wewe walk into the club, standing at the juu of the spiral staircase, watching her give instructions to the few other employees that occupy the floor. wewe reach up and touch the moyo mkufu she gave you, unsure of what you’re about to do. Your moyo hurts just thinking about it, but it’s the right thing to do, isn’t it? No one is going to accept wewe two and wewe can’t take the stress of being rejected kwa everyone wewe know and love. wewe slowly make your way down the stairs, steadying yourself on the handrail. wewe stop at the bar, waiting for her to turn around.
“Hey you,” she says, smiling and coming over for a kiss. wewe songesha away and kiss her cheek, knowing wewe won’t be able to go through with this if wewe let her kiss you.
“Alex, can I talk to you,” wewe ask, your voice shaky. wewe won’t allow yourself to look into her sparkling eyes. She doesn’t speak, but she wraps her arm around your waist and guides wewe in to her office. wewe sit on the kitanda and stare at the tiles on the floor, nervous about the pending conversation.
“What do wewe want to talk about,” she inquires, leaning against her desk. wewe inadvertently let your eyes wander up the curves of her long legs, to her hips, and up to her torso where wewe stare at her beautifully toned stomach, resisting the urge to walk over and places kisses on every inch of her exposed skin.
Your voice cracks as wewe speak. “I...I can’t do this,” wewe say, tears already starting to well up in your eyes.
“Can’t do what, Marissa,” she says, her voice a mix of anger and sadness.
“Us,” wewe state plainly. “We have to go back to being friends," wewe finish, standing up. Your voice seems sure, but if she looked at wewe right now, she’d know wewe were lying. wewe hear her sigh as she walks towards you, and she places her hands on your hips. Tilting your chin up and looking into your eyes, she begins to speak.
“I can’t go back to being friends, Marissa. This…us…this is living,” she starts, obviously near tears.
“And friends...that's waiting and I won't go back. I can’t go back. wewe know wewe don’t want this. Without you, I have nothing, Marissa,” she says, her voice pleading wewe to stay. “Please, baby, we can work on this. wewe can do this...we’ll take it slow...no zaidi sex...whatever wewe want. Just please...don’t leave me,” she says, the pleading becoming zaidi urgent. wewe make the mistake of looking in her eyes and wewe see the tears forming there. wewe can’t break down now.
"Look Alex,” wewe stay, stepping away from her and looking at the ground. “You know I’m straight. wewe and I...we...we'd just be better at friends,” wewe stammer, trying to convince yourself zaidi than her. wewe look in her eyes one zaidi time and see that she’s already set up the walls around her heart. wewe wish wewe could do the same, but no walls in the world could block the pain wewe feel from the words she says next.
"Well inayofuata time wewe wanna experiment, go fuck another girl and make her fall in upendo with you, but don't come back to me.”
wewe stand there in a state of shock, her words echoing in your mind. ‘She’s in upendo with me,’ wewe think as wewe open your mouth to speak. “Al...” wewe start, but she cuts wewe off before wewe can even finish her name.
“Just go,” she says angrily, motioning towards the door. wewe turn away from her, unable to let her see wewe cry. The tears fall freely as wewe run out of her office and up the stairs to your car. wewe climb in and slam the door, not noticing the person sitting inayofuata to wewe as the steady tears turn into loud sobs.
“Hey you,” she says, smiling and coming over for a kiss. wewe songesha away and kiss her cheek, knowing wewe won’t be able to go through with this if wewe let her kiss you.
“Alex, can I talk to you,” wewe ask, your voice shaky. wewe won’t allow yourself to look into her sparkling eyes. She doesn’t speak, but she wraps her arm around your waist and guides wewe in to her office. wewe sit on the kitanda and stare at the tiles on the floor, nervous about the pending conversation.
“What do wewe want to talk about,” she inquires, leaning against her desk. wewe inadvertently let your eyes wander up the curves of her long legs, to her hips, and up to her torso where wewe stare at her beautifully toned stomach, resisting the urge to walk over and places kisses on every inch of her exposed skin.
Your voice cracks as wewe speak. “I...I can’t do this,” wewe say, tears already starting to well up in your eyes.
“Can’t do what, Marissa,” she says, her voice a mix of anger and sadness.
“Us,” wewe state plainly. “We have to go back to being friends," wewe finish, standing up. Your voice seems sure, but if she looked at wewe right now, she’d know wewe were lying. wewe hear her sigh as she walks towards you, and she places her hands on your hips. Tilting your chin up and looking into your eyes, she begins to speak.
“I can’t go back to being friends, Marissa. This…us…this is living,” she starts, obviously near tears.
“And friends...that's waiting and I won't go back. I can’t go back. wewe know wewe don’t want this. Without you, I have nothing, Marissa,” she says, her voice pleading wewe to stay. “Please, baby, we can work on this. wewe can do this...we’ll take it slow...no zaidi sex...whatever wewe want. Just please...don’t leave me,” she says, the pleading becoming zaidi urgent. wewe make the mistake of looking in her eyes and wewe see the tears forming there. wewe can’t break down now.
"Look Alex,” wewe stay, stepping away from her and looking at the ground. “You know I’m straight. wewe and I...we...we'd just be better at friends,” wewe stammer, trying to convince yourself zaidi than her. wewe look in her eyes one zaidi time and see that she’s already set up the walls around her heart. wewe wish wewe could do the same, but no walls in the world could block the pain wewe feel from the words she says next.
"Well inayofuata time wewe wanna experiment, go fuck another girl and make her fall in upendo with you, but don't come back to me.”
wewe stand there in a state of shock, her words echoing in your mind. ‘She’s in upendo with me,’ wewe think as wewe open your mouth to speak. “Al...” wewe start, but she cuts wewe off before wewe can even finish her name.
“Just go,” she says angrily, motioning towards the door. wewe turn away from her, unable to let her see wewe cry. The tears fall freely as wewe run out of her office and up the stairs to your car. wewe climb in and slam the door, not noticing the person sitting inayofuata to wewe as the steady tears turn into loud sobs.
