It's been almost an hour since my sister said yes and I'm already tired, about to go home. I head inside the house to freshen up before I plan to take my leave. Going in, I spot Ade coming out of the kitchen munching on a piece of chicken, since I want to avoid any further confrontations, I turn towards the living room but bumps into the worse. Uncle Ola.
He eyes me from my head down to my feet, waiting for me to acknowledge his presence. "Tobi, won't you greet your uncle?" he sneered.
"no I won't ." I snap.
"Still as rude and dirty as always. Look at you with your rugged hair. If I had a son like you, I'd have disciplined you shaped you to be a better man." He says with disgust. So I smile cheerily at his thin ugly face.
"sorry I'm not into pedophilic parents."
He huffs. His eyes tightening in anger. "how dare you?! I've told you to stop with that nonsense."
"same way I told you to stop lusting after little kids huh?" the man is disgusting. Ever since I caught him with his hands down a little girls shirt in one of our parties, I've hated him so deeply. Even though I reported him, the fact that I was twelve at the time and stubborn, nobody believed me.
I haven't seen him do that since then though. But I have a feeling he still does.
He looks around to see if anyone is coming. "you know no one believed you, so drop it. No one will ever believe what you say as a child and even now as an adult"
I roll my eyes and say really loudly. "oh don't worry, someone is going to put you in jail one day for your pedophilic nature. Don't worry."
"what the hell Tobi?" my father snaps behind me and I jump in fright. Oh fuck he was there when I said all that, shit. "I've warned you countless times to stop being rude to your uncle. What is your problem for Christ sake? Must you cost trouble everywhere you go?"
I glare at my dad. "he started it-"
"oh stop with your nonsense. You're an adult for Christ sake, it was cute when you were younger, now it's just upsetting." My dad snaps.
"what?" other people where streaming in now, our loud voices has drawn their attention. "I'm not lying dad. I saw him-"
"I said stop with the lies!" dad shouts. "we're tired of it. If you want to ruin your life with it, be my guest. But don't try to ruin someone else's. That's what we won't take from you."
"okay." I say, my voice bare audible. I look around to see my mom looking at me with sadness no pity on her face. The other faces with judgement and disgust. They all know me anyway. The arrogant and selfish boy. The liar. I hear a snicker behind me and I turn and see uncle Ola trying to hold in his laughter.
Fuck this. I mutter under my breath before pushing people out of the way to go outside. I brush past my sister and her now fiancé.
"hey Tobi what's going on inside?"
I hear her call to me but I ignore her and walk to my car, start the engine and drive off.
I really wanted this day to be perfect for my sister. I wanted to be here for them, to share their happiness with them today. But I guess I'm just to volatile to put my sister first, to put my pride away. My God, I am pathetic.
I look around where I drove myself to and well this is embarrassing. How am I parked here? At Malachi's again.
Ignoring my shame, I drive to the gate and after the necessary phone calls, the security man beeps me in.
I ring the doorbell. Whatshername opens the door. Mal's sister.
"oh you!" she smiles. "I wondered if you were going to comeback." Her brows furrow when she notices my dull expression. "she pulls me in. "are you alright?" she drags me to the kitchen and offers me a glass of water. I smile to myself at the similarity between Mal and his sister. It's cute.
"I'm alright." I say after drinking the water. "is Mal in?" I ask.
"yeah. He's in his bedroom."
I nod. "thank you."
I leave the kitchen and head up to his bedroom.
I knock.
"since when do you knock." Mal mumbles thinking it's his little sister. A little moment later, the door opens revealing him in all his beauty. His eyes widens. "Tobi. What are you doing here?"
I shrug. "I can leave if you want." I say while looking down.
"No it's okay. I was just surprised. Come in" he moves away from the door for me to walk in. I walk to the bed and collapsed on it after removing my shoes.
"are you okay?" he asks a after a while when I didn't move.
"Something happened." I mumble. I don't feel like talking about what happened. Mainly because he'll wonder why my parents didn't believe me. He'll find out I'm a dirty liar and this little attention he's giving me will be taken away. I can't have that. "I don't want to talk about it." I mutter.
He's silent for a while. "okay." He moves to the bed and sits on it. "what do you want to do then?" my eyes run up his body, at his rumpled pajamas and arousal sparks in my gut. "not that." He says.
I roll my eyes and slump back down on the bed. "I guess to just lay here."
"okay." He says before going back to his desk to continue working. I stay like that for a while then sleep welcomes me.
The next morning, I wake up feeling tired but incredibly warm. Very warm that I crack a lid open to see what it happening. Is someone cooking in my room? I open my eyes fully. First, I'm not in my room. And second, there's someone behind me, spooning me.
I almost panic before I remember staying at Mal's house the previous night. It's Mal spooning me on his bed. I sigh in relief and contentment and snuggle deeper in his arms.
"Stop moving around." A raspy sleepy voice says behind my ear. I grin feeling happy that's he's awake too. Feeling bold, I adjust again making sure to grind my ass against the very obvious erection poking me. He chokes on air. "fuck T. What the hell." He rasps. Tightening his hold on my waist. "You're asking for trouble." He groans as I keep teasing his dick with my ass. He stays a bit before jumping up out of the bed.
He glares at me and I smile sweetly back. "we aren't having sex again until we work things out between us." He growls and my smile falls from my face.
"What?! You can't do that."
He rolls his eyes. "I just did."
"but..but-"
"remember what we discussed earlier? You need to sort yourself out before we continue this."
I sigh feeling sad because he's right. Fuck. I hate that he's right.
"you needs to choose what you want and be sure about it. But remember.." he moves close and tilts my chin up with a finger. "your family loves you and they're important to you. Very important." He whispers before pressing a kiss on my lips.
I know. I want to come out to my parents but I'm scared. I'm scared something worse than what happened yesterday will repeat itself. I'm so scared but I can't stay away. I can't stay away from Malachi. It's like I'm driving down a hill with bad breaks. The disaster cannot be stopped. I can't stop it. I know I will crash and burn.
Fuck.