❀HIS❀BRIDE❀

♡TWENTY FOUR♡

"Omg! I've missed you!" Zara squeals, pulling me into a hug. "I'm just realizing how much I've missed you bestfriend." Her voice is lower. She pulls away. "Hey lil dude!"

"Sup?" Royal says and slumps on a chair.

Zara laughs. "Oh I'm good. You?" She touches his nose.

"Been okay," he replies.

Zara turns back to me. "So how is LA?"

"It's okay though. I got a job in a skincare hospital as a dermatologist," I reply.

"How awesome! I just have to go job hunting after grad next month. Sit down. I'll get you guys something," she tells me and goes in.

Like, right now I feel like being away from Zara is making her seem like a stranger to me and our bestfriendship is not as interesting as it used to be. Maybe because we are grown? I dunno.

"What you want?" I ask Royal cause he is just looking around like he is tired of sitting.

"Is there kids in the neighbourhood?" he asks.

"I guess but no one is outside playing. Come on and have your tablet."

"It's boring. Can you get me a phone?"

I give him this look like: do I look like I would? And he just relaxes on the chair.

Zara comes back with a sealed up juice box and snacks in a tray.

"Here you go." She drops the stuff on the blue centre table.

"Can you pass me some? Too lazy to get up," Royal says stretching his hand.

"You lazy right now lil dude, get up and get it yourself," I order him.

"No, it's fine." Zara passes him some chocolates and biscuits.

"So you have all these chocolates in your house? I thought you'd be changed," I tell her and she giggles.

"Whatever. So what's up? Any update?"

"Nope!" My p makes a pop sound. "Actually someone was giving me threats so I had to come here and spend summer."

"Threats? Why? Did you do something to anyone?"

"Do I look like Dianne? Of course not, I just don't know why the anonymous person just kept sending threats to take my lil dude from me if I don't leave her man."

"Do you have a boyfriend in LA?"

"If it's for another Asher to come into my life? I am so not ready for it, I can do well on my own," I say.

"You could have reported to the police or tracked the number and stuff."

"Different numbers were used everyday and the other ones previously used were out of reach," I explain. "The point is that I'm out of the country right now. I'm even contemplating on leaving there. If not I got my job and Royal definitely still wants to school there, I would just return because honestly, the rules there are so much," I tell her.

"Wahala for who dey live abroad o!" She laughs.

"You're crazy."

"Ah! Wetin be dat one? What happened to mad o! You've now adopted the ways of the white people huh?"

I shrug. "It's so hard to even use slangs I used to use back then."

She laughs.

"How's your bf?"

Royal comes to me and takes his tablet.

"Good. He's out."

"Does he have a job?" I ask.