Renting Hearts

eighteen- is it true?

Jonathan

The door to my office opened to the frantic-looking Ugochi, and right on her tail was Patrick who looked like he failed at trying to stop her.

If my brother hadn’t called me an hour ago to give me a heads-up on why I was again the number one trending topic across social media platforms, I would have been confused about what I owe to this visit. I knew why she was here, but I didn’t care. And I was going to make sure that this would be our last time having moments like this.

It had been two days—two long days since Jadesola got angry at me for doing what I thought was right. It had been two freaking days since I had gone back to our home. 

Confused by her reaction after what happened with the creepy-looking mess who called himself a man, I decided to stay back at the hotel, giving her some more space since that was what she wanted.

I didn’t know what it was but we seemed to not understand each other. I wasn’t asking for much, I only wanted a piece of harmony between us. I wanted a space in which both of us would be comfortable in each other’s presence.

Maybe she was right. She was right about everything. Starting from creating a harsh work environment for her to us functioning better if we stayed out of each other’s business. 

That was what she wanted, and it killed me that she did. It wasn’t supposed to kill me, but it did, and that frustrated me even more. That was why I stayed put in the hotel for two days now, even though, for some reason, a part of me didn’t want to.

“Jonathan, did you marry the girl you cheated on me with?” Ugochi’s voice pierced my ears, and I briefly shut my eyes at the discomfort. 

Yes, I did and everyone had found out about it. Pictures of our court wedding were trending all over the country and I didn't know who got them out there. I didn’t know how the media got a hold of the news, and I couldn’t figure out who might have done it.  

Ever since Kachi informed me about it, all I could think of was how Jadesola must have been feeling about it.

She wanted so badly to keep us a secret, and by the few comments I read when I briefly checked Twitter, I understood what her fear was. All those awful things and allegations flying across all social media platforms hurt my heart really badly. Jadesola might be a little difficult to understand but she wasn’t any of the things they said she was. She didn’t steal me from anyone just like she didn’t wreck any home. If anything, I didn’t have a home with anyone until I started faking one with her.

And the home I had now was kind of confusing, it looked like she didn’t want to let me in. She wanted us in our separate world in this home. Something I didn’t care about at first until now.

All day, I had been looking at my phone, hoping for her to call, but she didn’t. I wanted to call so badly but something was stopping me. I didn’t know if she had seen the news, I didn’t know how she would react to it. I wanted her to know that I kept the promise I made to her. I didn’t let anyone in on it except a few people I knew my secret was safe with.

“I am talking to you, Jonathan!” Ugochi yelled, shoving the laptop I was focused on away and I turned my gaze to Patrick. 

I was hoping that Patrick would successfully take her away from my office, but he was just standing some feet away from her, looking like he wanted answers too.

She was his friend, it was through him that I met her, so I understood him being on her side. What I didn’t understand was why Ugochi was going crazy over this because, in her words, I wasn’t worthy to be her husband. She was the one who rejected my proposal.