I guess I just missed the girl that raised my self-esteem last night only for me to go ahead and kill it again.
I didn't care whether she was angry with me, or she hated me. All I wanted was to see her, even if I wouldn't be able to say a word. I just wanted to see her.
I took one more breath and turned to leave her room, I went straight for my room because I noticed tears had begun to well up in my eyes again.
"No! I refuse to cry again!". I said to myself as I entered the bathroom in my room. I looked in the mirror and I'm not kidding when I say this, I looked miserable!. I hated it, I hated the feeling of being miserable, being treated like I was a houseboy. Everything I have had to endure at the hands of Joyce and her sisters.
I was fed up with my life being mediocre. So I decided to take the reins and change that, do what's good for me, at least I had a upper hand on Joyce now and Esther seem to have had a U-turn, and Faith. She'll come around and if she doesn't. So be it.
"You'll be alright boy". I said to the young lad in the mirror.
I looked down at my still throbbing dick and said.
"You this man, what is wrong with you?". I was starting to wonder why I was still hard, even with how shitty I felt.
My mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts at once, the headache didn't help either. I got tired of looking at myself in the mirror and left the bathroom.
I needed something to distract me and "Go on twitter" was all my mind could suggest as I left the bathroom. That was the last place I should be but okay.
I picked up my phone on the bed and it was dead. I didn't charge it, what'd I expect? so I opted for Esther's tablet which I didn't think she would give to me but it was worth trying anyway.
I went to the sitting room and sat on a chair next to the Ipad, looking for the perfect moment to take it and ask her to type in her pin and that I needed to use it. I wanted it to feel natural so I joined her in watching her movie.
She was watching a Rom-Com kind of movie and to be fair I enjoyed watching it. That was surprising because I mostly watched Action themed movies.
"Can I use your Ipad please?". I said. She didn't seem to hear me, oh! I was only rehearsing it.
"Can I use your tab please?". I said out loud. Expecting an entirely different response.
"Umm.. For what?". She asked. Not taking her eyes off the TV She gave me the response I was expecting but she wasn't mean about it.
"I need to send and reply some emails for Uncle Dan". I lied obviously.
"Alright. You can have it"She said.
At this moment, I knew something was up with Esther.
She told me the password as I picked the Tablet up, I logged into my Twitter account and went to my profile to check my mentions.
The first few tweets were mostly about people talking about the party and how our little drama made it an all round party.
While I was scrolling, I came across a post, someone actually caught Ken punching me on video. I gave my jaw a little rub as i watched the video over and over again.
I don't know what the feeling was, but I know I was happy someone caught it on video, it would surely come in handy. I saved the video and sent it to my email.
I was about to log out when I saw Michael's post, I thought it was just going to be a appreciation post but boy was i wrong.
The tweet was retweeted by Tobby's handle. and it read "Ladi and Faith probably got around the bend because of the aphrodisiac LMAO"
"Aphrodi what?"
Now, for those who don't know what an Aphrodisiac is: It is more or less a drug, they work by increasing libido, arousal, and sometimes blood flow, which can contribute to an erection if the person is already sexually stimulated.
"Oh fuck!" I muttered as I used my right hand to check if my dick was still erect, I completely forgot I would know without touching it and unsurprisingly it was still very hard.
I felt a wave of panic wash through my body. "Maybe Tobby was just being sarcastic" I thought.
"No, it Micheal's tweet!", Panic was beginning to set in and I will tell you why shortly. I checked more tweets and nobody was saying anything about it.
I decided to check Faith's profile to see if she tweeted or replied, and to my surprise, she didn't. She even deleted some of the tweets and retweets she posted, most of the ones where she was defending me.
I was busy scrolling through my feed when I realized a few things.
My right hand was still on my dick.
I was in the sitting room.
I WASN'T ALONE!!!
I took my eyes off the tablet and looked down at my dick... keeping my head down I looked up towards Esther's direction.
Even if it was only for a second, I caught her staring at me. She looked away immediately we made eye contact.
"Oh what the actual fuck she was staring at me!".
I'd never felt so embarrassed before. "Why can't I just have a normal day for fuck sake?", I thought as I logged out of my Twitter account and dropped the tablet on the chair.
I muttered the word "Thanks" and when I tell you I ran to my room. I ran as fast as I could.
I got to my room and hurriedly pulled my joggers down to check out my dick. and there it was. It felt so hard that it actually started to hurt.
This had the potential to be the worst day of my life.