8th SEPTEMBER

It was such a bright day the love of my life had justreturned to Nigeria hopefully to make me his bride.
I had quit my habit to ensure I had cute nails when he would put the precious gem on my finger. I had started working out prior to this , I was perfect for a groom.
 I kept glancing at my phone, pacing my room. I was not shy to call him I just had no means of reaching him.
Few hours past two my "Bae" called he said I should come over to his house which I was glad to.The thought of meeting with my future in-laws made it increasingly difficult for me to find clothes to wear. After what seemed to be a war I found a beautiful gown to wear and I hopped onto a motorcycle and raced down to his house.
 The gate was not locked and I walked in nervous expecting to see my in-laws but I soon disvovered we were "home alone". Calm your nerves  there was no kind of abuse.
I sat patiently while he served me snacks, we spoke at length and I didnt see anywhere the discussion was headed, being a share girl i edged closer and began to show him pictures of some brides hoping he will get the message.
He began to say to me.....

"B, you know how i feel about you. I really love you but the thing is... "
I looked closely at him, his silence seemed to last eternity.
He continued,
"You must get pregnant first before we can take this relationship seriously"
I didnt know what to say to him, I was dumb founded. I got uo slowly and carried my bag set to go,just then I did the unbelievable, I went on my knees I begged him to please change his mind and he simply pushed me away.

It began to rain and he asked that I leave before his parents got back. The entire road was flooded and the flood had gotten up to my knees but in my pain i didnt realise that I only wanted to get home and get high on "PEPSI" .

The pain of what he said to me hurt like hell. Years later I meet him at the mall and for some reason I want the mall to burn with him in it.

#girlfromthesouth