Chapter twenty eight

Drake's POV

I don't know for what reason but I believe you will come.I might be the biggest as*hole in the universe but you always understand me.In my darkest moment, I think of you.In my sorrows, I need you.Even thou it seems hopeless to wait, I still believe.

I leaned on the wall beside the door, waiting for her who weirdly knew how to restore my sanity.I take another strong sip of whisky but it doesn't really dull the ache in my chest.Stupid whisky, you were supposed to help me forget this torture for a while if not a while please a few seconds would go a long way

I know she will come.I sighed biting my trembling lips.Second after second I would check my phone desperately.It was only thirty minutes later and I feel like it's eternity.She will come.She would never want to see me hurt or broken.

One hour later,Maybe she is just stuck in traffic.Maybe she decided to walk here .Maybe she took a longer shower today.Maybe the taxi's tyre got a puncher.Maybe!Maybe!Maybe!

I was in the verge of losing all the faith I had placed on her when the bell rang.I knew she would come.

"Jemima?" I said excitedly after I opened the door only to be served with human waste on a golden platter."Who is Jemima?"

"What do you want?" I sneered

"We need to talk Drake .We have a lot of catch up to do..." She smiled

"I don't have anything to say to you b*tch..." I staggered back.

"I am sure you wouldn't want me to call Master Harrison and tell him you are been a bad boy..." She faked a sob.

Damnit!I am sure my face was red with suppressed anger.How can God allow such a despicable human being to walk freely on the face of earth?

"Come in..." I breathed out in a whisper.I held onto the door knob so tight trying to even my breaths.Virgin Mary caged my rage or else I will kill somebody.

"It seems you have been drinking again."

"It's none of your business..." I staggered back, my legs feeling wobbly.

"You know what happened the last time you were drunk.We had s*x Drake.That was the best night of my life." She smiled wickedly, looking at me like she was undressing me with her eyes.

"You s*duced me!" I yelled and stumbled back.But luckily I didn't fall.I would never be drunk enough to be s*duced by her again.

"Do you want me to help you get to bed?" She asked s*ductively and I stuck myself on the door as if she was a plague
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"I would rather die than let you touch me again..."

"It's not like you didn't enjoy?"

"What did you expect? My d*ck was inside you and when it's in there, there is what we call pleasure.Do you want details?" I yelled in emphasis...

"I came to apologise Drake.I want things to go back the way they were..."She stuttered, taking slow unsure steps towards me.

"What drugs are you high on? Coc, weed, h*roine or are you doing pills now?"

"Can't you see it?" She shook me by my shoulders and I just looked at her like a damn fool.I could feel my hate and rage getting the better of me.Her hands on my shoulders disgusted me.

"See what?That you are a b*tch who loves taking rich men to bed.Or is it that you don't know how to close those things you call legs or is it that you are a desperate b*tch who thinks I will drop my pants just because you think you pretty.I am sorry to disappoint you honey, you ain't my type..."She widened her eyes at my words but I didn't care.

"I love you..." She whispered,tears dripping from her eyes.Wow I underestimated her.But then I forgot whores scope to any level.


"Love me?" I laughed so hard at her words that my ribs literally began to ache.

"Drake it's always been you," She cupped my face," Since we were children, I have only and always wanted yo.Everytime I tried to get you attention you would always insult me..."

"Too bad, he is off the market..." I said arrogantly.

"Why do you hate me so much Drake?" She looked into my eyes and all I could see is darkness, hopelessness and desperation.

"Hate is an understatement love.What I feel for you even the devil can't describe?Let's say this if I was told to chose between Hell and you?I would rather be tortured for eternity..."She staggered back, looking insulted but I didn't care.Actually it felt good seeing her break Infront of me.

"I hate you Chacha..." I gulped down another strong sip of whisky.

"I know it was wrong to do what I did five years ago but I just wanted you feel what I felt when you ignored me.Trust me, the guilt is always eating me like hell and today when Daniel slapped you, I got crashed.He didn't have the right to do that.I deserved all the insults Drake.I wronged you and I needed to be punished..."On second thoughts she needs psychology help.No, she needs to be admitted to a mental asylum.

"Okay message sent home.Can you leave now?"

"Pl....."

"For the minimum respect I have for you because Daniel for weird reasons like you, I will tell you to leave my house humanly..."Few more seconds infront of my face and I will shove her down the balcony.

"Why can't you love me?I am pretty, smart, successful and our families are so close..."Her desperation was sucking the life out of me.What part of I hate her does she not understand? Is it I or is it hate or is it you?

"Thank your God that I am even civil.You ruined my life and for that missy I will never forgive you.Even in the afterlife we shall be mortal enemies..."I grabbed her by her arm ready to throw her out like the trash she is when she ranted that she needed to pee.

"You can do that at your house!"

"I am so pressed Drake and I have a very loose bladder..."

"Arrrgh! two seconds..." I groaned and pushed her back.When she headed to the bathroom, I continued downing my bottle of whisky feeling disappointed that Jemima didn't come.I placed my faith in her, I needed her, I wanted her then where the fuck is she?

When I need her, she should always be there.I should always be her priority.I slid down to the floor and held my knees so close to my dear chest.It all hurts too much.I placed my head on my knees when I heard the door bell ring again.What now I ignored it but that as*hole on the other side of the wall was so persistent.I slammed the door open and immediately the insults I had prepped myself to rant on the as*hole on the other side of the door went Mia.

"Jemima?" I am not sure if the word even left my lips.I was so excited too see her.I looked at her shockingly still not believing she was there when I noticed a bandage on her finger.Is she in pain? Is the wound perfectly cleaned? Is the bandaged properly wrapped? Is it deep?

"Jemima, what happened..." I swallowed my other words when she suddenly grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me down to her.Our lips crushed hungrily and I was stunned.I lifted her off the floor and she wrapped her legs around my waist . I slammed the door close and pinned her on it.I was no longer sad, tormented or angry.Everything felt perfect and in place.It felt like I was in this beautiful place filled with roses, butterflies and happy ending.

"I am glad you came Jemima" I stammered the moment I managed to break the kiss.

"Just shut up and kiss me before I regret everything..." This time the kisses were more aggressive and harder and I loved it.Damn, sweet bananas.I love this new Jemima Infront of me.Wild.

"Drake, let's forget everything..." She gasped the second I kissed the hollow of her neck.I told you she always understands.

"I will never hurt you again Jemima..." I pulled away from her neck and drowned into those beautiful eyes.There and then I felt every inch of me perfectly fitted with hers.Whatever was surging through me was zapping at me like I had touched an exposed wire.

"I know Drake.You didn't mean to lie to me about Cardi.I know you didn't want to hurt me when you lied about your flight to LA.I am special, that's why you came back right?"I simply shook my head unable to form words.

"I will always be here for you.People think I am cheap but I am not right?" She stuttered.

"No!You are just perfect..." I stammered, a smile forming on my lips.

"Don't hurt me again okay?"

I could feel a weight on my chest and it grew heavier with every breath.Why does she have to be so kindhearted and