Kiki
“What part of ‘stay away from my man didn’t you understand?’ ” I queried with my hands on my waist.
“You sound really ridiculous right now. I never saw a poster on his forehead indicating that he’s your man Kiki. Quit tryna pick a fight with me because it’s not going to work.” Ashley clapped back at me.
Aw man, the audacity!!
I landed her a hot slap on the face and as I was about giving her a second slap, Dwayne intervened and grabbed me by the wrist.
“Calm down Kiki, you’re going to embarrass yourself.” He said calmly holding me tight.
As I was still trying to hear him out, Ashley seized me by the hair which hurt like hell. I forcefully pushed Dwayne aside and tried to free my hair from her grip. By now, a small crowd has gathered in a semi circle around us cheering us on as I shoved Ashley to the floor and sat on her punching her repeatedly messing up her face and hair.
Again, Dwayne lifted me off of her while I kept kicking the air trying to get free from his grip.
The bouncers have now arrived and tried to get the situation under control. The manager and the owner of the club also came in and directed us to follow them to the back of the club where we could sort things out.
“You caused this Dwayne.” I yelled pointing my finger in his face.
“No you did because of your crazy jealousy.” He yelled back.
“What the heck were you two talking about?” I ranted.
“Why don’t you just ask her.” He replied bluntly and settled down on a waiting chair in Larry’s office where we were.
“Enough of the yelling now guys. Kiki and Ashley; you are both suspended until further notice.” Larry spoke angrily and sternly.
“She should be the only one getting suspended because she first slapped me.” Ashley cried and I eyed her from head to toe with utter disdain. Her face was full of bruises that might leave some scars. Duh!
“Enough of it y’all. You should be grateful that I’m not firing you instead.” Larry said sounding even more upset.
“That’ll be all for now.” Larry finally said after a long and awkward quiet in the room. Dwayne was the first to storm out. Followed by Ashley before I finally decided to join them.
***
Outside…
“Dwayne! Dwayne wait up!!” I called running after him in the parking lot.
“What now Kiki?” He turned round and asked throwing his hands up and I looked down at the floor unable to say anything.
“Oh you thought I was about to ask her out? I’m not that cheap or stupid you know. I’m just sorely disappointed.”
“Then why was she with you?” I yelled fighting back tears.
“She was the one who came asking for my phone number okay? Wait, why I’m I even explaining myself? I don’t owe you any explanation Kiki. You can get back to flirting with those old men in there or something.” He rapped angrily and walked away to his car leaving me speechless.
Gosh! I’ve messed up big time.
***
“I’m so mad that I missed all that action.” Erica said as we exited the gym the next morning.
“You don’t say.” I answered without any shred of interest in my tone.
“I messed up Erica.” I continued as I sat in the car.
“Nah, you messed her up. It’s just unfortunate that Dwayne had to be dragged along in the senseless quarrel. You gotta talk to him and sort it out.” She said calmly before returning to the energy drink she was taking.
“He’s not been taking any of my calls or replying my texts.” I whined.
“Why don’t you just go to his house then?” She asked sounding a little bit annoyed with me.
“I don’t think I can face him after last night.”
“Why are you so timid and shy around this dude anyway? The Kiara I know is fierce, resilient and doesn’t feel any iota of shyness around anyone but with Dwayne it’s always about running away from your emotions because you’re scared of speaking up or getting turned down.” Erica yelled angrily.
“Alright, alright I’ll talk to him mum” I said sarcastically and she only replied with an eye roll. Nasty attitude!
***
At Dwayne’s place….
I landed a strong knock on the door and in a flash, the door creaked open and Dwayne’s face peeped out.
“Good evening D.” I said calmly with a little smile.
“C’mon in.” He said completely ignoring my greetings.
“Dwayne I’m sorry for creating a scene last night, it was nothing to write home about. I know I’m not your girlfriend and I had no right to be mad or jealous because I saw you talking to someone else. I don’t wanna lose you because of this madness Dwayne. Please forgive me.” I apologized as hot crocodile tears flowed down my face ruining my makeup. I call em crocodile tears because I’m not sorry that I fought with Ashley.
“I’m not mad at you Kiki. What else do you wanna hear?” He responded coldly without sparing me a glance.
“At least look at me.” I said standing up from where I was sitting and occupying the remaining space on the two-seater sofa he was sitting on.
“I know what you look like already Kiki.” He said as he scanned my face for a second and looked away again.
I felt totally rejected and slowly, I got up from the sofa and walked towards the front door.
“Good night Dwayne.” I said without looking back or expecting a response and walked out of the house. As soon as I got outside, real tears starting pouring down my face. I sat there in the car for several minutes bawling my eyes out and repeatedly hitting the steering wheel in annoyance.
I finally gathered enough strength to drive back home where I spent the rest of the night crying silently until I fell asleep.
The next morning, I woke up with a migraine so bad that I felt like dying. It’s prolly because of all the crying that I did last night. I struggled to get my eyes open but couldn’t get them to adjust to the brightness of the room.
My head hurt like hell and I felt so weak and nauseated like I was going to throw up on my sheets as I struggled to sit up holding my forehead which banged with pain like it was getting repeatedly hit by a maul.
Gathering all the strength I had left, I held the walls for support until I got into my bathroom and took a pee. I couldn’t find any aspirin in the cabinet so I decided to contact Erica so she could get me some.
After placing the call to Erica, I returned to the bathroom and showered with some hot water before returning to bed.
A few minutes later, my phone rang. It was Erica calling to let me know that she’s outside waiting for me to come and open up for her.
I managed to get to the sitting room and open up for her. She looked really worried and breathed a huge sigh of relief when she saw me. She brought me some water from the fridge for me to take the aspirin with. I had a temperature as well thanks to crying all night long.
“Don’t do this to yourself Kiki, no man is worth dying for.” Erica said in pity after placing her hands on my forehead to feel my temperature.
“He’s so mad at me Eri.” I said in a frail voice.
“And so freaking what? You’re better than this. C’mon where’s the Kiki I know?” She said biting her lower lip.
“What if, what if I helped you get him back? But with a price of course.” She suggested biting one of her long painted nails.
“Just name it Eri.” I said eagerly and impatiently.
“Okay number one, you’re gonna eat something first.” She pointed out and I nodded waiting for her to say more.
“And number two, you’re gonna tell him how you feel about him within a week or I’m gonna tell him myself.”
“Deal!” I quickly replied with a nod.
“Good, let me make us breakfast first cause I’m starving.” She yawned and walked off into the kitchen while I lay down on the couch to rest a bit till she’s done with the cooking. I don’t know how Erica’s going to do it, but I’d be happy if she can make Dwayne to actually forgive me.
After struggling to eat the eggs she was able to prepare, Erica left for Dwayne’s place. I knew for sure that he’d be at home since it’s a Sunday.
About an hour after she left, I heard the sound of a car pull up outside in my driveway. Since the front door was unlocked, I turned on the couch fixing my eyes on the door which opened up and a very worried looking Dwayne followed by Erica who was smiling broadly at me.
“Hey Doll! How are you feeling?” Dwayne spoke as soon as he got to where I was lying down on the couch.
His countenance was rather sullen and his voice full of gloom.
“Not good D.” I said batting my lashes like I was going to cry. So much drama! He squat down and placed his hands on my forehead feeling my temperature which was still a little bit high. His touch alone can make me feel better.
“Are you still mad at me Dwayne?” I asked as he sat down on one end of the couch and placed my head on his laps.
“No I’m not. I can’t stay mad at you forever.” He answered shaking his head.
“Alrighty then, I’ll call to check on you later B but remember that you have just seven days and your starts now. Tick tock! tick tock!” Erica who has been quiet ever since she came in said lightly tapping her wrist with a finger.
“Thanks so much Eri.” I said as she turned round dramatically grabbing the door handle.
“Don’t mention. Remember tick tock!” She sang and walked out of the room.
“What does she mean by that?” Dwayne asked sounding lost.
“It’s a girl thing. What did she tell you that made you come?” I asked diverting from the main question.
“That you got sick and needed me to come take care of you or something like that.” He said rather casually with a little shrug. I have a feeling that he’s not telling me everything that Erica said.
“You wanna eat something?” He asked stroking my hair calmly.
“Yeah, just make me anything you can.” I said as he made me sit so he could get up and head to the kitchen.
Yessss!!! I’ve gotten my man back!! But there’s still a little problem though- Erica’s seven days ultimatum. How do I bring myself to tell him about my feelings? Gosh! I’m so dead for real.
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