My Love Theory: Black and White

Chapter 4: Man of The Hour

               Adam Christworth
My dad told me the greatest thing ever created in the universe was the human mind. He explained the wonders of the potentials of the human brain as we continue to evolve as a species. He was a writer, an accomplished one, he was ever too busy to be with me always but I cherished the little time we had. In that regard, when lonely I lived in my head, because in my world anything was possible. I was contented with that till I grew up and saw things that only existed in my world unravel
before my eyes. My reality was in shambles, I wanted to run away so bad and I did.

“Mister Adam, we have arrived.” Mr Akin called out to me, seems like I spaced out.

“Thank you, Mr Akin.” He doffed his hat as I left the car. I always did my routine walk before or after my first classes. I may have just fancied the idea of walking around, but the only drawback was my skin, I was too different to pass for a normal person around there, attention was always drawn to me wherever I went and I disliked it; no one could even approach me to hold a conversation but I was used to it; the loneliness. I wondered why I still continued. At midday, after classes I took a walk to a spot I found near the library, the view of the lagoon there was soothing, plus I got good yogurts there.

“What are you doing here?” I join the obtuse young man hiding behind the bush, he wore nothing save his underwear. I don’t remember what prompted me to ask, perhaps the rarity of the situation.

“Ehn, it’s half-cast boy!” Now his face was one I recall, he was one of the uncouth ones, always made a scene right from the beginning.

“What happened? Based on the conditions of things I’m willing to help. I am Adam Christworth.” He clenched my hands probably out of desperation.

“You are actually a good guy!” It seemed like he was moved to tears. “I am Jacob Andrews,and I was jumped by some guys on the way and they collected my monyee…” He started bawling his eyes out.

“O-Ok, I think I get the gist of things…” How was I supposed to help him with clothes? I thought and though; then I gave up. “Sorry, I don’t think I can offer any help in this situation.” I was truly sorry.

“Then give me yours!” He clenched my jacket. “Hell no!”

The day was busier than usual, we matriculates had been informed that the week was club week so we had to choose a club circle. There were different clubs with their individual stands like a marketplace. I wasn’t personally interested in any, as I walked through I felt everyone’s gazes pierced through me as none had the boldness to ask me but a lively one defied.

“Hi! I’m Linda, a third year, We would really like you in the Tennis Club.” Her smile was as bright as her imposition. I looked over to her stand where I saw a large number of girls waving and giggling. No. No way in hell. It seemed like the club was a popular people block filled with a lot of unnecessary drama.

“Sorry, I’m in a club already.” I sensed the slight distortion in her face, maybe she was one who had always had her way with everything so experiences like this would’ve dealt a lot of damage to her esteem… not that I cared anyway.
I continued down the long line of booth when I saw the acquaintance I made this morning, still half naked; maybe he cast his shame away and
resigned to the fate of being labeled as a pervert or an insane fellow, poor lad. “Hey Adam!”

The way he called my name was as if we were familiarized with each other, once again I could feel the gazes.

“Are you still in this condition? It’s better you find a solution soon or security is going to be on your ass.”