Twinge of Love

If love was a town, I sojourned in every corner of it. If it existed in human form, I hugged it passionately like my existence depended on it. Meeting Jayson was the best thing that ever happened to my entire world. We met as strangers, built a strong bond of friendship which ignited and sparkled into an undying love. Our love story, if written on the sky could shine brighter than the stars. He was the best gift life offered me. Through his eyes, I could see the world and more. It didn’t seem to me like I could live a normal life without his thoughts swaying through my mind.

It was a calm Saturday evening. Also, my week off duty at work. I had rested a lot and eased myself from the stress of the previous week by sleeping, seeing movies and reading. As expected, I got bored. Thankfully, it was a remediable situation. I settled for taking a walk down my street, during which I listened to the melodious tunes in my updated playlist, using my headset. The street looked quiet and scanty as usual, everyone kept their focus while walking, and looked forward like their destination would change if they turned a bit. I wasn’t perturbed, it was a norm in my estate. It didn’t surprise me when I envisaged that I had not made a single friend even after three months of living there. I wasn’t an outgoing person either. So, I was as guilty as everyone. I sauntered around, mumbling my favourite Burna’s music. It blasted loudly in my ears, nothing more would have outshone the loudness of the music, not even a horn from a moving train.

“Hey….”

I sensed a touch on my shoulder and turned, I was startled a bit.

“I guess your music was too loud. I have been saying ‘hello’ for few seconds, you didn’t hear me and couldn’t notice that someone followed you gently from behind. Trust me, it’s quite risky to walk on the street listening to music in such manner”.

I stared at him for some seconds, he gave me a nonplus. It was too much confidence and guts for a stranger. Touching me wasn’t enough to be sorry about, he went ahead to spill out some unuseful sermons?

“My name is Jayson, I live in this estate. I just moved in last weekend” he said further, but this time, with a charming smile that was capable of melting a hardened heart. I noticed a switch in my feelings, I then realized how cute this annoying but bold stranger appeared. He was a young Adonis with alluring looks. His sideburns seemed carefully shaved into his smart goatee. The calmness in his eyes was enigmatic. He looked very brawny, almost like a hunk. His bodycon top revealed his burly looks the more, especially his chiseled abs and broad chest. His comeliness was drop-dead and dashing. The fragrance of his cologne was soft and scented refreshing. His enticing and fashionable appearance was enough to quench the little disgust in me.

“My..my name is Laura” I stuttered with a nervous feeling. In my usual style, I would have ignored a stranger who approached me with so much audacity but there was something striking about him I couldn’t unravel. Everything pertaining him seemed magical.

“Wow! A beautiful name that befits a gorgeous queen like you” he acknowledged, but with a flirtatious smile.

“Well, I reluctantly decided to take a walk today so I could have a good view of what this estate looks like. Thank goodness I made a move after all. I mean, who would have imagined that a damsel like you lives in this boring estate. Nice meting you, Laura” he continued as he extended his arms for a handshake.

“The pleasure is mine” I responded, with a look that projected uncertainty while I sluggishly received his hand which hung in the air.

Since we were out for same purpose, we continued walking together. He acted Jocular and witty. We got along easily like we had known for ages, that day marked the beginning of a genuine friendship. We hung out on several occasions and spent so much time together, intimately.

It was two months down the line already but it came off as though we had counted years of knowing each other. I spent most of my weekends at his place. On a peculiar Saturday, we squatted on the floor while we had dinner, the dinning struck to be too serious for us to have a meal because we played at intervals. Without a signal, he posed with a genuine but straight face just when he narrated an accurate account on how incredible his life had been having me around as his closest friend and how fantastic it would become if we stepped up to being lovers. He officially asked me to be his girlfriend. I didn’t need time to think about his proposal, I already considered him as my boyfriend before then. Jay was every woman’s dream man, he had all the qualities that could make a goddess drool over him. I had fallen deeply in love with him already, his proposal only meant a validation. He displayed a naïve look whilst he had his eyes fixed on me, calmly waiting to hear my response. He wasn’t sure if the idea of a relationship would appeal to me or ruin everything we shared already. I gazed at him in a sheepish manner for some seconds, I had no soothing word to express how delighted he made me feel at that moment. I moved closely towards him while I gave him a piercing look into his eyes like I was searching for a lost diamond. I reached out slowly for his jaws and kissed him passionately. He stared at me helplessly, we maintained the silence while our hearts communicated. He fell round my neck while he whispered ‘I love you’ just when he hugged me with a burning desire to have him inside of me. We made out that night, it was our first time of making love and every moment was worth it.

We were two years into our love journey already, our relationship emerged almost perfect, with flaws though. We were determined to stay glued to each other even at our low moments. I loved how he loved me, he made me feel special at every instance, what we shared was priceless. He never gave me a reason to question his fidelity. My boyfriend appeared truer than the gospel.

My world came crashing the day Jay looked deep into my eyes and made it clear that despite everything we shared, he didn’t see us taking a long walk in our love affair. Hence, he couldn’t lead me on to avoid having a fruitless journey. Apparently, he was seeing someone else. It sounded to me like one out of his many jokes, I eagerly waited for him to call it off so we could laugh and banter over it in our usual manner, but he kept to his stance. I refused to believe everything was real, the one who loved me with his all and had always proven it couldn’t throw everything away for no just cause. I hadn’t seen any red flag before then, I couldn’t understand what triggered him into pushing everything we’ve worked for into derail. Maybe, I had wronged him without knowing, I was willing to make things right. I had heard about people who fought for who they loved and won the battle, I was ready to do same. I had fallen deeply in love with Jay, I couldn’t imagine being with any other person but him. He got up and headed for the door, just after he stretched his arms towards the handle, he turned and firmly uttered;

“I’m sorry this couldn’t work out Laura, I sincerely tried to force it but my heart doesn’t lie here. Please, I would appreciate it if you don’t stalk me with calls or visits, thank you”

He gently stepped out. I waited to be shaken out of the dream, everything happened too fast. I couldn’t believe my efforts for two whole years was ruined in few minutes, neither could I come to terms with the fact that Jay pretended all along, claiming to have loved me. I didn’t want to think he jilted me because he had seen someone better. I couldn’t place my thought on any worthy reason. I made several attempts to put a call through but he rejected them without a blink, I sent tons of messages without getting a reply. That night happened to be the longest I had ever experienced in my life, my pillows were soaked. I couldn’t hold back the tears, despite how hard I tried. I summoned courage to visit him the next day. Probably, we could talk things out. Perhaps, his mind might change at the sight of me, the one he claimed to love till the end. Unfortunately, it altered nothing, he reaffirmed his stance to me again and in a harder way even.

I struggled to find my way home, I walked sluggishly like one drowned into the world of misery. I thought I should call and text him again, reminding him of all the beautiful memories we shared and how they shouldn’t be discarded over nothing. Then again, it dawned on me that I wasn’t needed anymore. It became glaring that the one whom I loved deeply couldn’t reciprocate it any longer. My heart felt punctured by tiny pins, my hope of staying happy was sucked out of this world, sadness and grief rocked my world. I felt betrayed and shattered, just when I gave love a chance, it left me with a lesion.

Tales by Marvy