After It Happened

Chapter 4: 3

31st January, 2018

Danielle,

Camille and I made up today. Of course I apologized, she was looking so miserable the past few days

and kept giving me these sorry looks. Choosing to be the bigger person, I called her aside and

apologized for ditching her. I also pointed out what she did wrong and she gave a pained cry as she

hugged me. Although I didn't really feel hurt, she deserved to learn so she could be a better friend to

someone who actually felt something.

My cousin, Aunt Amara's youngest child, Dubem, came to visit us today. He is just a year older than

me. He hugged me tight and ruffled my hair before greeting his mom and Grammy. I remember us

being really really close, best of friends before 'it' happened and then me growing distant. I think that's

because I can't smile with him without feeling something or someone is missing.

Over dinner, Dubem told us his experiences as a first-year student at the university. He dragged me to

my room immediately he dropped our plates at the sink. Sitting cross-legged on my bed, he waited for

me to tell him about everything that has happened since he left.

I remember the night we had been sitting this way facing each other and he had my first kiss. It was

more of a peck on the lips though, like we were just testing the waters. We had a huge crush on each

other, or maybe I was just the one who had a huge crush on him. He was the first person to get over

the stupid crush.

He called me that day so eager to tell me how he finally asked this pretty girl he liked out. That was the

day everything happened. The hurt I felt sitting on my bedroom floor that afternoon was the last

emotion I remember feeling before my world went black and white.

2nd February, 2018

Danielle,

You won't believe what happened today. The nerve of that C-Jay boy. It has been almost two years.

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Also considering the fact that he tried to make my life hell by spreading all those rumors. I really

thought he loved Camille, but of course I was wrong. Jerks will always be jerks.

I was returning the art supplies Mr.Bello had lent me. Yeah, I paint. It's not like I'm too good at it or

anything, but it's like a hobby. So, back to my story. I was just reaching for the top shelf where the

brushes were meant to be, when I felt a hand on my waist and another taking the brushes from my

hand and placing them where they're meant to be. I huffed considering the fact that I wasn't too short to

reach and turned to tell my unneeded helper off. Of course it was C-Jay.

He had this hooded look in his eyes which meant that something was totally wrong. He then started

telling me how he still loved me, to which I gagged in response. We never loved each other. Just the

thought of it made me sick. I just stared at him as he went on and on about how he missed me. Who

did he think he was fooling? I'm pretty sure he didn't fool me. My expression at the time must have

been screaming "You're a liar!",but as dumb as he was he never noticed because he chose that

moment to press his lips to mine.

Suddenly, he was groping everywhere. I pushed him away with all the strength I had, but he came back

again with equal force his hand trailing my body, reaching for my waist then going lower. I pushed him

away again, harder this time. After telling him to get a hold of himself, I left the art room. Maybe his

girlfriend wasn't giving him enough lately. It was no secret that C-Jay cheated on Camille a lot. I am

sure she knows this, but chooses to ignore that fact. I think she loved him or something, and I wasn't

ready to persuade her out of her toxic relationship if she wasn't ready.

During lunchtime, Camille kept staring at me when she thought I wasn't looking, but still avoided my

eyes. When she turned suddenly to give a very long kiss to her boyfriend like she was proving a point, I

knew something was wrong. C-Jay was shocked at first, but he returned her kiss and it soon turned out

to a making out session. I all but gagged thinking about how those lips were on mine few minutes ago. I

easily blocked the couple out making a mental note to talk to my friend later.

When I tried to talk to Camille after school, she looked at me with pained teary eyes and hissed loudly

before leaving me confused and shocked. Such a drama queen.