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Chapter twenty-six
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||•why am I hurt, it's not like we're dating•||

"I have something to tell you." Tee nervously said while sitting on the chair by the kitchen bench. He was watching me prepare dinner.

"Yeah what is it." He ran his hand through his curly Afro. I was hopping he was not in trouble.

"Well spit it out."

"I slept with Sam last weekend." He mumble but loud enough for me to hear.

What! I accidentally dropped the pot's lit on the floor. Why do I feel hurt, cheated on. We're not even dating. We don't mess with each other but flirt all the time. He is  just my best friend—right? I was kind of shocked. I didn't say anything for a good minute.

"Oh," was all I managed to say. I think he asked if I hurt myself or burn myself, something along those lines. What am I supposed to say about this situation?

Umm be happy for your best friend, congrats him. Talk about it like how y'all used to talk about the people y'all screwed. Shouldn't be hard honestly.

"When did this happen."

He went to tell me that it happened after the club two days ago. I remember making it home with Ferry but Charlie went back to his apartment with a girl.

Tee on the other hand, I didn't know where he was. I did text him but he said he was fine and not to worry.

"Sammy told me to come over after the club and I don't know why I went."

My brain was having fireworks. I didn't understand why he felt the need to explain himself to me. Or the fact that I felt like he owed me an explanation. It didn't make sense. It was his business—right?

He went around the kitchen's bench and stood in front of me. "You didn't look at me one bit. Say something." He put his hands on my upper arms and trying to make eye contact.

"I have to get this." My phone rang. I stepped away from him. It was Dr Drew.

I was going to have a heart attack or my heart was to jump out of my chest, either one or the other.

"Good afternoon Dr. Drew, is everything okay."

"Hello, Miss Magoro. I was checking up on how you and your sister are going. Has she been sleepwalking?"

"Miss Magoro, you still there?"

"Yes I'm here sorry Drew. Ferry hasn't been sleepwalking for a week now. She is well taken care of."

"Okay see you guys next week." Doctor Drew and his family visits us every now and then. They are a close family friends too.

I made my way back to my business before I was interrupted twice. He was stirring the food on the stove as if asked to. Being around him made me sick.

"Is everything okay?"

"It's your life Tyron you can sleep with whoever you want. I'm okay with it." I snapped. Why did I say that. It was awkward because he asked about the call, not if I was okay with it. By the look on my face he figured I went off topic.

"Now it makes me think you're not okay with it." He stood straight. We stared at each other in silence. I'm not okay with it. I think. The frustrating part was, he can read me like a book. He tried to come closer to me but I gave him the don't look.

"Princess...I-I'm"—

Before he could say anything. Ferry walked up on us. She woke up from her nap like every other day. "Sorry, am I interrupting something?"

"No Tyron was just leaving."

"Hey Ferry, I was just checking up on you both, gotta head back. Mum wants me to mow the lawn." He stuttered. I was pretty sure Ferry already knew he was lying but she doesn't have the energy.

I've never closed the door on him that fast in my life. I watched him walk and scratching his head throughout the window. He does that whenever he was confused. Soon as he was about to look behind, I let go of the curtain.

"What was all that about?"

"None of your business. I made you food." I brought her the food from the kitchen. "Eat up."

"You're so bossy." She rolled her eyes and I winked at her.

I felt betrayed in a way because he was one of the lights that was still shining in both my heart and reality. Seeing him walk through the door everyday and smelling his sense made me happy.

As much as I took very long to admit how I feel about him, for the past few months, I knew eventually I would get back to whatever this was. I was wrong, some things are meant to be addressed.

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