Hello fate

I got angry until I didn't realise she was living next door. I went back to work and even the workers noted my mood and avoided me in every way possible. So, how would God allow such a thing? Give my soul mate another guy? The funny thing is that Angelina had just arrived. She even didn't know me. Crazily, I not only had feelings for her, but had fallen in love. This was crazy, how would I even explain to anyone that am in love with someone I've just met?

That day work which I loved turned up to be boring. It was a long evening. After work, I took a bodaboda and went home. In the same time, a range lover arrived. And this energetic, young and tall guy alighted. It was his car. He was a stranger to me but he respectfully greeted me and after that, he moved to the house Angelina had gone. Rang the bell and Angelina opened the door, hugged him followed by a light kiss and before they entered, she spotted me. Then called, "Hi Erastus, this is Archie, my boyfriend. Archie, that is Erastus, I met him today. Said goodnight and then entered the house.

At that time, tears were wetting my face. Was this jealousy or was it true love? My mind said it was lust by my heart could not listen. It was like I could see a promised apple in the other side of the river but there was a monkey climbing the tree to get my apple. Was I supposed to cross the river and go claim my apple or throw stones to chase away the monkey?

That night, I was confused, agitated, angry and all I could think of was Angelina. Since lunch, I hadn't eaten but hunger was locked away from controlling me. I wished to sleep and have this wonderful dream with Angelina besides me. This was a real life soap opera.

From a guy who had love for having crazy parties and plan for his future now was being parted by the new love for Angelina.

Even in the night, as I slept, I believed I could hear her heartbeat.

It was six in the morning when two gunshots woke me up from wonderland. They were followed by yelling. From what I could hear, the person yelling was in pain. I decided to listen to the Swahili saying that "yasiyo kuhusu, yawache" and I prepared myself for work wondering when Angelina would meet me. Since it was early, I made breakfast and ate it slowly. Turned up the TV and watched for a while and now ready to go, I locked the door.

By coincidence, Archie was too leaving. "want a ride? " That is how I ended up in my enemies car. But I really didn't have another option. In the car, it turned up that he was a talkative person. He explained to me that he was psychiatrist and they had moved here with Angelina due to family wars. He did not forget to mention that Angelina was all he had.

Strangely, I kinda liked him. No sooner had I alighted than I was welcomed by blood coming from inside my apartment to the outside. I was not only shocked but also frightened. My legs began to shake. It was Archie who came to rescue and saved me the energy to open the door.

Then a dead body. Blood spurring all over. And a gun (pistol) and broken window, and a note written in bold NO COPS OR CHARLOTTE DIES.

CHARLOTTE was my mothers name.