Melancholy...

Chapter 5

I stood quietly in the kitchen staring at the 'couple'.From where I stood I could see the bastard and not the girl,but I knew that she was one of the funny looking dolls he always brought here.Drumming my fingers on the counter,i stood there impatiently as they continued to laugh about God-knows-what.

Like damn, give me my money already.I just want to go home.

"Franklina",he called. With a quick eye roll,I went to the hall and girl,I almost lost my composure.Sis looked like a colour wheel with all that makeup!I had seen all types of girls come home with the bastard,but was she doing sitting there looking like that?Im not a pro when it comes to makeup,but she could have at least matchd her foundation.And what the hell was that contour doing on her cheecks?I mean im not that much of a judgemental person but no,this ain't it. I just decided to stare at the beautiful,sexy tiled floor because one look at her and I would have burst out laughing.

And trust me,my laugh is just so ugly.

I sneaked a peek at the bastard and a little smirk took over my face. I could send the girl running out of the house in tears right now as I had done it multiple times,but I needed my pay today,so i decided to play it safe. As if just remembering what he called me for,he looked at me and said "This is my girlfriend,Lois.She will be coming here often so treat her nicely." 'Hi Lois,welcome. You can call me Lina. I like your makeup very much" I said with a sweet smile."Thank you",She replied in a squirky voice,flipping her cheap-looking wig.

Taking a bundle of money from his pocket,the bastard counted 500 cedis and gave it to me. With a smile directed towards Lois,I took my leave. I know you are thinking "say thank you at least"but after all that he had done,why did I have to say thank you to him?

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The rest of the week went fast and soon it was Saturday,which meant I had to go to the bastard's again.The day went by smoothly but of course,something annoying had to happen.Around 6:30pm,the bastard returned from where ever with Lois,who said she felt like eating jollof rice. Since her long acrylic nails did not permit her to cook(insert eye roll),guess who had to do it.You guessed right,me. Because of this,I had to stay for an extra hour and some few minutes to prepare it.I was currently walking home alone and it was dark,like dark dark.

It was 7:40 something pm and today was Saturday,which meant that almost everyone was out trying to relieve stress.I had no problem with that,but having to walk through town with all these people around disturbed me a lot.If I was not selling on the streets or was at the bastard's house,I was at home. I just loved my peace.Passing through the alley which led to the slum I stayed in was so difficult for me and I tried to avoid walking there at hours like this,mainly because it broke my heart to see how the youth was using poverty as an excuse to be stupid these days.

Here in the alley,you saw all types of heartbreaking things.Young girls where out here sleeping with as many people as possible,boys were out here abusing drugs,young people were all over the place just destroying their lives because that is what our world was like today.In this part of the world,most people were expected to live decently in every single thing they did. Including the way they dressed,talked,responded to people and so on. And it was honestly so sad to see people disregarding this so much because of cultural assimilation and our strong desire for the European culture.

Dont get me wrong,Im not against cultural assimilation or anything.I mean,it is good to adapt cultures of others right?But does that mean we have to adapt eveything?Didnt we have to separate the good from the bad?

It is an established fact that we are dragging our diverse and beautiful culture into the mud,but no one is ready to have that conversation,since our own leaders seem perfectly fine with it.

So it is what it is,and if no generation changes it,it is what it will ever be.

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Hi loves! This is the end of the first five chapters.Hope you enjoyed it.Next five chapters will be out next week. Please note that one of the main objectives of this book is to promote African culture,however,if you have contrary thoughts about anything said in this book,feel free to tell me about it in a very calm manner.Most active readers will be announced in chapter 6 and each will receive five cedis worth of airtime!Please note that i will choose them at random.Keep reading,liking,commenting and sharing. May the good Lord bless you.

Xoxo, Arianna.