Runaway

Chapter - The Ex Beaux

Nicole’s mood suddenly changed. So did the ambience of the room, it went sombre.

“I’m sorry, Lina.” Nicole said. “You did tell me this because?” Nia gave her the look of ‘really? Would anyone want to re-tell such a story?’ she pressed her lips together. I sat there in silence. I had to her everything now because it’s coming, crashing back into my memory.

“I didn’t tell you because if I did then I’d have to tell you everything else.” I say. Nia supportively put her hand on my lap.

“It’s okay; you don’t have do so if you don’t want to, Lina.” Nicole says.

“I want to. You’re more than a best friend; you’re like a sister to me.” I say. We both looked at each other and smiled. She came up and we hugged. Then I began my story.

I lost the big V at 16 with a random guy at the cinema. The first boyfriend I had was when I was 17. In the span of 3 years I went out with over 20 guys. They were all very very different. Here are a few memorable ones.

A drug baron who said his name was John but I came to learn that it wasn’t his real name and he had to hide his true identity in order to protect both of us. I was with him for 6months and 4weeks; that the longest I’ve ever been with a guy and he was definitely worth it. I found out I was pregnant after we broke up and I aborted it. I didn’t want my child to grow up without a father or preventing them from knowing their real father due to his job. It was one of the toughest decisions I had to make because I really loved John.

A clown, I only found he was a clown out when I wore this tight revealing dress to a party he was took me to only to find out it was a kids birthday party. All the parents thought I was a hooker who got lost on her way to a meet a client. We lasted for 2weeks.

The random club guy, every meets ‘the random club guy’ and hooks up with them right? Well, I got pregnant after a one night stand with one and I had an abortion.

The cinema worker, Levi Finch. I lost the big V to him when I was 16 and a year later we became a couple and that only lasted for 1week and 4days. He was an addict and he told me to deal with the fact that he will never quit or leave him. You can guess what I chose.

There was the student. This was before James. I didn’t know he was 17 as I was 24 at the time. The third day into our relationship, I told him we needed to talk as I just found out I was pregnant; he too said we needed to talk. We met up and that’s when he told me that he was 17. You can imagine how I felt, me a 24 year old telling a 17 year old I was carrying his baby. That same day we both decided an abortion was the best option and he went with me to the get it done and he paid. I guess that why it never occurred to me that he could’ve been so bloody young because he was very mature.

The chef, Frederic Merritt. Our relationship was the typical scandal. He had a family which i wasn’t aware of until 5months into our relationship when I saw pictures of his daughters in his wallet. He didn’t deny anything instead he was very honest. He told me he had been planning on telling me he had a family as he wanted me to be his second wife. I was just as flabbergasted as anyone would be. I was only 20 at the time and just started working. No way was I ready to settle down with man who already had a family. Was that even legal? We officially broke up a week after I found out, after I had numerous conversations with him concerning his role as a husband and father. He finally understood that we couldn’t be together even though he didn’t love his wife as much as he did before. I got pregnant and had my first miscarriage during the week after I found out about his family, I didn’t tell him about it.

The most memorable and probably unforgettable experience I’ve had was with the Whiskey ambassador, Markus Blanchard. He was like an angel sent from God. I fell deep for the guy the first time we at the club. The sex was better than amazing, great and awesome. It always left me speechless. One day I wake up and he’s packing 2months into our relationship. He’s job required him to travel a lot and that’s why he came to London, now his job in London was done and he had to move on to his next destination. I went with him to the airport and we said our goodbyes. A week later I was rushed to the hospital after I fainted in Nia’s apartment. The doctor said I had a miscarriage and I had to be hospitalised for a month.

Nicole sat frozen with different emotions running through her face after I finished my story.

“Now you know the real Selina Clarke.” I say. I hadn’t noticed when Nia had left us. She came striding out of my bedroom with her phone propped against her ear having an argument with whoever she was talking to.

“Wow, Selina.” Nicole says and hugs me. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there to help you go through all that.”

“I kinda wish I knew you then, you would’ve fun to see your reactions to some of the guys. Well, the past is the past.” I say. Getting up and heading for the bathroom. Once I showered I came out to find Nia’s luggage had been dragged into my bedroom. And both Nicole and Nia sat on the sofa talking with the TV on. I walked up to them and sat between both of them.

“What did I miss?” I asked. Nia immediately got up.

“We’re going to get my things from my apartment. I need to move in with here.” She says putting on her heels. Nicole does the same.

“She’s finally had enough of that perv.” Nicole says to me. “Like seriously you should make a complaint to the police.” I pull on my shoes and jacket.

“I know right. How many times did I say to her we should live together. She always refused.” I say. As we leave and head outside.

“I need you both to drive, please. I have a lot of stuff.” She says and has her phone to her ears again.

“You both were right.” She says as she enters my car and I drive to her apartment with Nicole behind.

When we get there the perv, her landlord, is standing in his underwear. His stomach big enough to carry octuplets, hung low covering his groin a little. He was bald with had a beard and had hair chest with hair trailing down to his stomach. Short and stubby, he was truly grotesque. He probably thought Nia would come alone so he could try to get in her pants. When he saw us he greeted us with flirtatious greets and winked at us. We all shivered and made a bee-line straight to Nia’s apartment. She quickly opened the door with her keys and we helped her pack her stuff.

By the time we’d gotten all of Nia’s belongings from her apartment to mine, with the help of a removal van as we just couldn’t do on our own, it was 1am. Nicole left and it was just Nia and I.

“We’ll need a bigger apartment, Lina.” Nia says laying on my sofa.

“No shit Sherlock.” I say laying on the little bit of visible floor I had left in my apartment as it was filled with Nia’s stuff. We were both tired and next the time I opened my eyes it was broad daylight.

The sun was shining through the blinds and onto my face. I looked around and realised I was still on the floor. I got up and heard light snoring; Nia was still asleep on the sofa. I looked around and my apartment looked like a garage sale. I made my way around the apartment like it was an obstacle course; I had to go to work.