric over to the house to pick up a few of the things I needed for school, and it turned out that my father, indeed, was still coming over to my apartment and staying for a long time, too. I'm beginning to think the man doesn't know when to give up.

Only if he were that resilient about loving Mom, then maybe she wouldn't have had to suffer as she did, I thought sadly. He made his choice years ago, I shouldn't feel bad for him. He'll leave after a while; no one has that much time on their hands anyway.

"Babes, you listening?" Sasha called out interrupting my train of thought.

"Huh?"

"I said we should get something to eat after you're done picking up your stuff, what do you think?" She repeated her earlier question.

"Oh, yeah. Yes, of course! Sounds like a great idea. I could eat" I replied.

"Sweet, we should check out this new spot they just opened. I hear the food is to die for!" Sasha exclaimed and Eric groaned in annoyance.