Rose stood at the open door looking at who was standing in front of her. She wanted to run into his arms and hug him forever and protect him from all the ills of the world. She wanted to be the one to take any blow this cruel world wanted to mete out to him, she wanted to hold his head against her chest and tell him all was well and tell him sorry for all the pain he had gone through in the hands of all those hoodlums as she stared into his beautiful eyes and well combed and dressed afro hair. But she couldn’t move her feet from where she was standing. She wanted to ask him what she had done wrong to make him send him those hurtful words but her mouth couldn’t open. She wanted to at least say good morning but the words got stuck in her throat as she looked at him.
God he looks stronger and healthier and definitely more handsome with the scar on his forehead.
Tears wanted to trickle down her face but she caught herself.
“ Rose , good morning”. Segun finally broke the silence. “At least can you let me in?”
Rose said sorry and moved out of the way.
“Where is Bisola?”
“I will call her for you right away. Welcome. How are you doing now?”
“I’m fine, thank you”.
Helen was on her way out of the kitchen when she met Rose.
“ Who is around?”
“Segun”. Rose answered
“Segun?” Helen said with a look of surprise
“Is he strong enough to come out now?” she asked and left to see Segun without waiting for an answer.
“Bisola”, Rose called her sister.
“Segun is around and has asked to see you”.
The moment Bisola left, Rose sat down and wondered if she was just Segun’s game all along and why her sister is being insensitive, she couldn’t understand. They are friends or at least used to be before she told her about Segun.
Segun’s eyes drifted to Rose while he sat. She looked beautiful to him and sweet but how that sweetness was just a façade told him a lot about himself. How her innocent looks masked her cruel nature left him wondering. He wished he came here to see Rose alone because all he could think of while battling for his life was Rose but instead his desire for Rose could just be secret for now while he stays with Bisola at least out of appreciation while he figures what he is really going to do.
Bisola came out to meet her mum talking with Segun comfortably seated on their sofa. She didn’t like this at all, when was she going to wait before she it gets to her turn to have Segun to herself. Helen turned to Bisola who was standing behind her. Get him something to drink before you go to prepare something for him.
Bisola left for the kitchen and ordered Rose to take a pack of juice and glass to Segun and come back to boil rice and heat the vegetable for Segun while she went back to the sitting room and sat down praying her mum ends her discussion immediately.
Helen couldn’t help noticing the uneasiness in her both daughters around Segun. While it seemed Bisola was flirting with him, Rose looked rather sad around him and then she remembered her dream and she knew that instance that she needs to hold a late night discussion with her two daughters who she just noticed have really become women happening to be in love with the same boy.
Bisola lay on her bed smiling to herself.
“Today is the best day of my life”, she thought to herself.
Segun on his first outing came to her place. My act of betrayal was worth it after all. And she played the scene in her head again. She had taken Rose’s phone that day in the kitchen when Segun called and she had cut the call and sent messages to him using Rose’s phone telling him he is a liar and a cheat and deserves to rot in hell and not to survive that attack. How she is better off without him and that she has found a better man to take his place in her life. She sent another message to tell him she never loved him, she was only making use of him to fill the vacuum she felt after the loss of her father. Bisola smiled; I didn’t know I could do such. Then she continued to play the scenes in her head. She went out and told Rose that she wants to take the picture of Rose and Adekola Cole and when she was done, she told Rose she wanted to make use of her phone and then she went to her room and sent the images to Segun on WhatsApp, telling him that that was her new boyfriend, that Segun should never call her number again. Segun kept calling to know what was leading to the insult but she kept cutting the calls and deleting his messages and the one she had sent using Rose’s phone and at the end blocked Segun’s number on Rose’s phone.
When Rose came to collect her phone she didn’t know all that had transpired on her phone.
Truthfully, I didn’t think this would work as easily as it did on both of them but it did. This holiday was a beautiful one after all. I wished I could write an essay on how I spent my last holiday, Bisola said out loud with a sigh of relief.
Rose sat on her bed looking at her clothes neatly arranged in her box. The holiday was finally over and she was grateful for this time to finally return to school.
All I need right now is a break from this stranger that was my sister. Rose said to herself.
Segun had come to her house today but she didn’t get any explanation for his actions and hurtful words. She laid her head on her bed and cried; longing for someone to talk to when she remembered Adekola. Rose picked up her phone and dialled his number but no response on the other end.