Chapter 2: Lizzy
Even though I was inside my room, I was still able to hear their conversations and laughter.
Do not get me wrong, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on a lovely couple celebrating their sixth wedding anniversary tomorrow.
Since it was dark and quiet, one could be able to hear a pin fall.
"Hi my beauty queen, '' Mike said excitedly.
"Welcome back honey", mom said and stood up to hug him.
"Good evening, how did my Queen's day go?" He asked and pecked mum on the lips.
"Aww honey, it was splendid, thanks to you. And how did your day go?" Mom asked without waiting for Mike to respond.
"Hope nobody stresses the best man alive today?" She asked him back and chuckled and then they engaged in a long french kiss, they are both long kissers and I have got an issue with that.
They can kiss anywhere, anytime and any day even while we are going to church, late for an event, or even when I am late for school.
"It went well because I have been thinking about you all day. I am in love with your new hair colour, I know it was made for me" Mike said to my mom.
"You look amazing honey, you are always beautiful, I just see different versions of beauty. You are the most beautiful woman in the world, both inside and out."
"You are perfect everywhere. I think God made me meet you. I love you my woman" he said as he raised mom's left hand and pressed a kiss on the back of her hand.
That was the last thing I heard, I didn't even know when I fell asleep because I was listening to them, not eavesdropping.
I was already asleep when I heard someone knock on my door.
I glanced at my alarm clock at the top of the drawer beside my bed and the time was eighteen in the morning.
"Oh, sweet Jesus!" I exclaimed bitterly.
"Who the hell is that by this time of the hour?" I said and I lazily stood up to open the door.
I was about to turn the knob when I decided to ask again, just to be sure.
"Who?"
There was no response, but I could feel someone's presence on the other side of the wall, right at the front of my room.
I became terrified and asked again.
"Who is there?"
There was still no response.
I quickly rushed to my shoe rack and grabbed one of my heels.
I was ready to strike if I should get no response after asking again.
"Who the hell is there?" I asked but was not ready for a response.
I quickly turned my door knob and opened my door.
I was already holding the heel up in the air and would have hit my mom with it.
"Mom?"
The shoe was already close to her face.
Cold ran down my spine and my heart stopped beating for a second. I could hear it when it resumed beating, it was as if it was coming out of my chest.
"Thank God I did not hit you with this shoe. What are you doing here?" I asked her.
"I came to check up on my daughter. Do I not have the right to check up on you anymore?" Mom said to me with her eyes wide open.
She was tipsy, maybe, drunk.
Who knows?
"I and Mike were having a late-night meal. I came to ask you if you would mind joining us." She explained her reason for being here.
"I do mind, thanks," I said and returned to my room as I quickly shut my door in her face.
I took a very deep breath and opened the door again, but she was already leaving.
She can't climb down the stairs on her own, she might miss a step, fall and roll down the stairs.
That would be horrible, it would be my fault.
I quickly rushed outside my room to help her climb down the stairs and lead her to the dining room.
Mike stood up the moment he saw me carrying his wife and how horrible his wife looked and joined me.
We sat her down in one of the dining chairs.
"Oh my darling, you look a mess" he smiled at her, then pressed a kiss on her head.
He turned to face me.
"Thanks, honey, your mom was very excited, she was video chatting with her friends on zoom, they have already started the celebration in advance," he said and chuckled.
"I almost killed mom about five minutes ago," I said to him, as tears were already rolling down my cheeks.
"What happened honey?" Mike asked and he offered me a hug which I accepted.
"I was already asleep when a knock on my door woke me up from sleep, I was asking who was there and she was not responding and I did not know who it was."
"I feared it might be robbers, I grabbed a heel and almost had her face smashed with it. She might have fallen over directly to the ground or rolled down the stairs." I said as I was already crying out now.
"I would have killed mom, why did you allow her to climb the stairs drunk?" I asked Mike as more tears began to roll down my cheeks. I quickly swallowed before beginning again.
"She is on heels too, she might have missed a step while climbing up," I said to him.
He could tell that I was blaming him for letting her climb the stairs drunk with heels on.
"Am sorry honey, I didn't even notice that she walked past me, I think she used the other way. We were eating when her phone rang, she stood up and went to the corner of the living room." He paused as he ran his left fingers across his hair.
"I think she and her friends had already planned about having a late-night discussion or meeting or whatever that was." He explained to me that I was not buying.
"Okay, I'm sorry." That was all I could say to him.
"It's okay honey, it is fine. I do not like it when you or your mom cry. It is okay.'' He said and patted my back and then pressed a kiss on my cheek.
He sat me down and offered me a glass cup of strawberry juice,
"Water will do," I said to him.
"Okay love," he said as he carried the glass cup and brought me a glass cup of water.
Then stood in front of me and bent down opposite me,
"Promise me that you would not tell your mom what happened tonight, that you almost got her killed. Never tell her under any circumstance, okay?" He asked as he stood up and pressed another kiss on my head.
"Goodnight love." He said, patted me on my shoulder and carried mom who was deeply asleep to their room.
He paused and said "Do not worry honey, I will clean up tomorrow, now go back to sleep and take some rest. Tomorrow is going to be a long day. Good night." Then he walked away and climbed up the stairs into their room.
I did not know what else to do since I was no longer dizzy.
I would have practised singing but I did not want to bother mom, I do not want to see her again tonight.
I lazily climbed up the stairs, then to my room and then jumped into my bed.
It was two in the morning, then I decided to check up on social media to see if J.J had dropped something new.
The moment I saw his face on my phone screen, I started to think about yesterday at school.
He also smiled at me, for me and only for me, I almost fainted.
The other times I had seen him smile, were either for just a friend, a family member or when addressing an audience.
Yesterday was the happiest day of my life.
He even touched me, though just for a few seconds.
I smiled back too.
This might be the only opportunity I would get to talk to him or smile at him; he might not remember me again when we next meet.
I have no schedule that involves school today and a few hours from now, our house will be flooded by guests, including family members, friends, well-wishers and probably haters too.
I know mom must have bought me a new gown.
I wished I and J.J were already friends, even if we are not yet dating.
I would have invited him to my parent's wedding anniversary party tomorrow, he does not live in town, I am a townie and he (J.J) is a gownie.
We did not talk for long since he was in a hurry though, we just talked about some school stuff.
He asked me if I was a newbie in school and what department I was in. I said yes to the first question and told him my department. He was happy that we were in the same department.
He said, no, and he promised that if we meet again, we would talk more before tapping my shoulder and leaving in a hurry.
I wished we could talk for a longer time, I want to see him smile at me again.
He is so handsome.
He is every girl's type of guy, every girl's dream or should I say Christian girls.
He is handsome, tall, rich and a Christian. One of his uncles is a pastor.
He has this amazing set of white and well-arranged teeth.
His skin is as white as snow, and he is naturally blonde but he dyes his hair brown.
He is responsible, I mean very responsible.
His friends are like his brothers, it is just that he has both white and black friends from different parts of the world.
He is a youth leader in his church, and I have been there numerous times.
I do not know why he has not noticed me.
I wished he asked for my name yesterday, but he did not.
I want to be his girlfriend and someday his wife and be the mother of his kids.
He is a dog person and I am not, but I will, maybe in the future.
Back to reality, it was already three in the morning when I checked the time.
There is no point in sleeping again.
I decided to call my best friend, Lady Elizabeth Diana Micheal and I call her Lizzy for short.
She is the type of girl you would not want to mess with.
She is also a savage you cannot manage.
She is also an heiress, the only difference between me and her is that she lives with her biological father.
Her father owns the Michael Clothing Company, she is the face of her father's company.
She is a leader in almost every aspect of her life.
She used to be our cheerleader back in our days in secondary school.
She is a badass singer too, she is the choir mistress in our church, yeah we go to the same church.
She is the president of my college's branch of Medical Female Students Associations Of Great Britain.
She raps too and is a great dancer, perfect, right?
That makes us best friends because I am just a bookworm and a singer.
She has a boyfriend, Hale, they won prom queen and king last year.
They are the sweetest young couple I have ever seen.
They are a perfect match for each other and they have been dating since their first year of senior secondary school.
"Hey, girl," Lizzy said at the other end of the phone as she finally picked up my call.
"Am sorry that I called at this time of the night." I apologized to her.
"No, it is okay. Can't sleep? I was not sleeping myself. I was looking for the perfect clothing for tomorrow's occasion....Today. Why did you call?" She finally asked what I was waiting for.
"Guess what happened yesterday Lizzy" I said excitedly to her since she always supports me when it comes to J.J.
"Eunice, let's talk later in the morning when we meet, okay? Am very dizzy." She said and ended the ongoing call.
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