Chapter 3 - A Love so Wrong.


"Okay! You guys are lucky! You'd meet Tony today. He's around here somewhere and said he wants to see me and all those crap of his." Lara announced as she walked towards us. She had excused herself to go to the restroom few minutes ago. I couldn't help but envy the way she walked with class and the way with which her caramel skin glowed.

The fact that Lara didn't even have to struggle with using the right body lotions, soap or even worry about acne or eczema was really amazing and worth envying. She had always used coconut oil since I knew her. She also used the oil on her Afro-thick hair too thus giving her the sweet coconut scent every time. Her hair was not too long, nor too short. Not too straight nor too curly, but what made me adore them was that they were so perfectly jet black. The shade was so dark with bright shines creating a great contrast. They were soft and silky. I could almost tell apart each strand.

It was so easy to tell that she loved these parts of herself as she was always showcasing them at the slightest opportunities. She had on a shiny silver tube dress that stopped just about three inches above her knees, and on her legs was one of her silver heels.

I suddenly felt self conscious and so I brought out my mirror and looked at my reflection, my blue eyes sparkled like the deep sea and my cheekbones were more exaggerated due to the makeup. I had curled my 20-inches blonde hair, such that they hung in more waves than curls. My white skin was brushed with makeup and blush to bring out the sharp structure on my bones and I wore a soft pink shade on my thin lips. And along my slim, slightly-curvy body is a black dress that reached my lower thighs, clutching my body in a way that was elegant but feminine. The top of the dress ran straight across my chest, then at the top of my waist it tightened to the curves. I had placed on a pair of simple black heels, that shone as a mirror in the white light.

We were having our girls night and we had planned to be sexy and crazy at it. We'd even paid for male strippers, well, Lara did. The five of us were seated in a VIP reserved part of the club area while some pot-bellied men kept throwing winks our way but what they got were glares.

"I'd rather do spongebob than do these old men that look as disgusting as hell. I don't care if they have billions, I mean, how do girls even do it?" Lara said while we laughed.

"It baffles me too though. You can see the young girls circling them already. I can bet that the one in the middle isn't even up to eighteen yet, I swear." Chioma, one of us added.

"Obviously. Fucking child abuse." I contributed.

"Well, they aren't forcing them, are they?" Lara countered.

"Doesn't make it right all the same. The adults should know better if they're truly that age." I said.

"Yea... whatever." Lara grunted.

Suddenly, the club music changed to Wizkid's Essence as Grace stood up hastily to shake her ass to the song. She was a die hard fan of the artist, no slander of him was allowed wherever she was else she'd take it up, you'd think he was her brother or something.

ithout breaking a sweat, she was the one with the biggest a

one she didn't like at all

h on Wizkid, huh, Grace?" Janet,

there? The only thing is it's a dream tha

ay never." Lara cou

ta when my eyes shifted to a familiar

esse. He had strong arched brows and eyelashes so thick, it could be illegal. And then his eyes- they were deep and catastrophic, a vivid deep brown. As he moved closer, I could see the

adn't seen him for over a year and I was struck anew by his good looks. The gangling figure which was smoothed and tailored by

t he was already walking towards our section and I immediately started to readjust, putting on my sexy look and getting ready to capture his attention

ny, these are my baby girls, Beth, Grac

f me. Even when I heard the other girls greet him, my mouth was clasped shu

s, 'why does Lara always have the amazin

anything made my head suddenly start to ache. While they chatted away not even noticing the

g but grace, had me enthralled. He was mesmerizing in every way. When those eyes of his shifted and fin

ed like he was trying to rack his br

ars or something. Was my face or even our encounter that forgettab

ious as I started to pour cup after cup into my throat no

Yogurt, babe!" Lara snapped the cup out of my hands as

ill grieving. She's even the reason for this outing." I heard

d. The more I watched their public display of affection, the more i

voice was definitely way too loud than intended

them. Neither did my hands. Or my fingers. Somewhere, deep inside I knew my brain was sending signals telling me what to do. Whether or not my body was listening was a different story. I could feel it moving. I could feel it doing what it wants. Could I stop it? We

eesha!" I heard Lara snap before I the

t I'd like to go home as I wasn't feeling too good anymore. She nodded as she went

om the air conditioner hit me. One thing was sur