My Life as Queer

-06

What in heaven sake is Boma doing here?

"What are you doing here?" I thought out loud.

He's lips widened.

"No seriously what are you doing here?" I requested expressionless.

He sucked in long breath and exhaled. "I came to see you, is there a problem?" He asked grinning with brow raised.

"Yes. I am about to get laid and you showed up just now?" I noticed I was raising my voice then I calmed myself down.
"Look Boom, you have to go now."

"Really?"

"He should be here any moment from now." Then it dawned on me. Why isn't he here yet? He should be here 30 minutes ago. What's going on?

"Look come in ok, let me get my phone."

"Who is this person?"

"Charles." I answered walking in obviously ignoring him. I picked my phone and dialed Charles's line. It was switched off. I squeezed my phone in my hands in frustration. I noticed Boma wasn't here with me. I got up to look outside, but he was gone. Why was he here anyways. I got up to take a shower, finished and went into my room to nap a little. There was so much noise outside and the voices sounds familiar. They were back. I got out to welcome them, just then I noticed a two guys sitting on our couch and looking around. I figured they were Mrs Johnson's children. One of the boys saw me and elbowed the other one. One was about my age, dark and lanky the other looked around Boma's age, dark and muscular. I smiled warmly to the two but they just sat there staring back at me. Mum came in followed by Mrs Johnson, dragging with her a big box I assumed was heavy containing wears and give away.

"Segun, say hello to Mensah and Dennis." My mum said smiling at me. I said hello and I was stunned with the reply I got. The older one laughed softly and the younger brother said. "Why does he act so much like a girl." I sucked in my teeth. Charles is there, now this vipers too? For how long would my patience be tested. Are they also forgetting they are in my house? "I am sorry, do you have a problem with my person or appearance?" I shot back. If they were going to be a bitch in my house, well i am queen of this jungle. My mum looked at me sternly and I understood. I would be calm, but for now. I left for my room ignoring my mum's calls. I got my earpiece went through booms play for a song I loved, found one. Shout Out To My Ex by Little Mix. I let myself drown in the music, ignoring and eclipsing every thought Charles disappointment till I drifted to sleep.

I woke up to my phone ringing, I got it and stared at the screen with sleepy eyes. It is Uthman. "Hello bitch." I said yawning. "Lazy youth, sleeping this early?" He said. "I am just not feeling too well, plus mum just came in with Mrs Johnson and her two pigeons actually." I said rolling my eyes when I remembered the way they acted. "Who are they?" He asked. "Humans please." I sat up. "Can you come over please? I really needed someone to talk to." "OK, in an hour." He hanged up. I dropped my phone. Those two wizards would be staying here for a while. I'm sure they were homophobic so I would try to avoid them, but if they crossed my part I would bite. I got up, went to pee just then I saw the older one making a call. He looked at my direction and smiled. This guy had better not test my patience. I ignored him, and went in to the toilet.

They had settled. I stayed in the guest room at the end of the corridor, next to my mum's room. I hated it because I have to pass through there to get to the parlour. I sat on the couch with the remote on my hands searching for channels showing something interesting just then the junior brother came in. Something dropped from his pocket, I didn't know his name so I waved and pointed to the floor. He looked at me then bends down to pick the paper. "My name is Mensah and I am not deaf." He said walking to take a seat. I get, they don't like me but I don't give a hoot. My house my rules. I have to state it. "Mensah from Ghana." I said. He looks to my direction with an expression I call 'huh?'. You're in my country, my house and world." I paused to observe him. "If you think you have a problem with my personality, please deal with it cause your opinions is not wanted here." Just then Uthman walks in dramatically. "Your saviour is here." Uthman screamed. I heard Mensah giggled and hissed. Uthman looks at me and back at Mensah. "Where you sprayed a laughing gas?" Uthman puts, then looked back at me. "Who is this rude chick?" I gestured for him to keep it low. Then I switched to out dialect so he wouldn't understand. "Mummy wan wa nle o." He raised is brows making his eyes big. "Rich kids with no manners." He muttered. Just then his brother, Dennis walked in frowning. "What's happening here?" Before I could say something Uthman said. "Well, talking obviously." I see Dennis raised a brow and I removed my gaze from him. Just then Uthman pulled me up. "Privacy, we need." He dragged me to my room leaving Mensah and Dennis in the parlour.

A/N. This is wack I know, not worthy of your c and v. I am just down with malaria but wanted to write all for you. Thanks for reading. Let see if I can get 2 more chapters tonight.

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