10

Nnamdi

I noticed that his eyes darkened, he was restless and he looked hot in this very cold atmosphere, he was fidgeting, rubbing guiltily on his neck, he stared more at my lips, I choose to ignore those things. I wanted to make conversations to ease up the tension, but it didn't, it heightened it more.

He was ruthless with me, he held me down and ruthlessly had his way, I was understanding from the beginning for friendship sake, but that wasn't working, he took what he wanted. It wasn't in anyway unpleasant. when he moaned, my chest constricted and my belly flattered.

I saw his bulging crotch, in fright, I pushed him away, later he wanted to hit me for what I said, I didn't know why he didn't. I wanted him to do so badly to know if I could hate him. he left furiously and didn't turn back.

He didn't bother reaching out to me after that scene, he didn't even call or even text, I was worried but I didn't even have the will to start it, maybe I still resent him. For two Sundays, I didn't breathe a sign of him, I knew he was by avoiding me or maybe me too.

It was Friday, when my phone vibrated with his message,

Daniel: "let's see in the field".

He was so audacious, he is order ing me around after zoning me out. Me; "is it that easy for you?"

He was typing for a while before he sent a "PLEASE"

My heart melted, if the "please " came with an emoji, it would be better that way, but imagining his face, the "please" would be more demanding. "Okay" I typed back.

The next day, Saturday, Grace and I had our first fight. She wanted us to make-out or have the sex she had wanted for a while but I just wanted to talk, she fired up and accused me of not loving her enough, she told me how her friend's man treated her and concluded that I was "slow" and "foolishly principled" for her, she took her bag and left, I didn't wish to be like her friend's man and my mind wasn't stable enough for any of that, talking with her will help me a lot because I was genuinely in love with her not because of her body. Why was everyone angry that I refuse to share my body?

I came straight to the field on Sunday, I saw him for the first time in two weeks, he looked different with his new hair cut, he played roughly like always. Few minutes after he saw me, I was sitting on the trunk of the car, he ran over and leaned by my side, for peace, I choose to ignore him,

"You are okay right?" His face lightened but he was ignoring my piercing gaze, his skin glowed from his sweat,

I nodded, I missed him and I was scared that he might see them in my eyes or from my voice, I was frustrated when he ignored me all weeks. We didn't talk but silently watched the game. Basil and other guys joined later, they made jokes and laughed the hardest, Daniel didn't listen or maybe he didn't want to laugh, but I did, I was laughing loudly.

Both of us remained when everyone departed, his silence gave me a unsettling feeling, "it's time for me to go home" I got down from the trunk, couldn't help saying

He pulled closer, "I know, just stay, for a while, I will drive you home" his eyes pleaded, I didn't know why I agree to him so much. The next thing, he had his arms around me, clasping me tightly. " Am sorry, Please, let's go back to the way we are, I promise to be better this time" he whispered in my ears

As a sign of my forgiveness and acceptance of my friendship, I held him close too,clasping his neck, our face rubbing each other, My heart rate slowed and tightened when he kissed my forehead before letting me go. For the first time I felt so adored and appreciated. He was so good at making me extremely and melting down with the slightest apologetic manner.