Chasing the Wind
CHASING THE WIND
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Part 1
A Sharp Turn
I know you believe all that God stuff. That he is up above there watching us all with a 3D binocular and doing some amazing stuff like right now, my friend is rambling on about him but I do not believe it. You wont believe all her speech too if you know her as well as I do, so wait till you judge me.
Don't get me wrong, one way or the other, he might exist, there are just somethings we can't give meaning to and we dont have an answer to, so can we really say God doesn't exist? But I believe that life gives you what you fight for and not by looking up at the sky.
So back to my dear friend, Tokunbo Williams. Where do I start? Well, I dont want to start from the fact that she choose right under the fluorescent lights to say her speech so the stones on her dress could align with the ray of light and blind everyone with its glitters. And she keeps on that humble smile to make everyone believe it was all a miracle.
That's what she keeps saying
"I dont even know where to start. It's just God!" Flinging her hands so everyone could see her opaque ring. She just got engaged.
"Everything I have achieved today has been God's favor..."
If I hear that same line again! I gritted my teeth and tried to smile as applauds caught into the air. I clapped along.
"You must be so proud of your friend today" Deji said in his careless voice and attitude. Holding his glass of wine casually and beaming too wide. At times like this, I wished I was in control of his brain.
"She's not exactly my friend... I..." I was disgusted as I gulped down my wine
"Oh!" Deji laughed
"Sorry, bestie" he winked at me.
I frowned at him but he wasnt even looking at me. His gaze was fixed on Tokunbo, looking ever gorgeous and smiling like a queen. I am so pissed off right now.
Well, she could deceive everyone with her tantamount line "Its God" but God didn't do anything for her. She had played God. Wielding the wheel of her life on threaded grounds, paving a path through works your ear cant accommodate. I know the game too well.
But why does nothing ever work for me! I cant shake off this anger building like a tornado, threatening to burst out of me. We all started together didn't we? This design business. I went into it with so much confidence. I had the skill, the drive, the spirit but how come everything I tried hasn't taken me past this same circle?
Damn that bitch. Who's ready to listen to her mindless rants of success when she slept her way up there? I have been in this business for 3 years now. Designing clothes has always been my passion. Ever since the label of a cloth stood a difference, I knew I couldnt just stitch pieces to pieces alone. I had to have a name. People should hear Lopes and rush in to spend their last savings. Gucci and Prada should be signing deals with me by now but no. All I have is a neck breaking appointment next week to design one of my old school mate's wedding dress.
Now, how come Tokunbo is signing this big contract with Versace. Versace, ah, I couldnt close my mouth when I heard that. I cant count how many emails I have sent, private messages on instagram, facebook, Twitter and every fake numbers released on social media. She had flaunted it before our faces like a medal. That girl, she pisses me off.
"Hump! Her shoes are fake!" I smiled in triumph and turned to Deji but my anger increased as I saw him smiling at Tokunbo as she rounded off her speech. I cant believe my eyes. Really? He started clapping as she ended and was already smiling gaily as Tokunbo approached our seat. Her speech was over and everyone returned to their drinks. People tried to talk to her and congratulate her and she kept glancing at our table, making faces to show the attention was too much.
My other friends were also smiling at her and waving her over to join them. Why? Sharon and Irede. Didn't they have common sense to see all she was doing? We had all been friends from secondary school, went to the same university and studied the same course except Irede who studied medicine. She was the bookie amongst us.
"Wow! Tokunbo! I am soooooo proud of you!"
I stared at Deji, watching how his lips draped the word "so" and watching how Tokunbo threw her head back and laughed, flinging her hair and jutting out a hip and proudly flaunting her breasts peeking out of the V of her very short glittering gown. Damn, she was beautiful.
"And you look so beautiful tonight" Sharon's boyfriend, the new one she just got, said with a huge smile.
"Exactly, that's a nice gown you have on" Deji surprised me by cutting in with a mesmerising smile. He was obviously smothered. Can you see the idiot? He couldnt even tell me my dress was nice. I had been waiting for it all day but he didn't even seem to see me. He just kept smiling on and on at Tokunbo.
This is it. Why? Why do men have to be like this?
Why can't men stick their eyes to their woman but No, even with claiming they love their wives, they still look at other women openly, shaming their wife, having an affair, watching a woman's backside while women spend their whole life trying to please their husbands.
I stared at Deji in disgust as he kept talking and laughing. No one even noticed I wasn't talking. Deji wasnt even concerned that i was right there beside him. They all laughed and agreed to move to the buffet to get food. Deji got up and followed
"Lope, let's have that our favourite cocktail" Irede was talking to me as they got up to leave. Deji seemed to remember me at the mention of my name. Yes, my name is Tolulope but my friends call me Lope.
"Aren't you going?" Deji asked and everyone knows me, even Deji knows but why he's being so insensitive leaves me speechless.
"Aren't you guys coming?" Sharon asked
"Or do..."
I didn't let him finish. I picked up my left over drink, blood red wine and launched it at his face. I made sure it hit his handsome nose before it slipped and poured all over his face and his crisp white shirt beneath his suit. The glass landed on the floor and shattered. A loud murmur erupted as all eyes turned on us.
Deji looked shocked with his mouth opened. My friends were also shocked. I gave Deji one last look before I picked my purse and turned out.
"Lope!" My friends called after me but I didn't answer. I just cat walked out of the hall with the on lookers watching my back as I walked out. Tears blinded my eyes. Is that it? Deji destroyed it all, a relationship of 2 years now. Different thoughts rushed into my head. Nothing is ever real. I thought Deji was different. The past tore at me. The same way my father betrayed us all and stepped out of our lives. What again did I do this time? I just wanted to get out. Thinking about it made me all the more angry.
I was in such an haze that I rushed through the door and all of a sudden collided with someone walking right past me and we both lost our footings. I believed I was going to fall but it didnt happen. Two strong hands held me tight and i regained my balance. I held and released my breath in relief and thanked my saviour. I would have fallen.
"Oh thank you jezz" I breathed out in relief.
"You are welcome" I was answered and for a moment i had to look up.
"Ye.." My words froze. I was caught off guard by the face staring at me with a very concerned look and...a beautiful and so chiseled face which I had never seen up close except in movies and insta stories but this was perfect and so alluring. Damn, this was handsome and so tall that I was straining my neck and he had such dazzling voice.
"Are you okay?" He asked and dropped his hands from my shoulders. I realised he had been holding my shoulders and a Rolex latest model watch was blinking from his wrist.
"Thank you" I muttered and he drew on a small smile which made a dimple peek out. Woosh, the way he moved back. He would surely have his packs completely six and great abs. Deji has two.
Seriously? What am I thinking? I just had a big fight with my boyfriend few minutes ago. Even though this gorgeous being is before me, I need to stack up my reign. I have to leave. Yes, wait, am i still standing here looking like a mumu. Yes.
"Hum thanks again..."
"Are you leaving already?" He didnt let me finish
"Um.. yes... i"
"Can I give you a ride?"
"Hun?" I glared at the glittering BMW behind him. What? I can't accept this offer. But I cant walk home either. And my boyfriend is in there but should I? Now, Deji is calling. His name flashing across the screen like a time bomb. Do I have a choice?
So what next?😁In Lope shoes. What will you do?
Comments
According to the story, Lope is very hardworking and ambitious,so what exactly is she not doing right??
Above all, jealousy/envy shouldn't lead to hate,it has to be controlled,nothing good comes from it, it destroys a lot of things, we should just be in control of our feelings, that's all...
What will happen between Mr Rolex guy and Lope??
Would she go back to Deji??
Can't wait..💃💃🤭
The description of emotions is so vivid I could practically feel the jealousy. Nice one dear. You're star.