Imade.
Anger is an understatement to describe exactly how I feel right now. I wasn't angry at Jamal or at that stupid wench that kissed him, I was angry at myself.
I was angry at myself for being a fool, I was angry at myself for being easy, for being trusting and for waiting for a man like an idiot and depriving myself of the love that I rightfully deserved. Honestly, I wouldn't blame Jamal completely because at the end of the day, it was my decision and my choice and I chose to wait for him and like a fool, I got dropped in the worst way possible.
"Hey, are you okay?" A familiar voice asks and I look up to see Joseph looking back at me with a concerned expression.
"Uh... Yeah, sure. I'm fine. Do you need something?" I ask.
"You don't look fine though. Your eyes are a little swollen and reddish and your face looks slightly swollen as well. Did something happen?" He persists.
"It's nothing too serious Joseph, just another bad day." I reply him tiredly, hoping he'd realise that I wasn't in the mood to talk.
"Does it have anything to do with what I told you earlier? And please don't lie to me cause it was after I told you that you suddenly left and now since you got back, you've been in a sour mood. Should I have kept my mouth shut? I'm guessing I should have but believe me I honestly had no bad intentions and I'm sorry if it caused you any trouble." He blurts nonstop and I mentally rolled my eyes at how talkative he was being.
"I should actually be thanking you for telling me. It was exactly what I needed to wake up from a long dream." I reply him and I meant every word I said. If it wasn't for him, I would have continued fooling myself and hiding behind the false hope that Jamal probably had amnesia and that one day he'd eventually remember me. What a joke! I mentally scoff at my foolishness.
"Well then, I guess I'm not to blame. If you need anything, anything at all, you can always call on me. I'll be happy to help you." He says assuringly and I offer him the most genuine smile my face and my mood could muster.
"Thanks a lot Joseph." I say to him and watched him walk away before placing my head on my table.
A sudden knock on my table jolted me out of my sulking time and when my head looks up, my eyes meet with Temilade's unfriendly pair.
"How may I help you Temi?" I ask and she scowls.
"Are you supposed to sleep at work?" She retorted and I sigh in frustration, wondering why in the world she was so hell bent on making my life a living hell.
"I wasn't sleeping, I was thinking and besides, we only have fifteen minutes left before work period ends and as you can see, I'm less busy which means I have the right to take a breather and think. So if you have nothing important to say, please walk away." I hiss back at her in frustration and stares back at me with a scornful look on her face.
"Well, I can't say I really blame you anyways. I blame the corrupt nature of this country that allows good for nothings like you to get undeserved opportunities. I'm pretty sure you're one hundred percent certain about getting hired and that is why you're not even afraid to sleep at work when you only started to work here yesterday." She snaps with so much bitterness and I'm beyond amazed at how much venom was dripping down her voice.
"What do you have against me? What did I ever do to offend you? I barely know you and you already painted the worst picture of me in your head. What exactly is your problem?" I asked her, honestly wishing she'd give me an actual response that would explain the real reason for her actions.
"Well, you could say I hate people who believe sleeping around will help them achieve success. I hate cheap women like you who would desperately lay with any man just to climb up the success ladder. That, is the exact problem I have with you cause you're one of those women and mere seeing you, makes my blood boil with pure disgust!" She spat at me and my jaw drops.
I have never felt so much hatred coming from one person in my entire life. She has only known me for two days and look how badly she already hated me.
"Listen Temilade, I honestly don't know what your problem is and I won't say I care but if you want to hate on someone, don't hate on me. If you want to vent at someone, don't vent at me. If you want to shove your bitterness down someone else's throat, don't try to shove it down mine cause I won't swallow it. Your perception about me is solely your business and I don't care about what you think but I'd prefer those thoughts remain in your head and they should stay buried in there."
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