"Bolanle we need to talk." Marlon said seriously as he came out of his office. Since lately he has been drowning himself in work and we hardly spent time with each other. The worse it got I started to complain. I've never been the complaining type but it got to me.
"About what?" I asked.
"Us," I too wanted to talk about us.
"What about us?" I asked as he took a seat right next to me on the sofa.
"You do know I love you right?" I knew nothing good will follow this question.
"That's what you say but you've not been showing it since lately."
"I do, but as you said love isn't enough. We've been fighting a losing battle. The inevitable is finally here. I have to let you go." I was not prepared for this bombshell, though, I believe this was inevitable. It felt like my heart was shattered in pieces and immediately I started to cry. "I love you, but we just can't. I'm not willing to be rejected by my family nor friends. I just can't deal with that feeling. If I chose you I would only have you."
"Where's the 'I'm willing to fight for us' spirit, you promise me and gave me hope and now this is what I get in return. But as they say a promise is a comfort to a fool. I should've left then." I said angrily.
"We knew this was going to be hard to fight for but I illude myself into thinking I could do it, because that's what I wanted to do."
"So, you made the influence of your family to get to you. You don't have the balls to stand up like a man?!"
"My family's influence got to me. They have been pressuring me for months. At the beginning I was firm in my fight but I started to waver after a while. You may not understand but its hard to be one man against the world."
"Your mom got what she wanted. She did everything in her power for this not to work. So, you're going to marry Alicia now?"
"Yes," he replied staring me in the eye. His reply angered me so much that I boxed him in the face.
"Why have you done this to me?! Why have you made me to waste my time, when I could have given my time to someone else?!" I shouted.
"I'm sorry," he apologized.
"Sorry can't return time!"
"It's hard for me to let go of us but I have to."
I cried myself to sleep that night on the sofa.
YOU ARE READING
Bolanle
Cerita PendekThe story of a girl who grows up in a classist and colourist society. In her society the rich light-skins see themselves as superior to the poor black-skins. What will happen when she falls for her opposite and he falls for her?
