ISABELLA

❤Chapter Four❤

Saturday.

I rub my eyes as I yawn. It is morning already. I pick up my phone lazily. It has become my habit to always check for notifications before saying my morning prayers. On weekends only, though. There are 4 missed calls and a message from Leo. It reads:

'Babe, I really don't know where we should go but I want to spend time with you. Or should we go see a movie?'

I remember he asked if I was going to be free today when he was here yesterday. I smile. Just then, my phone rings. It is Leo.

"Hey babe"

"Good morning" I say , my voice revealing that I just woke up.

"Aww..you're just waking up"

I laugh. "No, not exactly. My voice is just like that"

"Indeed. How was your night? Mine was cold" he says.

"Aww..too bad. Mine was awesome."

He giggles. " You slept early. I was chatting with myself yesterday night. Thanks"

"Now, you have a taste of how I felt that day"

He laughs.

"I said I was sorry na. Besides, I was very tired that day. I didn't even know when I slept off. But you..you didn't come online at all. I called several times and you didn't pick up. I knew immediately that you were asleep."

"You called 4 times  not several times." I say,  smiling

"Ehn...whatever"

"You know I am not sorry. I promised to revenge" I say and feign a frown. ,

Then, I realize he isn't here and I laugh. There is silence. I can tell he is shaking his head.

"You're shaking your head?"

"You know me so well!" he says in a voice filled with a type of excitement.

"Of course I do" I say

We both laugh.

"So a movie, right?" he says

"Yeah. Seeing a movie is cool"

"Alright. I will get you in the evening."

"Okay"

I hear my mum shout my name.

"I will talk to you later. Mum's calling. Love you"

"Alright babe. Love you more" and I end the call.

I get up from my bed and stretch. My night was actually awesome. I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Then, I go downstairs for breakfast.

"Morning mum" I say to my mum who is setting the table for breakfast.

"Waking up at 8:30 isn't cool, you know?"

"I had woken up since"

"And you couldn't come down here to help with the chores."

"I was praying" I lie

"And it took the whole year"she says

"Sarcasm" I say and mentally roll my eyes. 

"Bella, you are lazy.  You sleep too much..."

"Arrghh"

"Isabella... You are a girl"

"Here we go again" I say

"Isabella Davids..."

"Good morning girls" that's my dad's huge voice.

"Dad!" I scream and run to hug him

"Sweetheart "

"Dad,  I didn't know you were back.  Actually, I didn't expect you to be back. You said you weren't coming home this weekend" I say, grinning.

"Yes darling. I had to come home because we are going to be having visitors."

"Visitors?" I throw my mum a look of 'you didn't tell us'. She only shrugs and my dad laughs.

I roll my eyes.

"you don't roll your eyes at your parents, Isabella" mum warns and shoots me a stern look.

"I'm sorry" I say and my dad giggles.

We all settle to eat breakfast.

"Where are the boys? " mum asks

"Err..their roo.."

"Good morning mum. Good morning dad"

"Oh.. here they come" I mutter

Christopher and Harry join us at the table.

Dad and mum answer them while I start to devour my spaghetti quietly. I feel like I haven't eaten for days.

"So dad, who are the visitors?" I ask with food in my mouth.

"Visitors?" my brothers say

"Uhn yeah. I forgot to tell you people. My bad" my mum says, putting her left hand on her chest.

My dad laughs again.

"Anyway, my friend, Dele,  is coming over with his family. He is an old friend of mine. We attended the same schools and mehn, we were damn close."

I smile as my dad talks. His name is Abiola Davids.  Yeah, I am Yoruba girl. Most of my dad's friends call him Biola. My mum does too but only when he annoys her. My mum is Jemima Davids. Nah, she isn't Yoruba. She is an Edo woman. I rarely speak the Yoruba language not because I don't understand it but because I am not used to speaking it. Yes, I can speak it but I am not just fluent. My dad is only at home on weekends  and my mum does not really speak it. So we don't get to speak it.

My dad is  tall and kinda huge. He is dark and yeah, he is handsome. He has a dimple on his right cheek that deepens any time he smiles or laughs.

"So what time are they coming?" Harrison's voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Uhm..." my dad checks his wristwatch. "..by 3. They will have dinner before they go "

Harrison only nods. "You people have to  be around. I hope no one is going out" dad quickly adds, looking at our faces

Ugh! I am going to see a movie with Leo in the evening but guess that's impossible. I want to meet this wonderful friend of Dad too and I certainly don't want to miss dinner.

I shake my head as if to say 'no' and smile.

*yeahhhh, I know how y'all wanna shoot me in the head 'cos I have been away. Lol, you can't do that, anyway😂😜. Well, it's school. I have been busy😞. I am sorry.