“You
guys are solo dead when we get home,” were the words uttered by Ana. All she
could think about was her warm snuggly red pajamas that she had left in her
room with her cuddly bear ‘Mr. Snuffles’ and a whole packet of chocolate coated
pretzels that she left on her bed. Wendy and Ruthie took one look at her and
ignored the words that came from her mouth as they entered into the club. Trying
to avoid events for this girl was her main strategy.
All
looking bohemian chic with a slight hip hop culture in-tuned, these girls
turned heads when they made their entrance attracting the flash lights towards
their direction. “See what I mean,” wailed Ana. “This was not my definition of
a chilled out girls night in you know.” “Ana,” growled Ruthie as they walked
over to the bar to order for their usual Samba cocktails. “You needed to leave
the house. You staying in sobbing was not going to change a thing. Get a grip
of yourself and you never know what might happen,” smirked Ruthie as she got
her cocktail and immediately got whisked off by an old friend. ‘Maybe she is right, I need to relax abit’ she
whispered to herself as she watched people sweat their calories off on the
dance floor.
An
hour later, Ana found herself walking towards the exit, keys in hand and with
one mission; team home time. She found herself bored to wits as her girls had
left her all alone and were nowhere to be found. As she walked down to the
basement to her car, she found herself 2inches away from a well physic man who
caught her eye for a second or two. Examining him from head to toe, she knew he
was not her normal kind of guy but she wasn’t complaining or even wanted to
look away.
“Hi,
off so early?” said the stranger with deep piercing brown eyes, dark chocolate
skin, well chiseled body about 6ft1.
“Umm…yeah. Not my kind of crowd,” stammered
Ana.
‘What is
wrong with you girl? Get your act together,’ screamed her subconscious at
her.
“You’re sure you don’t want me to change your
mind?” he asked.
She
shook her head and ogled at this wonderful creation that God had set in front
of her.
“Well,
though this might sound awkward but, I’d like to have your number and maybe
tomorrow we could meet or something, if that’s ok with you,” he said with a
dashing smile that she couldn’t resist.
“Sure,”
she butted out.
With
the exchange of cards, the guy hugged Ana, kissed her on her cheek and he disappeared
into the elevator. She turned around, trying to bring herself back to reality
and looked at the card in hand. Kody Geblano. Immediate distraction came across
her when she felt her phone vibrate in her purse.
“Hello”
“Now
you have my number. I can’t wait to see you again,” said a husky voice over the
phone.
Ana
smiled and replied, “Yeah, I now have your number, we’ll see about that.” With that,
she hangs up and opened the door of her car. Got in, smiled at herself in the
side view mirror and chuckled, “definitely a whisky drinker” and drove herself
to her apartment.
The
next morning, she woke up to find Wendy and Ruthie blacked out on the couches
in the living room. With nothing to say, she passed them and prepped herself for
her day. Her secret date with Kody would definitely leave the girls in shock
because that was not the character that Ana was. It took a lot to for this
little missy to agree to go on any kind of date.
The
dates weren’t what Ana was accustomed to. Kody had much of a say in where they
were going, what they would be doing and have her time always allocated to JUST
HIM. “Does this guy forget that I have my
own life and work,” she asked herself as she starred into her make-up mirror
seated on top of his bed.
Day
in day out, she wasn’t so sure about Kody anymore because he was more into himself
and getting what he wanted. Control freak would not be the word she would
describe him. POSSESSIVE CONTROL WEIRDO, maybe. Trying to fall in love with
such a person was not Ana’s thing, especially after her heart was ripped out. This
self proclaimed heartless girl found it hard to say the 8 letter word each time
Kody said it to her which eventually led to a huge fight. Trying to make an independent
girl to become a submissive mouse with no say was definitely going down as Kody
was used to.
Ana
sat and asked herself how she found the guy as a huge turn on, was slowly
falling for his traits but yet have him leave her when she realized she was
pregnant with his twins? Flashbacks came racing when the doctor gave her the
results and she remembered Ruthie’s words “You never know…”
Is it really true that one can fall in
love from the first sight that they see a person? They don’t know anything about
the person? Not even their second name? What makes them happy? Their birthday? What
disgusts them? Eventually end up compromising on one side? Does that really
make sense or is anywhere near to been fair? Why do men even get the audacity
to get the strength to hit women or even control them like they are their
entities?
But what I don’t understand is why is
it that men usually have this tendency of popping buns into girls’ ovens then
leave them high and dry? What if the shoe was on the other foot? What would we
be saying?
