Story: Destiny Delayed But Unchanged….Episode 7
Destiny Delayed But Unchanged….
“Are you kidding? You can’t possibly go back”
I look at David as he stares at me like I’m mad.
“I need to. They can’t find him” I responded as I gauge his expression. He isn’t happy with me, he seems to think it’s stupid for me to go back to Ado-Ekiti but I felt the strong need to. Micheal has suddenly disappeared a day to his wedding and for some reason I think he’s up to something stupid.
“You aren’t going back to that town, let them sort their issh themselves” David said to me and directs his full glare on the road. And until the evening when we get ready to attend a movie premiere, he didn’t say any more words to me.
“David, I feel like Micheal is on to something stupid and I feel the need to stop him. In fact, I feel like I’m the only one who can stop him” I said to my best friend as we approached the venue of the movie premiere.
“You know, you are the only woman in this world who would go out of her way to ensure her man marries another woman and then start looking all over the place for him. It’s like the dude is some Christmas present you are gifting away with all your heart and then wanting to have back the next minute. Its almost ridiculous” he responds without facing me – Just like before, it is almost as if I’m not there.
I sigh as I look at him, hoping that he would at least look at me and tell me to stop staring. He’s looking very much like the movie star that he is in a blue coloured blazer, white shirt and jeans. I know the number of groupies who would die for this man, in fact, I’ve gotten insults in the past simply because they thought I was his girlfriend.
I’ve never loved him that way though, I had always wondered why but now I know it is because my heart has always been with Micheal. My stupid flawed Micheal. I hope he’s fine wherever he’s gone to hide.
I had told his mom I had to run back to Lagos to take care of some emergency and she’d understood but I haven’t called to ask if he’s been seen. Maybe I should now?
As if David knew what I’m about to say, he speaks “you won’t be making any calls tonight. You’d take a breath of fresh air, party hard, meet movie stars, business executives, photographers, actors and enjoy every bit of the night. Drop that phone in the dashboard …better still, give it to me.” He snatches my phone, puts it into his pocket and then returns his gaze to the road. He does all these without smiling.
I am certainly not made for the life of a movie star or celebrity – All these flashing camera lights and noise around me? I look bored as I wore a fake smile while David moves around the crowd greeting his colleagues and friends.
My five inch heels are beginning to make my feet hurt and I desperately want to kick off the pretty shoes, grab a glass of cold water and sleep.
“Oh she’s so beautiful!” I heard yet another movie director say to David about me. I nod and smile. This is getting boring. Is this what Genevieve, Ramsey Noah, David and the entire Nollywood stars go through? Whoa, some life.
After we have greeted what seems like a trillion people, I whisper in David’s ears that I’d like to visit the ladies.
“One picture please” one photographer said to David and again I pose like a zombie with a huge grin and make it towards the toilet before another one comes along.
Immediately I walk into the toilet, I kick off my shoes and hold them as I stand in front of the huge mirror.
I tried a real smile this time and it doesn’t reach my eyes. I am still thinking of Micheal and I’m still missing him and hoping he’s safe. Would he attend his wedding tomorrow and marry Linda? Would he be happy with her? Would he remember me? I’m being stupid. Of course he’d marry her and forget me. Life isn’t a movie.
I took a last look at myself and my ponytail is still firmly held by the little ribbon I used to tie it and my make up is still intact. I still look as pretty as when I stepped out of the house about an hour ago.
I headed towards the door after putting on my shoes and I almost collapse but someone grabs me suddenly.
“Are you his girlfriend?” The person asks referring to David.
“No!” I said a little too loud, wondering why this young man would be so interested in that news. Wouldn’t they all write whatever on their blogs by tomorrow morning anyway?
“Oh thank God. He’s still single yeah?” He asks me and I wonder why I’m being tortured like this.
“You might want to ask him that…” I say
“He’s such a cute man with chiseled jaw, broad shoulders, firm hands…” The young man said.
And then the realization suddenly hits me. This man is a gay! Oh wow. David would love this. I joked and laughed inwardly. At least this would serve him right for seizing my phone.
“I could introduce you guys” I said with a sly smile on my face.
“Gee, thanks!” He replied as his face lighten up.
Hehehe, hopefully they both don’t end up in jail for fourteen years…Lolz
“The next time you do that I’d kill you!” David said jokingly to me after i introduce him to the gay young man and I laughed in an uncontrollable manner.
He’s still angry at me for setting him up with his male admirer. “I owe you one Rebecca. I totally owe you one”
I put my tongue out and kept on laughing at him. When we return to the apartment it is very late and I drag my feet to the guest room.
“Your phone” he says and I grab it.
I saw four missed calls from Micheal and I’m excited, knowing he must have been safe to call me.
“Micheal called. should I call him?” I said to David
“Why?” He asks, looking at me as if I just uttered some blasphemy of some sort.
“He called, David. Let me call back to be sure he’s safe” I say and try to call Micheal back but his phone is switched off. I try more a couple of times but its the same response.
David crosses the room and stands very close to me “Rebecca, you are going to get hurt” he began to say, “let me take care of you…” And then he placed his lips on mine for the very first time….it took a short while before I knew what was going on.
I pull him aside. “What in the world are you doing?” I ask, not believing that he just tried that.
“David, we can’t do this. Its not who we are”
“Oh, its not who we are? I’m too far deep in this friend zone to be who you want?” David replied.
I’m slightly irritated at that statement. “David, what in the world is wrong with you? We’ve never discussed this. Why are you suddenly thinking you’ve been friend zoned? What’s that?” What’s friend zone by the way? Wasn’t that term composed by a bunch of small boys? Why is it suddenly my best friend’s term to me?
“You’d rather take a man who left you for another woman over me? You’d rather have a complicated situation than see the world with me?” He asks and I try to search his eyes, hoping it would reveal what he’s thinking. Is he nuts?
“I can’t believe you” I mutter.
“I can’t believe you Rebecca. Life isn’t this hard, why leave this for that”
I nod. And after a few minutes I dash into the guest room and lay on the bed. I can’t believe David just tried to kiss me. Is he mad? Or high? Did he, maybe had too much to drink at the event? But he isn’t the tpe that drinks, I wonder as I bolt the door and head to the bathroom.
I sat on the toilet seat and continue to think about what type of demon just possessed my best friend of a year and a half when my phone rang.
Hoping that it might be Micheal, I ran to the room and grab the phone. When I realise it isn’t him, I’m slightly disappointed but I pick it anyway to find out who the person is.
“Hi Rebecca, its Linda. Thank you very much for letting him come back to me. We get married tomorrow morning and I’d forever be grateful for this.”
I didn’t say anything to her.
“And Rebecca, please don’t ever come back” she adds and hang up.
Bitch. I mutter and roll my eyes as it stings all over again.
My phone rings again and its Micheal this time. Oh what now? Am I being called to be the mother of the day?
“Hello…” He said when I pick. “I wanted to be the one to call first and explain a few things to you…”
I’m heartbroken, shattered, hurt and I didn’t let him finish whatever he has to explain.
“Are you getting married to her?” I ask, wondering why this is getting harder than I thought.
“Yes Rebecca but…”
I hang up, switch off my phone and throw it across the room as I lay on the bed and cry a river. Oh, please make that an ocean.
-To Be Continued-