Chapter 7: Chapter 7

My mum dished out our meal and served us herself like she always does. Ana always offered to help, but mum would constantly reject her help.

She was used to serving dishes, it was how she lived with my dad for 20 years. She would always dish his meals and some times they feed each other.

Serving us made her fill that void in her heart, she was always sad but she tried as much to hid it from us. But the glimmer in her eyes had died out, since dad left us. It has been nine months, but his presence was still quite felt around the house.

"Mum, I promise to go for the interview." I said to her as I placed my hand on her arm.

She gave me a warm heartfelt look, and touch my head-

"I know you will do great at the interview." Then she kissed my forehead.

The little smile on her face made me felt a bit at ease. It wasn't as wide as it used to be when dad was around, but it better than the one she had during the month dad left us. Her fake smile was so evident, she couldn't pretend to be okay, but over the months she had improved.

'Dad certainly won't know any peace with his new wife.'

"Ana, how are preparing for your exams?" I asked Ana with my brows furrowed, ready to eat her up is she dared to say she hasn't read it a thing.

Ana focused more on the web looking for new means to make money. I've often told her to concentrate on her studies first a die in the internet after she graduates.

"I've read all my books, bug I'm still going to reverse." She said giving me a sternly look.

I hate it whenever she does that, but then after much corrections she still didn't change. I got tired of it, and let her be.

"OK bye guys." I said as I stood up and make my way towards the door.

"Oh and yeah, Kelvin, I will give you a call, and don't you worry, I will make sure to pay your fees before your exams." I said and the dashed out quickly in a hurry to meet up with Sammy.

The excitement on my face was evident, my love for Sammy was one I could never explain. How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate.

He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes.

We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

If it was up to me, I would engage him already. But I didn't wanted to seem like a clinger, or a pest. I didn't wanted to feel less of a woman, and yeah I've seen ladies done it, proposed to a guy, but I don't think I will ever have the courage to do it.

My parents life made me realised that, when it comes to love, we really needed to chose wisely, it was one of the reasons I was quite patient with him, and rejected some of his assistance. I never wanted to feel indebted or dependent to him.

My dad left my mum because she was totally dependant on him. She stayed back at home and worked her butt off around the house, and when he came back and sees how dishevelled she always looked, it made him loss attraction for her. He never gave her money to glam up, but he wanted her to glam up.

When I got to the bus stop, I brought out my phone to order for a uber. I always sat at the bus stop to order a ride. While I wait for my ride, I enjoyed the beautiful busy view of my small town. Greentown was name after the beautiful gardens that was almost everywhere in the town.

I tried to dial Sammy's phone but he wasn't picking up. He has never behaved like this before, he would always pick up his phone at the second beeping. I got a little worried, I really wanted to know what was happening. I couldn't wait for my ride, I entered the bus and went straight up to his home.

When I got there the doors were locked from outside, didnt know where he went. He always stayed home, and would notify me of any appointment. We have planned to meet up at a fancy restaurant-the one I always yearned for, but now he wasnt home.

'He must be at the playhouse.' I thought to myself as I rescheduled my ride. The playhouse was located in the city, and it's about two hours drive, If I could get there on time and beat traffic I might make it back home before midnight.

"I can't miss my interview" I muttered.

"Are you the one?" My ride asked me as he showed me my picture on the uber app.

"Yes" I entered the car and kept saying prayers.

I never wanted traffic, It would be a disaster if I get stucked in traffic, I might end up missing my interview, but no, I won't miss it for anything.