Chapter 81: Chapter 81

Chapter 81

~We don’t need them anymore~

After the closure of the relationship discussion for the day, Eva told her mother to drive home, because she was going to join Kate in the commercial bus. As they walked to the bus terminal, Eva clicked her hand to that of Kate, and she was much comforted and nursed as she held Kate.

“Accept my heartfelt sympathy for the misfortune that befell your mother. I never knew she was your mother,” Kate said, stealing a glance at Eve whose facial expression was still dull from tears.

“Yes she is my mother,” she smacked her lips. “I wanted to tell you in a more conducive scenario. I never expected to tell you in teas.”

“It is Ok. Love has a way of hurting us and at the same time hoping we don’t cry. So what about you?” Kate asked, smiling at Eva who had long been giggling right from the moment they started walking to the terminal.

“Well, ever since my mother experienced the toxic part of love from men, I …” she stuttered, “I have come to hate men so much that I am afraid I may not settle down with a man for life.”

Kate gave a paused stare at her and she smiled briefly at Kate and squeezed her finger.

“That means you may never have children, because for all I know from my science class you need a penis to get pregnant and only men have it.”

Eva barked, “To hell with their dirty rotten penis!”

Kate was not only startled also she noticed the wrath on her face and the fire in her eyes and she said calmly. “Heh, calm down, OK. There is no penis here to get you pregnant. We are only discussing as friends.”

“I know. But I dislike that gender now. I wish I could do without them. As for making babies, I can always adopt. But no penis will cross this vagina of mine,” she said, pointing at her vagina in between her legs, and all of a sudden was about to sob.

Kate caught sight of her. “I wouldn’t want to nurse you again after the one I did in there. Can we have some break from shedding tears, please?”

She sniffed and with a handkerchief she caught a tear trickling down her cheeks. “At least you are requesting for a break. What about me that has no break. Do you know what I do every night I get home,” she asked Kate.

And Kate shook her head.

“I nurse my mother. Every night she weeps her eyes out; even when she has moved on she is yet to forgive herself; she is not the guilty one here yet she feels guilty for the pains and hurt she passed through in her marriage. Do you know that my father later got married to that said chef my mother caught him with, while mom is yet to settle down with a man. Love is not just fair,” she started now with a slight sob and sniffed as the handkerchief got back to work; she brought it to her nose and blew into it.

Kate winked at her, and shook her head, “Now that is your story. You will shed ice if you listen to mine,”

Eva dabbed her eyes with the handkerchief. “Come on share it with me. What are friends for?” she said, stared at Kate anxiously, and felt like kissing those thick pink lips of hers.

Kate cleared her throat. “I fell in love with two guys, a bad boy and a cool guy. I really wanted to explore both guys so as to pick the right one for my heart. The cool one helped me wash up in the bathroom when I became drunk on the night of my birthday party. I over reacted and misjudged him when I saw the CCTV footage of him bathing me in the shower. He had fled for Miami when he couldn’t stand my presence. With nothing to lose, I stuck to my bad boy lover believing he is the only one for my heart. But regrettably I was in for troubles and nightmares on end. Every day was for fight, quarrel and spite for us, worst still he taped us during sex, without my knowledge, edited himself off the scene and did whatever with it, which I don’t know what he gains from it. The various times I confronted him he denied it point black. Tell me who else I am to ask? He is the only man that has been enjoying the cookies between my legs. He is the only man that knows what my vagina tastes like. I have no other boy friend in this California except Tony.” Kate was drowning in hurt as her voice switched over to a sober tone. “Every day I walked around the street, onlookers would mock and ridicule me because of my leaked nude video. I …I…” the sobbing couldn’t let her speak freely; she had already broken down in tears.

Eva patted her shoulder. “It’s OK, Kate. You just need to perk up. You are going to be fine trust me,” she said, “What about the other gentle one?

Kate sniffed, “You mean Brian?”

Eva asked, “Oh is that his name?” she asked and Kate shook her head.

“Brian is in Miami as we speak. I believe he has moved on now. I don’t think his heart will be beating for me anymore since I broke his heart. I did him wrong. I was too fast to judge him and you know he is a cool, gentle man. He must have moved on now. Women love the good guys more than the bad guys, you know, so he is supposed to be a hot cake for the ladies over there in Miami.

Eva rolled her eyes, “So does it mean you are giving up on Brian?”

“I…I” she stuttered and stylishly fondled her fingers. “I don’t just know,” Kate scratched her hair confusedly, “Although I still feel a thing for him. I still love him but I don’t think he still loves me after what I did to him. Like I said he must have moved on now. He must have gotten married to another girl now.”

Eva squeezed Kate’s fingers and smiled within herself, she had found her match and suddenly she had started feeling a thing for Kate. Initially, when she saw Kate in the love clinic session, she felt her heart leap and her blood flow seize for her. And she had decided to get closer to Kate and see if her feeling for Kate was going to be welcomed by her.

“You don’t have to worry Kate.” Eva paused to speak to Kate, “We don’t need them anymore. You don’t need them as you need your breath. I am here to take care of you now. Since I saw you in there I have been feeling a thing for you. I know I am a girl but I can be the best man you have ever met,” Eva said coldly, and Kate stood staring at her all stunned and lost.

They kept staring into each other’s eyes, feeling like to kiss or not to, perhaps who would make the first move.

Drama ahead ...