Chapter 5

Save my mother

It was almost 9pm. The weather had quite changed. It was going to rain apparently. The breeze blew fragile things in sight.... biscuit wrappers, papers, nylon bags and so on. Dust also flew around and some got into my eyes.

I diverted to a locked store room and while waiting for the breeze to stop or at least, reduce, I tried getting the dust out of my eyes and reminiscing over what had happened in the previous hours.

John had thrown me out of his apartment after he was done with me.

The ever so kind John, the caring John, the timid and childish John, the same ol' loving John. Men are scum! I still couldn't believe it. He said he had finally gotten what he always wanted, that nigga told me that to my face. You can imagine!

He had said he really didn't love me but he knew I always loved him because he noticed the way I looked at him and thought it'd be easy to get into my pants.

He admitted that I wasn't as cheap as he had envisaged