I found it hard to sleep, I was here for a week and already missed home.
Home, this word feels somewhat strange...I never had a home. I considered my school a home. There, I felt free and in peace.
My mind roamed through various memories, funny,sad, happy.
I bent over to my right, I attempted to find the perfect most comfortable sleeping position. It was hard to feel comfortable since I was six months pregnant.
Images of Eric kept appearing in my mind, I hated myself for it....
I tried really hard not to think. I grabbed my phone and opened my social media.
I saw a lot of messages, including Eric's. An urge to scan his messages came over me, however I couldn't. I didn't want to seem weak.
I had decided to live behind all who cared nothing about me. I would not break my own principles, no matter what.
Enough to seek love from those who do not consider.
"Ylva! Where are you now?!"
I read Junior's text . Junior is a good childhood friend of mine.
I frowned, it had been a while since we spoke. I had given my essence to Eric, I stopped talking to a lot of people for the sake of my relationship.
Nevertheless, in return, I got cheated on, Eric favoured other types of women.
It had been too late when I saw the signs that he did not love me. Unfortunately I had already loved him so deep.
My headache increased tremendously. Each an everyday got worse.
I do not know whether it is the hormones reacting to the gestation, or whether it was a mild fever rising.
I thought a lot before replying. Did he know I was out of Uige.
Uige, one of the province situated in the northwest Angola.
"Hi." He was online.
"Junior, how have you been?"
"Not fine obviously. That bastard got you pregnant and threw the responsibility all on you." I could sense rage in his text.
"Don't worry, I'm alright. Everything is fine now." I lied.
Nothing was fine I was still hurting. The person I loved hurt me so deep. He destroyed a part of me.
To worsen the situation, I still loved him. I literally smacked myself for it.
"Are you sure. I'm always here when you need to vent okay."
"Really I'm all good. Thanks." I was grateful. I had an elder brother, he would often bully me and repremand me when I wronged.
But never had he encouraged me to stand up and continue the hardship when I have failed.
I had to get heartfelt wishes from the outside.
"Where are you now?" He spoke, or better, texted. ðŸ¤
"Berlin." I replied flatly.
"Whoa... Terrific." Junior said.
"Although I don't like it much. Sorry I couldn't tell you earlier. I was just so fixed on Eric, that I had forgotten that there were people who genuinely cared about me." I spoke sincerely.
"Comprehensive, no need. Take care of yourself for my niece's sake, she needs a healthy mother. So do I."
My heart felt squized, he needs me. No one has ever said that to me before. My throat ran dry.
"I will give my all to heal." I assured.
"That's my sis ♥"
"Thanks Junior. You helped lighten my mood. Goodnight."
I felt sleepy, I was grateful for having Junior as a friend. He was more than a friend, he was a loving brother. He had warned me before about Eric. Hence, I was madly in love with him and couldn't see he did not love me. He only loved the pleasure my body radiated.
Wiping the disgust of the bitter truth, I closed my eyes as I dozed off to dreamland.