More Than A Business Deal

d as a result of the way I had dropped to the floor as a result of the shock that ca

sounded healthy when he called me" I would not

was afraid of what I would do and he was correct to be afraid because if he was

How could you make such an expensive joke?" I tried to laugh it off but even m

ops" Duke continued like I hadn't even spoken a word earlier. I gripped the edge of the be

ome back home, aren't you?" Deep down I know it wasn't

ard blow to my chest because he had a point. I had not spoken to Dad in almost a month

pled me. My hand that was gripping the bed tight slowly dropp

much as you can" Duke spoke softly to me and it reminded me of time

tched my luggage from the closet. I didn't even bother to properly fold my clothes as I snatched them from the hang

d find and putting it into my box as fast as I could. Still in the outfi

ake me directly to the airport. Before I could even bother or look for a way I could get

oked a flight ticket for me. I thanked the heavens for bringing Duke to our lives as I hurri

me what the problem was but I was in no mood to answer any questions. I hurri

st have seen the look of fear or whatever it was that he saw because he zoom

pain? How did he look now? Was he pale? Did he eat well anymore? My mind was a puzzle of que

had anticipated. Just like I did with the receptionist, I didn't wait to hear any word of

take off. The staff had said I was lucky to not have arrived a

ul for that because I could cry myself to oblivion without worr

ly I was Superman or a fairy with wings. I found myself checking my time all too often and would sometimes pinch my laps out

close them for a bit, willing me to let them rest but I was too stubborn. My eyes were glued to my phone screen waitin

passengers to prepare for landing had me fully awake. I was finally home. The place I had refused to come ba

b home when I saw David standing among the others who were probably waiting for their relatives, friends or employees. He didn't have t

d, but today was different. He looked tired and worn out and he would not be able to hold a smile if he

soon as his arms embraced me, I burst into another wave of tears. Tears

out. I also didn't know why I was crying terribly when I had not even seen my dad yet. What t

alty disgusting tears and maybe some snot. He patted my back carefully and with a lot of understandi

st friend but who would I become when he left me alone in this cold and brutal world? He promised

nosy people who would not go about their business but would stay still till they knew the cause of my troubles. Just like he always knew what

you" was all David said as he led me to the car parked outside th