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My feelings had come crashing down when that woman’s palm struck my face. Right now, all I want is to stay away from Darabi’s residence and not get assaulted again to my face or my heart. I got my first kiss with James, that’s what made me smile.
I check out the homework assignments that I have and all I need to do before the school year is over and I can travel to Lagos. Time with friends should help to heal my slowly bleeding heart.
Hours later, I got my sandals on and informed Aunty Lara that I was leaving for the beach.
She waved me goodbye. I texted James that I was heading to the beach and would be there in twenty minutes. He responded that he would meet me there.
The air feels nice as I step out of the house, maybe everything feels nice because I’m going to see James before I can hail a cab, a black tinted sedan pulls up in front of me and to my surprise, Naseer is sitting in the back seat.
“Get in, Jade,” his tone is terse.
“I don’t want to take you out of your way, Prince Naseer. I’ll take a taxi,” I state.
“I won’t say it again Jade. Get in,” he snaps. I don’t like it when he snaps. I want to refuse him but once he gets grumpy his staff will feel his grunt and I wouldn’t like to be the cause of their pain, it’s best for them, that I do as he says. I get in and refuse to look at him.
“Where are you going to?”
“Rema Beach” I mumble. He tells the driver to head to Rema Beach.
“If the mountain won’t come to Mohammed, then Mohammed has come to the mountain,” he says as I remain quiet. “I need to speak to you in person and you seem to be busier than the king, so, here I am. I’ve crutched my way to you instead.”
“There is no need to inconvenience yourself, Prince Naseer,” I reply without malice, mentally happy I can control my voice pitch.
“Call me Naseer, I’m sorry that Nadra put her hands on you.”
“It’s okay, it reminded me of my place,” I succinctly say, again without malice.
“Don’t lie to me, that you’re not hurt. I know when you put up the perfect image of quiet toughness. Nadra’s action bothered me, and I know her actions upset you, I know better, and I’ve come to you in person to apologize. I’m very sorry Nadra hit you,” he says. The look on his face is begging my forgiveness. Much as I want to keep the anger steaming; I know he won’t give up until I accept his apology.
“Apology accepted,” I say.
“Thank you,” he relaxes.
“How was the dance last night?”
“It was nice. James and I danced all night, and we kissed.” Couldn’t control my grin. I noticed the relaxed look changed to a scowl. He can’t control that anger. It’s like a speed dial for him.
“Your first kiss.” He gives a sad chuckle “Did you like it?” he asked quietly, though I detected a hint of anger in that calm ask.
“It was nice.” I smile, avoiding his eyes.
“You’re meeting with him today. Sounds like you two are officially dating.” His tone is brash.
“Yes, I guess,” I say shrugging “He says he likes me a lot,” I state, tucking my wayward hair behind my ears, something to do than look at Naseer.
“And that’s a good thing,right?”It’s far from good the way he says it.
“It is. I like him too.” I reply as I hear his muffled growl. The car comes to a stop. “Go on your date. You and I will talk more tomorrow. By the way. I like your hair like this.”
“Thank you, bye Prince Naseer,” I say and quickly get out of the car. I race to the meeting point, not looking back. I’m gasping for air. Naseer was intense. I pause to control my breathing and my heart's rhythm. Why did I share about James and me, with Naseer? I could tell he didn’t like it when I told him James and I kissed, but what am I supposed to do? James and I are possible and realistic.
I see James from afar and wave to him. He meets me halfway with a hug and a kiss. We walk hand in hand to the waves. He has a blanket; we sit and talk about college and plans. He takes me to a pizza place, and we had fun eating and laughing about silly stuff. I had a great time, until we had to leave.
NASEER
IwatchJaderunningto James, and I can’t do anything about it. James stole that first kiss from me. I want to hate him and punch him for it, yet I can’t blame him. Nadra made that possible. She’s racing to him like it’s the norm and I can only watch from afar like a creepy stalker. I see the moment she walks into his arms, and he kisses her, openly claiming her in front of everyone.
If jealousy had a raging twin, that would be me right now watching James as he openly claims my woman and I’m the creepy older guy stalking them. I watch with a fist clenched as he possessively holds her, with no right or stance to punch him out. I was born with privilege and power in this country and most places in the world, yet I have no right or privilege to Jade.
