The nature of God is a circle of which the centre is everywhere and the circumference is nowhere
-Empedodes_
(Attributed)
Once in my room, I flung myself on the bed and cried into my pillow.
"I hate him!!" I screamed into the white cotton mass and kicked frustratedly.
After a few minutes, I was spent and I pushed myself up to sit on the bed. Across me, my phone began vibrating and the screen lit up. I reached foward and took a hold of it, pulling it close. Even though my eyes were swollen, I could still make out the caller ID.
Mummy ♥
I just stared at the screen in unbelief wondering if I was actually seeing right. Maybe my swollen eyes were affecting my vision. So I ignored it and let it ring out in case I was still sleeping and my mom wasn't actually calling.
A sharp pang shot through my forehead and I immediately held the spot and groaned in pain. As carefully as I could, I lay back down in order to still the pang that had now graduated into a pounding. I sighed as my head touched the pillow and let my eyes travel up to the ceiling.
Just as I was about to shut my eyes and relax, I heard my phone begin vibrating again. The pounding had already begun to still and any sudden movement now would totally make things worse and so I gently felt around for the phone without moving my torso. I bet I looked like a mosquito who's body stays so still even while it's busy washing it's hands like we always called it.
Once I got it, I lifted it up to my face and checked the caller ID again.
Mummy ♥
I stared at the screen again. Obviously, I wasn't sleeping or doing anything of the sort a few minutes ago. She really did call.
As I looked at the screen again, the anger brewed in my chest. I picked it up and rejected the call by swiping the red button inwards. I didn't care what she wanted to say, I was done with those two.
My marriage was my life...but to them, it was nothing more than a business deal. Despite how sad and angry and frustrated they knew I was, they never even cared to find out how I was doing; not once.
Now she calls three months after and expects me to answer her call.
I pulled the large cotton duvet higher up my chest and sighed. My eyes began to water again as I remembered how I felt...like a discarded piece of clothing of no more use. I begged and cried even to daddy whom I thought always had my back but my hopes were dashed miserably. I don't think I'll ever want to have anything more to do with them.
They're rid of me and that's fine.
I picked up my phone and unlocked it. I saw the notification of the missed call but I ignored it and swiped to find my Whatsapp. In the process of doing that, my eye caught the wallpaper on my home screen and a sad smile creeped across my lips.
It was one of me and Deji.
We were at the beach and his face was covered in ice cream as I kissed his cheek.
That day, he decided to take a day off work so that we could spend time together. After much debating, we settled on going to Bar Beach that day. All the while, I was at the ocean shore kicking around in the water and making a fool of myself while Deji was eating under the tent at our beach spot a few meters away.
I suddenly felt mischevious and an idea popped into my head. I left the water and went to sit beside him.
"Babe what are you doing?" I said snuggling close to him.
"I'm eating obviously." He said in a bored tone and rolled his eyes at me before taking another bite from his sandwich.
