I had become unfaithful to my friends as well. I wasn't telling them about the sneaking around. They knew I was so done with him. Anyway enough was enough I stopped calling him or answering his calls. I wouldn't text him. I'm sure he knew something was off when he came to the bodega and I walked out. He couldn't ask either of my friends as to why I behaved the way I did. I guess it was time to settle with my full time boyfriend. At times it was difficult to keep up with him not that he was doing anything wrong. But I guess I was already fed up with the online dating; Calls, messages and video calls were disgusting and I wanted more than that. Every day we could have an argument over the smallest issue. I called you, you didn't pick, and mostly I'd begin my quarrels.
I was busy, he'd say. Too busy for me, I'd conclude. If he decides to defend himself, it could become chaos but if he keeps quiet the chaos became way worse after which we went for days without talking. Whenever he felt like he wanted to know how I was doing, he could call Anne who later on passed his regards to me. One time I said to her after she passed the regards "I think this relationship is on the verge of falling completely. Nothing will stop this.'
It had been days since we talked. Soon it was two months all we did was pass our regards through Anne. I really wanted to ask for the break-up and I had told it severally to Anne but I guess I never wanted to be the heartbreaker in our relationship. So I never asked for it, I just wanted him to do it, little did I know God was about to answer my prayers
Early Wednesday morning, I was sleeping soundly when I heard my phone vibrate. I turned in bed complaining 'Who is that this early morning,' I looked at the phone it was Finley. I wondered what he really wanted that early morning but I couldn't wrap my head around it. I ignored the call and he called again.
'Morning,' he began and clearly one could tell he had been up for quite some time.
'Sup,' in a sleepy voice. He exhaled loudly and nervously he said 'I think we should break up.' My hands trembled and a restless pounding invaded my heart whereas my head was glad to hear the news. 'Mira bile dictu' that's the Latin saying for wonderful to say. I mean this is what I wanted but somehow it did hurt like a bitch. I knew my fondness for him and in my thoughts, there was no other. I struggled to find my voice as I sat upright on the bed 'YOU… YOU'RE JOKING, RIGHT!
'It was just an opinion....' '…..opinion,' I shouted waking up my girls. 'For it to be an opinion you must have thought through it thoroughly,' I moaned.
'Let's forget I even suggested for a break-up,' he suggested again.
'WTF you think this is some game we playing? I'll give you what you want, sometime from me,' I hanged. He called back immediately and I hanged up again and again, thrice. Pain surging up through my limbs, I gripped my wrists as I gazed up into the roof. My friends as usual were there for me but all I did was wonder why what I wanted hurt so much
My life took a U-turn that I expected not at all. Right from a true boyfriend to two side-niggas with top tier bed game and back to being completely single. I didn't mourn him that much, I mean we hadn't even smashed, I guess the bond wasn't the strongest.
I'm going to focus on my school-life, I thought. By that I don't mean attending all group discussions because those were meant for the nerds. Practically and even theoretically I wasn't one .By focusing on my school life, I mean being academically present which means I met the seventy-five percent class attendance willingly. Do my personal assignments on my own, no copying from classmates no paying classmates to do it just me and maybe participating in class, maybe. The first class I attended after making this new life resolutions was Criminal Law , or as the famous actress calls it , How to get away with murder. For my first class I realized I wasn't aware what law school was all about. I always thought It was about the students wearing official suits, arguing and intimidation as it was in the mock trial we attended
I didn't sit with Anne, she likes the front seats and I loved the back seats with the boys. Arnold and Aziz. Lennox loved front seats as well. Arnold was intelligent; he attended most classes and always had all notes. So I borrowed his book as we awaited the professor. I perused through some pages believe you me I was shocked with what I saw
'That's some pleasant handwriting you have here, what's the meaning of this names here, I tried to pronounce them out correctly but couldn't . Men...Men are…Men's rea and Act...Actus …., this words yes
He looked at me with a lot of despise 'That is Men's Rea and Actus Reus those are the elements of a crime. It means an act doesn't make a person legally guilty unless the mind is legally blameworthy therefore the intent and the act must concur to constitute a crime. He spoke with a lot of intelligence and confidences making me feel like the most stupid person as I sat there listening to him, nodding my head as if I understood whatever he said.
Ok, I said as I darted my eyes down till I came across this five lined story, 'No one told me in law school we do short stories?' Confidently and without shame I shouted as I laughed. Aziz seated in front of us looked behind and had a glimpse of the short story I was talking about.
It's a case law; they said unison with Arnold .He turned to the front shaking his head in disbelief and said "IDK how we became friends"
'What an annoying dumbass,' Arnold chuckled. I looked up to him and I told him that I heard whatever he said. He maintained that eye contact his don't care attitude and responded "First of all as you maintain that eye contact you'll realize I give zero fucks on whether you heard me, secondly I wasn't whispering so you were meant to hear that.
'So arrogant 'I scoffed and I kept perusing and in the process the professor walked in. Without wasting he began making use of his two hours.
'Today we will deal with the classification of crimes, who can give us the first in that list,' he said as he looked up in the room to find any raised hand. Apparently the only finger up was next to me. Yes Mr. P, the prof pointing at Arnold, I didn't get why he called him Mr. P but I cared less I wanted to hear his answer.
Mala In se and Mala prohibita, he said. Excuse me, is that even a thing? I shouted unawares and soon all the eyes were on me including the professor's.
Yes, it is, the professor said. I'm sorry, I apologized.
Have you done your Basics? He asked as all attention was now bestowed on me. I turned to Arnold who was seated upright looking to the front not trying to laugh at me
Have we? I murmured to Arnold as I tried to focus on the professor. 'I guess….I thinks…. I'm not sure,' I was confused
' This is not a guessing game and neither do we work with your thoughts , just learn to talk less and listen more because quality ladies ….( he posed ) are seen and never heard , never loud , he said as he turned to the front . He is your father, right? I asked Arnold. Mhh! He chuckled, he isn't.
'Then explained it to me, why is he as arrogant as you are, I said
If I must remind you…,' he began, 'quality ladies do less talking,' he whispered and focused on the professor. Well even when I wanted to react on the same I couldn't coz I never wanted them to be right.
You're an a**hole, you do realize that, I told him as we walked out of class at the end of the lecture. It's not my fault every professor attacks you when they see you disturbing me, he laughed. Anyway that's not of importance, he said as he put on a rather serious face and I pretended to be serious listening to him.
We are not sleeping in tonight, are you in? Smilingly
'I guess there's nothing romantic than dying with your friends and I'm not sorry,' I replied poetically. I knew you would never turn down alcohol, Aziz joining the group with Lennox putting his arms on my shoulders. 'But I doubt if we shall need loud and zero quality ladies,' he joked and every one busted into laughter. I raised my middle finger and walked away with Anne. 'I love you,' Aziz Shouted We went to the bodega and spent a few minutes with her before we headed for the house to do some house chores. I did the dishes and prepared dinner as she did the laundry. When we were done we took our baths and walked out where the boys awaited us with their girlfriends. Well Arnold never had one she awaited on Anne and no one awaited me. Two black Benz's outside, Arnold in the front one seated all by himself and the other two in the one behind with their girls.
Where did you get them cars? I screamed at the top of my voice. We raided, as he alighted and approached us. Same thing applies to Lennox and Aziz leaving their dates in the car.
Hello there our sexy bitches' Lennox as he hugged both of us. Naya get someone, or you'll forever be in the back seat by yourself' Aziz joked as everyone burst into laughter. Noot funny, I was angry. 'But everyone laughed,' he replied. We'll be late, Lennox said and everyone walked to their car as Arnold opened the front door for Anne. 'No one told where we got black Benz's from? I shouted. The car store you have money we go back for the third one? Aziz shouted as he got in.