Mimi
My sudden urge to explain my sudden departure became so unbearable that I ended up explaining why I am leaving to everyone.
"Guys come on, y'all remember I have been applying for internships and Botswana was the one that responded with the most beneficial proposal for me. They would offer me a place to stay, a food and transport allowance, and the cost of these things would not be deducted from my basic salary. The only demand they made was that I would have to work for them for 2 full years after my internship is completed. It's a very great offer and I honestly cannot miss it, I hope y'all understand..."
But for some odd reason, I wanted Mr. Greek God to be the one who understands the most. I must honestly be crazy; I mean that is the only explanation I can come up with. One of my gay friends (who by the way doesn't look gay because he loves to refer to himself as "the top"; his words not mine) came over and just squeezed me in a hug and planted kisses all over my face.
A loud growl was heard, and Mr. Greek God pulled me into his arms away from Percy (my gay friend). And what I am about to say will sound weird, but I enjoyed being in his arms and those tingles I felt just made things better. I looked up at him because wow the guy is tall and he had a murderous glare directed at Percy. A part of me wanted to see what will happen and the other crazy part of me wanted to assure him that Percy doesn't even feel attracted to my species. But before I could say anything Percy decided to ask questions that I also had no answers for!
"Damn girl, where did you find yourself a Greek god? And why didn't you get one for me? That is so not fair babes! Hi, I am Percy Falcon and I am gay and proud..."
I felt the hold around my waist relax but it never loosened and I didn't mind at all. Blake then decided to invite me over to their place for the two weeks I still have here. I was ready to refuse when I knew that I would be blackmailed into it by the girls and the guys would stand there grinning like idiots. I am truly going to miss these guys and the idea of leaving didn't seem appealing anymore especially since it meant I would have to leave the warmth provided by the hand around my waist. All I wanted was to drift to sleep in that very arm and never part ways with it. I decided that I would drive to my place and they would send me the location to their home. That way I could drive there when I was done packing my stuff. But it looks like my friends had different plans in mind...Allow Xander to drive accompany you to your apartment...That way you won't get lost coming to the pa...I mean the family house...Yeah it is very easy to get lost... these were their words. I was left with no choice but to take Alexander along with me because I know that getting into an argument will be like trying to convince a pregnant woman that she is not fat.
The drive to my place was quiet short and silent, but not in an awkward way which was also weird. I am glad I did my cleaning not so long ago-because my house becomes a junkyard when I am busy studying. But as soon as I am done with my exams or assignments, then it becomes the definition of clean, neat and tidy.
When we got to my place I asked him to take a sit and that I would be quick in my packing up. Knowing the girls they will drag me shopping and I will come back with two times the amount of clothes I went there with. This reminds me, I will have to find a moving company and a storage company because I honestly won't be taking everything with me. As I was packing I looked over at the wall next to my bed and saw a picture I had drew of a midnight jet black wolf. I dream about this wolf on a regular basis, and I always felt safe around him. As much as he was black but he also had specks of gold, around his body in a unique way. When I inspected it properly in one of my dreams, the gold made a symbol of some sort. His eyes were gold with specks of black in them. I know this sound crazy but whenever I see him in my dreams, I feel like I can speak about anything and everything to him without the fear of being judged and that my secrets are safe with him.
Just as I turned to the door I saw Alexander looking at the picture and his next words left me speechless...
"Where did you get a picture of Xavier?"
"Umm...who is Xavier? Cause that's Wolfie..."
"Ohh...fuck! I have some explaining to do"
"That you do!" I say this while tapping my foot like a stubborn child...