Genesis

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"Oyin! Are you ready?...... Your flight leaves in two hours we have to leave soon" my mother shouts from the living room.

" yes mum " I shout back. Dressing up slowly , I stand looking at my self in the mirror. My eyes are puffy after crying for so long.

Today is the day I've dreaded for the past six months. I'll be going to continue my studies in Houston, Texas, so fun! ....... Not. Unlike most Nigerians, I don't want to study or live abroad. I'll be leaving so much behind, my family, friends and my boyfriend, Femi who I love to death.
I've always thought we'd go to college together, there we'll be free to do whatever we want without the watchful eyes and restrictions of our parents.  I wanted to experience what its like going to a Nigerian university, I wanted to experience some of the fun and drama my older cousins tell me about and I wanted to be able to guide my younger siblings through life like the oldest child should and prevent them from making the same mistakes I made. But now I won't ever be able to do those things.
All my plans changed six months ago

Six months ago.....

"The weather is so hot" I say to myself as I make my way back home.
The only reason why I even bother leaving my solitude which is my home is to see the love of my life, Femi. I smile to myself remembering the past few hours spent kissing and cuddling. How did I so lucky.
At long last I'm home I think to myself once I get to our apartment door.
" Whose shoes are those?" I think to myself. "It looks likes male shoes, could it be my dads? But this looks so expensive, he wouldn't be able to afford these kind of shoes". Don't get me wrong, we aren't paupers, but we aren't that financially buoyant either.
I walk into the house quickly trying to satisfy my curiosity and then I get the shock of my life.
"Michael?"

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