Feeling her hands go through his body, touching every part on it, he felt her breath on his neck as she was caressing him on the isolated part of the road and just when her hand was teaching his trouser to unzip it, hence taking his shaft out, Gael caught up her hand and asked,
" What are you doing here?", his voice could be heard with so much anger in it.
"I came to see my boyfriend", she answered back but Gael, asking her to leave before he does something they both will regret, Lisa, gave him a long stare and asked him whether he was cheating on her. Gael could not believe the nerves she had to ask him such a question but Lisa always being the crazy type, held him saying,
" You are mine Gael, and no one else can make you aware of me".
Getting tired of her incessant nagging, he grabbed her by the arms, and keeping his eyes on her he warned her never to show her face before him again else he was going to redesign it for her, and only then will she have some sense.
Gael spoke out as he left her there heading to his house to get some sleep. He had a task to carry out the next day so he had to be in form for it and staying ether with Lisa, was just going to get him more pissed. Walking back into the house, he held his chest feeling an uncontrollable pain in his chest, as he had managed to overcome one fear that was something he thought he could never be able to do and that was to yell out at Lisa her promiscuous ways.
Not wanting to disturb his mom, he closed the door quietly while giving rise to his way to his room to catch some sleep.
The incessant ringing from Yvonne's phone was disturbing her ears and not want to pick up the call as it was her mom who was the caller, she turned on the 'do not disturb mode on her phone bringing about total silence as she could not call her anymore. Yvonne loved her mother so much but her lack of self-love and confidence was killing her slowly.
She could not understand why her mother had to always take what society wants from her so seriously that she is forced to stay with a man who does not value her just because she wants to seek validation from others. It was very absurd to Yvonne but she had to respect her mother's decisions as she was old enough to know what she wished for.
The thought of all those things, made her sick and each passing day, she felt more depressed though she had everything financially, yet she still felt unhappy. Picking up her pad from the table, she glanced through her pictures when she always went on vacation, letting out a smile that made her feel better during that moment.
"How time flies", she spoke out with a smile on her lips and without holding back, a tear dropped down from her eyes. Yes, though she was a strong woman who had everything that she wanted, Yvonne still got to feel lonely in the vast world that she was living in. Her mother was head over heels for someone who doesn't value her and being the only child, it was not easy as she had no siblings to talk to
Most times, when things became tough, she will think of going to her friend's house to spend some days just so she could get someone totality butt her stay was never long because of Tasha's endless harassment for her to get a man and be loved.
Pulling herself on the table, while she drops the notebook on the table, Yvonne arranged the pillow under her head before finally putting off the lamp by her bed. Her thoughts were slowly narrowed to her activity that was to take place the next. Wiping off her tears and whispering to herself that she is strong, she turned by the side as she waited for the sweetness of sleep to take control over her being.
It was morning already as the birds sand in the sky, signaling that dawn was already closed the continual noise from her alarm clock filled her whole room and it was time for her to wake up and prepare for the day. Struggling under her sheets, Yvonne, extended her hands reaching for the alarm that was on her table in an. attempt to stop it from going out loud.
" Oh my goodness it is morning already", she exclaimed, gathering herself together so as to have the strength needed to wake up from the bed. Her eyes were red from too much sleep and her torso was heftily drawing her back from getting down from her bed. Yvonne had to disregard what her body wanted at that moment and step out of the bed as her mind was telling her.
It was a very difficult decision to give rise to every sunrise but she had to as it had become a routine she had to follow. If she was not waking up early to go to work, she was to wake up early to do other things like cleaning up the house or going for her jogging as well as her morning workouts.
"Wakey wakey sleepy head", she muttered as she went down heading directly onto her lavatory to through some col water on her face and brush her teeth. It was something that always worked for her every time so she did it constantly to avoid sleep.
The next thing she did after that, was to fix her bed so as not to be tempted to slide back into her sheets. Walking to the wardrobe, she searched for the outfit for the day because she had so many sports outfits depending on the season.
" Yes, this is perfect", she talked.