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THE GIRL WITH A THOUSAND BUTTERFLIES CHAPTER ONE
Do you know the love of my life? You should. Is this a love story if you don't know the one with the power of spring controlling these fluttering creatures inside of me? The one making me spin and spin and spin and…fall. I had lived my life thinking I was the main character of a novel, a romance novel to be exact. Maybe a little comedy, some sprinkles of mystery but overall a heartwarming love story complete with a meet cute filled with butterflies, a love confession that surpassed that of Anthony Bridgeton and most importantly an happy ever after where our children sit by our feet with awe as we tell our stories for the hundredth times. I was hopeless when it came to the matters of love, maybe because I watched too many rom-coms or spent too much of my sleeping hours obsessing about finding the boy of my dreams. Maybe I was just born this way, who knows?But I did know the reason for why I couldn’t stop dreaming even with my eyes wide open. Hussein. I couldn't even say his name ou
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Our Uber ride arrived a few minutes later, it was a lady on the wheel. She saw me and immediately called me African Queen. My head nearly burst in feathers from the flattery she showered on us. You know if an African woman says you are beautiful, it means you are spectacularly stunning that day. Imagine if Hussein saw me. His jaw probably hit the floor. We headed to his house first to pick him up before we zoomed to Victoria Island where the show was happening in the next three hours. With the traffic included, we should be there with one hour left to settle and take pictures. Hussein lived in an estate similar to ours, the main gate opened to the road sandwiched with similar looking duplexes. He lived in one with his brother and his two nephews. The kind woman parked as I had instructed. I didn't wait for the car to roar to the end before I clicked the door open. Nikki decided to stay behind, watching me go with a teasing knowing look. I knew she was talking about me to the drive
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I was bawling when Nikki opened the car door for me."Jeez! What happened?" She panicked. She held me by the shoulders and tried to look me in the eyes. I pressed my hands to my face and the tears didn't stop running. I remembered the mascara I had watched in a YouTube tutorial to achieve strand by strand definition. It was rolling down to waste. "Why? Nikki, why? How– I don't know, Nikki. I don't know what I did wrong. How is this happening to me? I love him, I– I do. I really love him. I don't understand. I– I– don't…how can he not– love me? How can he? I-I– love him." "He said…that?""He has a girlfriend. In there.""What? Are you sure? Hussein? Girlfriend?" Nikki shook her head in disbelief. "Nonye. She is–" Broken sobs were the last thing out of my mouth. "He is stupid." Nikki said like it was all the explanation I needed. She tore my hands from my face before she pulled me into a hug and brought me to sit close to her.“It’s okay.”“It’s not!” I snapped. "It's not okay. I
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Romeo. Real life Romeo. In front of me. I swallowed like a rock the size of my head was forcing through my throat. He was made of lava or maybe lava was made of him, I don't know– no one knows. My eyes scanned him head to toe like a machine detecting metal. He wore a skin tight burning red turtleneck shirt that hugged his slender frame and tucked that into one shiny scarlet leather pants and paired with Balenciaga platform boots. And the worst of all…his locs were dyed blood red.It was Valentine's Day, I knew that but this guy already looked drop dead gorgeous when he rocked his plain black locs and used a lip balm on his pink lips. How can they do this to us? To me? To my poor heart? That red pumping thing stopped pumping for a solid minute, I must say. His light brown skin complemented his whole scarlet package too well; they could be woven together and we would never know.I swallowed again, that damn rock wasn't moving anywhere. "Hi," he said. His smile, as usual, made his g
THE GIRL WITH A THOUSAND BUTTERFLIES CHAPTER FIVE
The sonorous Arabic melody pierced into my sweet, sweet dream and pulled me by my foot out of it. Two days later, I was still dreaming about him, about that day when my heart burst with no hesitation for him. I never got angry at the alarm imposed on me by the estate's mosque because it was around the same time I should be awake if I was to meet my school bus. Well, except today, I groaned out loud, my chest tightened with annoyance. Romeo was just about to kiss me. This was the third time in a row of unsuccessful kiss attempts. We got so close, the stars grew brighter and swirled in the night sky, his eyes found my lips first then he leaned with his and bam! Something or someone dragged me away from my fantasy. At this point, I wanted to believe there was someone playing games with me somewhere. I hope that person choke on his spit or something. If it was not going to happen in real life, at least let me have it in my dreams for goodness's sake. I wasn't usually like this, I don'
THE GIRL WITH A THOUSAND BUTTERFLIES CHAPTER SIX
Three years agoIt didn't matter if I died, my dad wasn't coming home. The sky was pink with dawn, misted with chilly dews still falling onto my window pane. My vision was blurry for two reasons, the foggy window and my foggy eyes. The fever had pooled hot tears in my eyes till it overflowed, creating a path along my burning cheeks to my heavy jaw onto the oversized sweater I had curled my tiny frame into. Steady wisps of breeze escaped into the room from the one inch space I made at the edge of the window frame. The harmattan wind caused me to shiver with goosebumps erupting under my clothes but I didn't close it all through. Inside of me must have had the blacksmith furnace burning without reserve, I wanted nothing but an ice bath even if it would kill me in this condition.I picked my phone from where I had dropped it one second ago to check the time. Time moves slowly when you become aware of it. It was five fifteen in the morning. I had been awake for four hours now but it sur
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The bus moved after we entered. We were five minutes late but somehow the bus driver had managed to wait for us. I wished he didn't. I wanted to go back home and empty my eye sockets. I wanted to scream till I woke up from this unfair dream. But Nikki, she never let me be when I got sad. After that day she adopted the belief that I was itching to go back to the knife every time my little heart got cloudy. And she couldn't be more wrong. I had developed the unbending will to live, that was why my therapist didn't need to see me again. It was almost a rebellion against everything that was bent on making me wallow in agony. My father ceased to be a bother to me, the empty house made me feel like a Disney princess because only princesses are locked up in a castle. Like a battle knight, I had been toughened to mount this journey of life with unrelenting drive and a pocket full of passion.I will live. I will get all that I desire, all that I deserve. I will love someone. I will find some
THE GIRL WITH A THOUSAND BUTTERFLIES CHAPTER EIGHT
The surroundings of my dad's hospital were the only beautiful part of the hospital, inside was as grey as a graveyard and as white as heaven. They really had to make hospitals in the colours of death. If it was up to me, I would throw in some pinks and lilacs to give the anguished hearts that patrol these hallways something pleasant to look at. Everyone could used a break in the monotony of dreary grey and wilting white that made one feel like they were in the stomach of death the monster. I know I did feel that way the last time I was here. The hospital's compound made sure to have everything not found on the inside, as a compensation I suppose. Flowers, my favourite thing, were in every direction that the neck turned. Some forgotten Christmas lights still tangled in the shrubs shone dimly in the twilight. It was life, twinkling in the dark like a promise, like a tangible hope that somehow this life riddled with affliction and endless agony would end in joy, maybe in this world, may
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