On this particular bright afternoon, I was home alone pondering on what to do to keep in touch with reality. I picked up my phone, tried dialling his number but it wasn't going through. Sighing, I slumped on the couch wondering why Felix was ghosting me.
Subconsciously, I travelled down memory lane as images of how we first met flashed before my eyes. I had just been added to a WhatsApp group by a close friend, at first the group chat seemed boring, I took zero interest in it but then by evening before I could get back to the chat it was flooded with messages!! I tried forcing myself in to the conversation but I felt so lost, when I felt like giving up I checked again and realized someone had tagged my message .
I opened the text and it read "where did this one appear from?" excited I finally got a bit of recognition and sprang into action "I've been with your father since that's why I'm late" I giggled as everyoneon the group chat sent hilarious stickers. Seconds turned into minutes and I began to feel sleepy. We said our goodbyes on the group and promised to continue the following day, although some argued they weren't sleepy yet. Almost immediately, I got a Dm (Direct Message) from an unknown number, I checked the profile picture and couldn't place the face, discovered we had a group in common. We got talking and I realized it was the guy from earlier. We texted till midnight, talking about random stuff, sharing jokes. It felt like we had been friends for a long time. At last I got really sleepy and went offline,reflecting on the past few hours.
The following morning, after my siblings had gone to school, my parents were out so I was home alone. While watching tv my phone began to ring, picked it up and it was the guy from the other night Felix, we talked for some minutes then he said "I'm really enjoying your company, it feels like we've known each other for a long time" I giggled and said I also found him interesting. We spoke for a long time and later proceeded to texts, talking about a lot of things from school to work and even relationships.
That was when I should have called it quits but the defiant side of me couldn't take no for an answer. Dude was in a serious relationship, they had been together for six months. He was a final year student while his bae was in her sophomore year. According to him, they were inseparable and they decided they were going to get married all things been equal. I couldn't hide the disappointment in my voice, I quickly made and excuse and stoped replying before it became too obvious.
I lay wide awake thinking about how I almost started a new life with him and how we could have had something beautiful together. I later consoled myself saying "After all they're not married. There's still hope for me". The following weeks were really wonderful, we talked about pretty much everything, made video calls, It was like we were meant for each other . Slowly I began to spite his girlfriend, referring to her in my thoughts as the other woman,I saw her as a hindrance to my blossoming love life and I wanted her out - by all means. But of course I didn't say all that to Felix, I just acted like I was cool with her.
Mostly home alone except for Sundays and Saturdays, I had a lot of free time on my hands and Felix, well he always made out time for me. What we shared gradually became less platonic. One day while we talked he admitted he was catching feelings for me . I rejoiced as I thought I was finally getting closer to taking my man, I told him I felt the same too.
On some occasions,he said he wished it were easy to break up with his girlfriend but he always said he'd feel guilty about hurting an innocent person. He called me sweet names, always sang my praises whenever I sent him pictures or videos. He treated me the way every woman wants to be treated,he gave me a lot of attention,he could barely do anything without informing me first. At that point I felt nothing else mattered, I had found the love of my life.