'Don't pretend to be what you're not, instead, pretend to what you want to be, it is not pretence, it is a journey to self realization.'
–––––'Michael Bassey Johnson'
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"Check It out Annika, 3o'clock miss Barbie Is flashing some giveaway to that innocent man over there"ginger tapped my distracted posture and I looked at the one and only Barbie the second.
She was definitely spilling out and I tell you, if she doesn't fall face flat before the celebration is over, then her ancestors are watching over her. With the dress she's wearing, I bet that was something she picked out from her closet in a hurry and then stretched into a gown, which reaches her mid thighs. Ginger wasn't holding it, she continued laughing at the fact she was over trying and that got her few confused glance from people around.
"My goodness!" she exclaimed, and I knew I had to keep it down if not she aren't stopping anytime soon.
"She looks like a sardine squeezed inside that dress"I too lightly laughed because it was technically the fact. Who in there right sense would wear something that is totally unforgivable and unbearable to wear... just to look good.
After wiping some few trace of tears from our cheek, ginger apparently got herself an admirer and right now she's blowing some steam on his crouch. Rocking the hell out of the handsome man. I bet she won't be coming home tonight because she'd see to fulfill her needs. Pitifully, I sticked my butt on the chair and refused to mingle with others. What I really want is to get home and sleep, nothing more. I yawned at the sight of Ciara resting her head on Nikator broad chest and with the way he continuously rubbed her hips has they moved to the rhythm of the soft sexual music.
Ten minutes later, ginger joined me on with a few clicks of wink. She was totally gonna get some things this night with the man having a conversation with another five meters away. The need to go to the restroom urged in and I was about to stand up before the big loud mouth of the host requested for I, 'Annika' to dance with the groom, Nikator.
Yes it's customary for the groom to dance with his wife sister, but not in this ceremony. If those who doesn't have a sharp eyes to observe, then they are literally blind by the fact am about to melt with the eyes staring at mine. Ciara pecked his lips and went back to the stage, were both seat were arranged for the couples. Leaving her dearest husband on the stage, who was awaiting my presence.
Annika Smith would gladly decline and leave to relieve her self but the only reason she's standing foot to foot with Nikator is because of the push from ginger. Nothing would have made me stand here with this unholy, sinful sexy man right this minute.
I don't know who touch first, all I do know is that the whole place was quiet and we were already moving to the rhythm of the song. Everything around me disappeared, nothing was seen by this eyes of mine but to the man holding hand in a tight grip and my hips.
Hissing in displeasure of the way he was holding me, physically causing harm to my body...I had to speak up. At first, if he didn't do that i'd stay quiet till the end of the dance but with what he's doing am not gonna keep shut.
"Can you lessen your grip?"I asked, looking directly at his eyes.
He didn't reply back but added more pressure to my hips, and I hissed more to this. Okay, this man really, really hate me to do this. What I don't understand is why?.
Ever since I got here, have gotten nothing but glare from his family members, like it's a trait or something. First I noticed was his mom glare and then aunt, then my parents and now Nikator.
"You're hurting me"I spat out with anger boiling inside me.
"Not more than you doing to my wife and your parents"his deep angry voice send chill to my spine. Well I won't have any if he eventually breaks my hip and that of my spine.
"What?"I asked in disbelief.
What rubbish is he talking about?.
"I don't know what you talking about Mr, and I don't care. Let go of me now"with much determination right this moment, I was ready to walk out of him, even though the song hasn't ended. The man would break my hip and hand before then and I really need the hand for work.
"Annika Smith, sister to my wife but yet both different"he said with whisper.
"Of course we different, am more beautiful and intelligent"I said with impudent. His wife wasn't that perfect and when he do find out the woman he married, I'd be in my couch popping in some cheese balls.
"Don't sassy with me miss Smith. Digging into your life history since birth, I can't help but laugh at the unclean record pertaining to you".
He didn't just say that. And what the heck!.
"You investigated me?"I snapped and he just stared.
"You have no right to do that"I gritted my teeth at this excuse of a man.
"As a matter of fact I do. When it comes to people who'll cause pain to the ones I care about, yes I do have the right"he tightened his grip more and that made me to lean towards his chest. This man will surely get it from me!.
Luckily enough, the music ended and I pushed myself from him and went straight to my seat. Gulping down some water to ease the burning anger, hanging on my throat.
Ginger looked at me with worry but I didn't care, all I saw was RED. He was busy listening to what Ciara said but his eyes trailed to mine.
"Oh my gosh! Ciara your waist is bruised"she gaps and touched it making me wince in pain.
"I thought it was something unclear I was seeing when you guys were dancing, didn't know that he was actually causing you pain. And don't you dare say it relates to Ciara because am going to snap"she ranted and I held her shoulder to calm her down.
"Is of no use. All I can do is stay the hell out of this people lives and Nikator, especially"I mumbled.
"Still up to leave"I nodded to her words. There's nothing this place has to offer anymore for me.
"The night is getting old ginger,am leaving so you can enjoy with your spicy sauce over there"I direct my eyes to the man who was heading to were we sat.
"Okay, see you later or tomorrow"I winked and left with my purse clingy to my tight grip.
The exit was blocked by my mom and I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
"What the hell was that Annika?"she folded her hand and whisper yelled.
"What now mother?".
Am obviously drained right now and don't have any strength for this.
"Everyone could clearly see the intense interaction between you two. What the hell did you talk about to make him angry?"she snapped.
"Or what he did to make me angry. Make up your mind mother because this is getting irritating more and more".
"If you don't have anymore thing relevant to talk about, I'll be on my way"I breezed pass the angry woman.
Everyone is on my neck, like what the hell!.
My plan to leave must push through because I can't deal with this shit anymore. It's obvious that am not wanted and tends to cause unhappiness during celebrations and all.
All I can say is good luck to the newly wed couples, especially to Nikator because he needs it.
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