Chapter 9 “Let go of her hand!”
It's been days since I saw or heard from Mr Mattias. Days that felt like eternity. Luckily it was Friday, which was the final day of my exam, which also meant I will be going over to Mr Mattias's house in two days time.
I sat on my seat. Waiting for my father to come pick me up, my car had broken down yesterday and my father had promised to come pick me up today. He always showed up late and I was already used to waiting for him, so I decided to stay back in class while I waited for his call. While waiting for him, I sat on my seat, lost in my thoughts, lost in the fact that I would finally be going over to Mr Mattias's house, what we would do, and how wild we would go.
“Shimma,” A familiar voice broke me from my thoughts. I looked up at him, at Blake.
“Are you free this evening?“ He asked me. I turned back to see if I was the one he was talking to. It couldn't be me.
“Me?“ I asked, placing my hand on my chest. He raised a brow.
“Yes of course, how about I take you out this evening, then we can talk…,”
“Talk about what,” I was too quick to ask. I folded my arm as I waited for his response. I watched a smirk escape his lips.
“Look Shimma, I know you must be mad at me, and I know I acted stupid towards you, but I want us back, I miss you, and I know that i fucking messed up. how about I explain things to you over dinner?” He mumbled.
For a split second, I couldn't put Blake's words together. Was he joking with me? Because the fact that he stood right in front of me, with the audacity and guts to blurt out this rubbish to me. How dare he think he can throw me out of his life and take me back like I am some piece of wood without emotion, without feelings? How dare he?!
“So wait, let me get this whole thing right, you say want me back?“ I asked. I could feel anger and rage running through my veins, yet I tried to compose myself.
“Yes, Shimma, I have realized my mistakes, and I am here to prove to you that I am truly sorry, and I want you to give me the chance to prove myself,” he said. I shut my eyes close, heaving in a deep breath, and letting out a heavy sigh. Trying to control this rage burning inside of me. Because this guy must truly be out of his goddamn mind.
“What about Carla, your ex, the one you left me for?“ I turned around to see if she was still in class, but she wasn't, she barely stayed in class, and her whereabouts were none of my business.
“Uh—we broke up,” he stuttered, scratching the back of his neck. I nodded with a smile.
“Let me guess, she left you like she did two years ago?“ I asked, I didn't need him to respond, his expression said it all. I nodded again.
Blake had caught Carla cheating with his best friend, all because his best friend was more wealthy and richer than he was, and not only that. She still went ahead to break up with him, not even feeling remorseful for sleeping with his best friend.
Blake couldn't shut up about how much he hated her and his best friend, and how much he wanted to make both of them pay.
While Blake was about to say another word to me. I noticed Carla walk past us, beside her was Benjamin, Blake's best friend. I couldn't help but smile at the sight of both of them, holding hands. There was no other way to react to that moment. Karma! That was fucking Karma!
I watched Carla eye Blake from his head to his toe, he turned away in shame. I watched her eyes leave Blake's, resting on mine. She gave me a wink before looking away. Bitch!
“Okay fine, I admit, I was stupid, and I know I shouldn't have let her fool me again,” Blake's words brought my attention back to him. I raised both hands to the air. Shutting him the fuck up. I couldn't stand more of what he had to say. I just couldn't.
“You know what? This whole explanation, this whole bullshit! It's no longer my business, and I do not fucking care if you think you were stupid, or if you think you've changed. Because right now, you don't matter to me. I wish you all the best Blake, I really do. And I am damn! proud to say this to you today. You've lost me.
“Shimma, please,”
“No, Blake, hold your apology. You can't just dump me and then come back a week later, hoping you can fit back into my life. I'm sorry but I have someone else, someone who makes me know my worth, someone who gets me turned on, even without touching me. Now if you will please excuse me,” I stood up, about to walk away.
“Wait Shimma,” Blake held my hand, stopping me from leaving. I turned to look at him.
“Who is he?“ Blake asked.
“Let go of her hand,” I turned to see Mr Mattias standing by the entrance door. His both hands in his pocket as he gazed at Blake furiously.
I watched Mr Mattias start to advance towards us. My heart beat began racing faster at each step he took.