Chapter 2: I think I love her

BRUNO'S Point of View.

I got home at night having the whole scenario playing in my head.

Who was she?

Do Mermaids still exist ?

These were the questions I was trying to decipher in my bedroom.

I stood alone, refusing to have dinner, reminiscing on the whole situation.

My eyes dimmed like a city in total darkness. My heart skipped, creating a very big space for her. Sitting on my bed, staring at the wall, deeply engrossed and caught up with sentiments.

I was completely frozen in my seat, eyebrows raised in total arousal, startled and glued by her pictures that were scattered all over my wall.

Strengthening myself to my bed, my mind left me with some very emotional questions.

Was I hallucinating?

No, I don't think so, or could it be I was just startled and astonished that my dream came true, even if it came as a shock.

Oh my gosh!,

How could a Mermaid creep into my heart and completely steal it?

No, no Bruno. Is this really true?

I asked myself, giving that naive and surprised attitude.

Okay, now at this point, I think I'm obsessed.

But she's a mermaid?

Yes, I know, but I love her.

I replied to myself, almost getting roared up.

This is freaky crazy, Gosh !

I stood up, walked to the mirror and stood there for a few minutes, resting my arms on the table, completely glued to the mirror.

In the mirror, I could behold her very colorful tails, her face and even her black curly hair.

It was indeed a mystery.

Though I have wished for it

But I never knew it was going to come so soon.

I moved out of the mirror and walked towards the wall and took the picture frame of my fiancé.

I was already in a very serious relationship with Kim and to crowd it all we were getting married soon.

Beholding her frame on the wall, I tenaciously held it to my fist as I literally began to fight with myself.

It wasn't a physical fight though, but you could feel the confusion, my plight at that particular time.

So many questions shut up in my head, giving me so much advice, tough times and sort of playing mind-games with me.

“Yes I love Kim”

But I just found Bianca where my heart and thoughts belong.

Just during our first meeting, she had already grabbed my attention and stolen a part of my heart unknowingly.

What will Kim think about me ?

A player, a Man who lacks integrity, a gamer who just wants to play around with people's emotions and feelings?.....

I asked myself these questions as I walked around my bedroom seeming like I was given a hard-minded puzzle to crack.

My doors shut, windows close, lights off and my music playing solemnly in the background. I decided to ponder upon the whole situation.

I opened my mini fridge right there in my room, took out a glass of wine, not knowing it was a bottle of alcohol.

I sipped it bit by bit as I walked restless in my room.

In a short while, I was wasted, and I slept off completely drained.

The next morning, a soft knock was heard on my bedroom door.

Who is it ?

I asked myself

It was Carl, my lovely mother.

Seeming disturbed, I needed to open the door for my mom. I staggered my way out of bed.

Dressed in a red gown, she has already set off for work for her company where she deals in Fashion and Beauty.

Carl, my mother, appeared in front of my door.

"Son, what happened?

She asked me, seeming so interested in my situation.

"You haven't even removed your clothes you went out with. Why is your room stuffy? What happened?"

She asked me, staring at the 3 bottles that were resting on the table.

I was completely mute for a second.

She came forward and touched me on my cheeks.

"My son, I am your mother, and you know I love you. Come sit down on the bed. Now I want you to tell me what happened ".

She asked, completely worried.

"Did you see a ghost or something? Did anyone threaten you or did you incur any form of losses in the company entrusted to you by your late father, my husband ?"

She pressed on.

"Speak to me."

She drew closer to me and stared directly into my eyes.

Hmm,

In Order to end her further questions, I answered "Mom, everything is totally fine, I'm just stressed, it was a stressful section yesterday.

But even so, she still wasn't convinced.

" Son, look me in the eyes and repeat exactly what you said.

“No, I completely don't accept it, I mean look at you, your eyes are dim and dull, I can even see through you that you're completely wasted and there you sit down telling me that everything is okay ".

At this point, I was already tired of further interviews. My mom was held back on her words, she wasn't backing down. So I decided to tell her the truth from my heart. Though it came from an almost desolate point, cos at that point I was completely restless because of the whole situation.

"Mom, okay, if you insist I will tell you. "

I finally agreed to spill the tea.

She felt really happy and eager to hear it and drew closer to me, giving me that total attention that a mother will give to her child.

Just as I was about to spill, a call came in from the FRSC and other agencies that witnessed what happened through Diana's phone. My fiancé, who I was probably getting married to in a couple of months, had an accident on her way to the office this morning.

At first, I was not eager to pick up or take any calls, but when I saw it was an unknown number, I had to pick up because it might be a client or a big brand who may want to partner with our company.

I was like," Mom sorry let me take this call for just a minute, and in a few seconds I was already screaming "WHAT!!!" .

My mom asked what happened.

I broke the news to her, and immediately we fled to the hospital.

Oh my goodness, it was indeed a shock to us and right inside the car we said our different prayers and good wishes that nothing bad happened to Kim, my fiancé.