Chapter 42

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Life now seem twice harder, youth doesn't even look my way,
It's not like I try , susan williams blance has got a lotta pride .

Its a week now since that night, if only I didn't forget the dinner!
I feel kinda guilty, but at the same time I don't feel guilty, he cheated, he called me cheap, and just because I forgot , and went out with derrick, he's "so mad" at me , its not like there's anything going on with me and derrick.

I'm so tired, famished , dizzy , at times like this I wish derrick was around , he would have willingly given me a ride home , Derrick traveled to hongkong briefly for business, he'll be back in 3days time , I clear our my desk,
So much for valentine,
I pick up my stuffs, close my office and go over to Carla's office , I always close 1hr earlier than Carla.

This wasn't how I imagined my valentine at 26, no chocolates , no boyfriend, no flowers
My life sucks

"Hey bunny poo, going somewhere?" she says over her decks whilst typing something in the computer ,
I lounge on the seat in her office
She has her "so Carla's" wonderful smile plastered on her face, she doesn't even look tired

"I'm going home, its 5pm already, I feel half dead. Aren't you like dead tired too?" I ask in disbelief ,

"I was made in heaven babe! Besides Jake would be picking me up for a surprise I guess" She says grinning excitedly ,

" awwn how cute , I'm so jealous, you bitch! You stole my best friend from me!" I yell faking a cry

And she burst in laughter ,
"I'm so sorry, I wish I could give him back, but oops! I'm doing no such thing!" She smirks and I laugh

"Anyway you two take care of yourselves , and have a great evening" I tell her as I stand to my feet, I blow her a kiss and head out of the building.

If I had a car , life would be a lot more easier , the sun is already setting, I'm walking down to the bus station ,
I decide to take a shorter road which would bring me faster to the bus station

The road is narrow, and quiet, a few buildings are close by, I'm humming an African song Uyo meyo by teni a Nigerian singer,

All of a sudden , I feel like I'm not alone, I feel a presence , I turn around but I see no one, I keep going , I hear foot steps, I turn around again, but I see no one,
Its freaking me out like hell!

I should have just followed the safe path .
Just then my bag is snatched from me, I look up to see a young boy, tall, dark hair
Probably in his early 20s, he's got piercings all over his face.

"Please don't hurt me!" I mutter

He brings out a gun and draws so close to me,
I'm too terrified to speak, he slowly , gently draws traces with the edge of the gun down my cheek,
The coldness of the steel sends cold chills running down my spine

Wow , what a great valentine!

"Ya uh beautiful thinga" he whispers, his accent is strange,
He reeks of alcohol, it makes me wanna puke on his face

He traces the gun down my jaw side, to my neck, now my chest and he's on my bosom, I'm shivering right now,

Dear old Susan you've remained celibate for so long just to be defiled by ba street thug?! Great!

Its almost dark,
"Take of ya shirt shawty" he commands with the gun now pointed on my head

"Please, sorry I can't" I refuse,

"I'm gonna shoot yo bitch, if yo don't f*cking obey everything I say!" He blares and I'm startled , with shaky hands ,

I slowly begin to unbutton my top, watching my buttons
Suddenly I hear him scream out in pain, I look at him to see him holding his groins , he drops his gun , my bag which had been under his arm, falls to the ground and he falls on his kneel,

I look up to see the cause of the sudden confusion,
Behold I see my youth
Standing in all glory, with disgust plastered over his perfect face.

He picks up the gun and stares at it,
"Its a toy gun, you weren't smart enough to figure out" he says in disgust,

"Get into the car" he commands

" I need to teach this kid some manners, he should learn not to mess with what belongs to me " he adds

I quickly retrieve my bag and run to where youth had parked his car, few feet away, I didn't even hear him drive in,

I sit in the car, I watch him punch the kid, I should stop him , its enough ,
I hop out Of the car and hold him back from punching the thug ,
He looks deadly angry

"Youth its okay!" I plead, he takes one glance at me, his features soften but he quickly hide it,

He grabs my hand and drag me back to the car ,

"When I say stay in the car , I meant don't leave the f*cking car!" He yells pining me to the car, he looks so angry yet so dangerously handsome,

"Why did you have to take such a dangerous path?! What if I hadn't come to check on a friend within this neighborhood ?! I can't bring myself to think of what could have happened, why do you keep making me worry about you!" He barks ,

I look so small standing before him, him towering over me,
I'm scared, not scared of him, he'd never hurt me, I'm just scared of what has become of us, I'm tired of being away from him

And I do the most shocking thing,
I cup his face and kiss him, I can tell he's shock, but after a while , he kisses me back with hungry passion ,

He breaks the kiss and I feel disappointed,
"you are trying to use my feelings against me" he says softly, but it came straight like an arrow on my heart ,
"I would never play with your feelings, i don't care what you're thinking youth , but I want us to put all that has happened between us in the past and make most of the now, I miss you, I love you youth and I mean it!" I cry

"You just said you love me?" Youth says in disbelief,

"Yes i do, I love you youth Benson!" I yells,

He scoops me from the ground and kiss my face, as the most beautiful smile erupt his face ,

"I love you much more than you can ever fathom miss blance".
He says .

Youth drives me home , with our hands intertwined through the entire drive home,
He drops me of at my places and kisses me good bye

This valentine wasn't so bad after all.



Hey guys! Sorry this is late but
Happy Valentine! I made this chapter as regarding valentine.

I'm suppose to update earlier today on valentine's day , I'm sorry I'm late and valentine is over, I hope it still counts .

Thanks lysm

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