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For All My Scars

Chapter 2Ā TWO PEAS IN A POD

Word Count: 1754 Ā Ā Ā |Ā Ā Ā  Released on: 13/09/2023

pride giving way to a mounting sense of desperation. I

s weighing in on me or if the utterly disrespectful reje

. "Find her, do not lose sight of her, and on my comman

asked myself. I honestly didn't care

d flocks of women too but I never wanted to put up with any one of the women for life. If I wanted

stood up to leave the coffee shop right afte

t wasn't the area where the rich, high, and mighty lived bu

run my dealings from here. I just need

ng to that son of a bitch, Xavier. Well that bitch was also my mum since she didn't

hing since the day we got to tell the

ght up to be rivals. My entire l

A subject I didn't care to delve into myself. I didn't want to know why, I didn't want to

rust is earned" I had a belief that trust is given. And I had absolu

o my driver to bring the car to me. My sleek red car

arlo open the car door and hold it out for me with a bow. I gave h

of almost no words who has served the family

b

in thought while the car e

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ell like local fermented wine with a mixture of actual booze. It had thi

s were adorned with old stylish bamboo paneling and vibrant dra

laying in the background further

ly dressed waiter asked, cutting my thought

tch whiskey and

the table close to th

nk I couldn't help but g

ision-making relies on a balance betwee

h step with the knowledge that every step no mat

dress with silver stilettos. Maybe a woman was

never giving birth to a sheep. I was my father's son and I would be bruta

ok a seat beside her and asked the barman to give me whateve

he tucked her hair behind her ear feigning a shy smile. I knew her type, the e

" She was moving closer, her

et's skip the preamble" I used my fing

breasts lightly brushing the surface of my ches

ack, moving away from the chair

as ready to leave. He opened the front door for her to get in the front next to him while I

here to do but I listened painfully to her boring talks while my mind kept casting its

MA

amantha have you

fully air-conditioned but I coul

think I know myself all that well. How do you narrate or tel

ust have drifted awa

management, and in the last four years, I have worked with a few small small-scale compan

r this role?" The interviewer was now l

thrive within a small-scale organization then I can thr

a part of any

I have

act if I may ask" She wa

took for me not to start biting my fingernails in a bid to calm my roof-level

essful?" another woma

t was

r me. "Does anybody else want to ask Miss Samantha any

eir faces, they all looked

on her desk and then spoke i

iss Samantha Please stay in touch". I expected

up to leave the room. It was needles

ed to disappointments. I didn't expect that this would be

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reet. The conversations I have with myself usually feel so

barely anyone on the sidewalk. His word

y that man possessed walking up to me tal

ay he sized me up, and how his good looks almo

as there was a sharp corner right ahead almost inches away from where I was now standi

usly near me, its side mirror hitting

and before my brain could even process everything that was happening

nd before I could even scream, a white napkin was used to cover my m

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