💃🏿💃🏿 His Not My Colour 💃🏿💃🏿
🏫A Crazy Nigerian Girl In An American school 🏫
✍️ Written by Wilfred Bright ✍️
Chapter Twenty Seven
😩 Elo’s Pov 😩
I rushed into my room and quickly took out my phone from my handbag, and then made to dial jake number.
“What’s it, what’s with the face.” My brother asks, on noticing the look i had on my face.
“I don’t have Jake’s number.” I said, frowning.
“What do you mean, by you don’t have his number, how is it possible that you don’t have your boyfriend’s phone number.” He questions, looking so confused.
“I do have his number, okay, I did have his number but Mrs Hunters asked her stupid men to wipe away all my contacts, and now I can’t contact Jake or even my friend rose.” I sighed angrily, sitting down on my bed, I feel so frustrated. Agh.
“This is really bad sis, you can’t call Jake and there’s no way, you can actually go back to America, number 1, there’s no money to buy you plane ticket, number 2, that wicked woman, might find out.”
“So what am I supposed to do now, brother.”
“I guess for now, we just have to believe in that popular saying, what’s meant to be will always be.” Oh geez.
“Erm, Rose, Rose, Rose.” I called out, trying to get rose to stop stabbing the poor spaghetti.
“Yes.” She answers looking up from her plate of food.
“Are you alright, if that sphaghetti is a human being, I’m pretty sure he had be dead by now.” I state.
“How do you expect me to be alright Carl, I am mad, I am mad at Elo, so mad at her. How could she, just pick up her bags, break up with Jake and then leave, without even telling me anything, I thought we were best friends, best friends are supposed to tell each other everything, everything!!.” She utters angrily, and, continued stabbing her food, I feel for you spaghetti. Why do I get this feeling, she’s actually picturing Elo’s face as she stabs the plate of spaghetti.
“Babe, maybe she had reasons to leave.” I said, in an attempt to calm her down.
“Of course, I know she has her reasons, and I’m angry at the fact, that she could not, even let me know what her reasons are before leaving, we are supposed to be best friends, Carl. Best of friends, and it hurts to know she couldn’t confide in me.”
“So… Which means, you don’t believe the words she said to Jake, about wanting his money.” I asks her curiously, actually I myself, I don’t really know what to believe, I don’t really think Elo is actually capable of doing that.
“Of course, I don’t believe it Carl, I and Elo has been friends, for a like a month and two weeks, and I know, she’s not someone who loves a guy because of money. She’s not that kind of person.”
“Hmm, well I guess we will just have to see how everything turns out but for now, babe you need to stop stabbing your spaghetti and actually eat it. How about that huh?.”
“Ugh, I just miss her so much.” She cries out, and continued stabbing the plate of spaghetti, oh boy.
😎Gage Pov 😎
I knocked on Jake’s door repeatedly and nobody answered.
“Do you think he is at home.” Emma asks, looking worried.
“Of course he is at home, where else would he be?.” I asks in a bored tone and knocked on the door again. No answer.
“Maybe he is not at home.” Emma says and I roll my eyes, “a heartbroken man, does not leave the comfort of his house, I’m sure he is in there. Jake, I know you’re in there and you better get your sorry ass up and come open this door right this minute.” I yelled and knocked again, I was about knocking the third time when the door got opened.
“Oh my God, guy you don’t only look like shit but you smell like shit, what the fuck happened to you.” I said, eyeing Jake from his head to toe, I’ve never seen Jake in such a horrible state before, I’m pretty sure, he hasn’t have an haircut, since the break up and that’s like five days now, jake looks like he has been living in a zoo.
“What do you guys want?” He asks, walking into the house and also ignoring my earlier statement, idiot.
“Forget when I said you stink, your house stinks more.” I said, placing a hand on my nose, I looked around Jake’s sitting room in disgust, the whole sitting room is littered with junk food, ugh, this place is a mess.
“What do guys want?.” He asks again, and plopping down on the sofa.
“Jake, what the hell is going on with you, just because Elo broke up with you, doesn’t mean you should live like an animal.” Emma utters, equally covering her nose with her palm.
“Emma is right Jake, you shouldn’t be living in this state.”
“I love her, and I freaking miss her, why would she even do such a thing, first it was Eva that cheated on me, and now Elo broke up with me, I begged her not to leave but she left anyway, maybe I should stop falling in love with women that, their names stare with E, they only end up breaking my heart.” Ohh geez, he must have really been in love with Elo, cause he wasn’t in this kind of state when Eva broke up with him.
“Hey, bro, I know you really feel hurts right now but you are a big mess, and I have one question, what happened to your maids, why have they not clean up all this mess.” Emma asks, looking around the house, eyeing the sitting room in disgust.
“I sent them home, gave them the week off.” Jake says boredly, his eyes on the television but I can tell his not actually watching it.
“Ugh, I guess we will have to call the cleaning company then but first you’re having a bath.” Emma says.
“I don’t want to have a bath.” Jake grumbles like a baby.
“Quit behaving like a child, Gage take him upstairs and make sure he has his bath, okay.”
“There’s no way I’m doing that, you don’t actually expect me to bath a fully grown man.”
“Ugh, I’m not asking you too bath him Jake, I’m asking you to make sure he has his bath, now move it.” Oh geez.
I ended up forcing a grown man to have his bath, and Emma called the cleaning company, and made sure the house is as good as new, and I end up blackmailing Emma, emotionally to go on a date with me. What can I say, I like her.
😶Jake’s Pov 🙃
The ringing of my doorbell, woke me up from sleep, and I wonder who’s the person. Please let it not be my sister and that idiot Gage, they should let me be in peace.
I sighed and got up from the couch and then walked over to the door, ready to give whoever is behind the door a piece of my mind.
“Eva, what are you doing here.” I asked shocked, on opening the door and seeing who actually woke me up from sleep.
“Hi Jake, good to see you to.” She says, pushing me out of the way, so she could come in. What the fuck.
“Eva, you’re the last person, I want to see right now, so get out of my house, right this minute, leave.”
“Don’t be like that Jake, I heard the Nigerian girl broke up with you, and so I decided to come spend a little time with you, and hopefully, heal your heart.” She says, with an unusual smile on her face.
“I don’t need you healing my heart, my heart is just fine, so get out.”
“I’m sorry babe but I can’t do that.” Eva says, and took off the long thick, heavy coat, she’s wearing and oh my freaking goodness, she’s naked.