Alone - Season 1 - Episode 49

4 years ago

Alone - Season 1 - Episode 49

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The house looked so deserted. I was the only one in the big house. Kamsi had gone out with Ted immediately we came home,leaving me all alone. I sat down in my room to think about all that Kamsi had earlier said,despite all my trials,I failed to get Hillary out of my system. He was there like a stamp. But why won’t I forgive him? Why is it so difficult for me to forgive him?

I put my thoughts together and hit the shower, letting the water run down my body and cool my nerves. I stayed longer than necessary because I gave a run down to what had being happening in my life. It would be wrong to let whatever forces that was following me to ruin my happiness. I would be stupid to let them win this time. I couldn’t fight them all this years,I suffered and bore the pains alone. But now,I was going to fight it,no matter what it was.

I got out of the shower just in time to hear my phone ring. I picked it and listened.

Caller: Amy is that you?

Me: Yes it’s me. Who am I speaking with?

Caller: Love.

Me: Love?

Caller: Yes. Give a new meaning to your life and try to work on bringing back people you’ve lost. It will help you in life. It will pave a way to greater height for you. Love is the ultimate,it’s the greatest. He loves you,so love him back.

And the call was up. It was an unknown caller. I threw the phone to the bed and checked my wall clock. Few minutes to seven.

I dried my body and quickly put on a white bum pants with my favourite baggy polo. Of course I won’t forget to take a selfie with whatever delicacy it was that Ken had prepared. I added a little make up to spice up my already beautiful face before stepping out of the house. The gateman came to me immediately and delivered a flower. Ahn Ahn,what’s happening? The call,and now flowers? Before I could ask him questions,he was already going back to his duty post.

I shrugged and went into Ken’s apartment. He was sitting in the sitting room with a frown. He saw me and sat up. I looked at the dinning,it was empty.

Me: Now,you’ve played me. And you think I’ll be compensated with these flowers?
I flung the flower at him and he ducked.

Ken: Hey,calm down. it’s not my fault. I couldn’t do it. You know I’m not a good cook. Everything got burnt.

I went to the kitchen to confirm. It was a mess. There was an over baked chicken,a groundnut paste on a plate,grilled,sorry,pounded fish on the sink,a pepper paste mixed in half done groundnut. I don’t know whatever he wanted to prepare but I started laughing. I turned back to go to him but he was there already.

Ken: Let me make it up to you.

Me: Forget it. I’ll just pick my flower and go back to the house. Mr chef.

I started laughing again but stopped when I noticed he was still sad.

Me: Okay. Sorry for laughing.

Ken: Let me make it up to you. Go back and dress nicely. We’ll eat out.

I’m easily deceived with eating out,especially with people who meant a lot to me.

Me: Fine. So long as you stop keeping a mean face. And you won’t act awkward while we’re at it. It will be more of a romantic date,agreed?

Ken: Anything for her majesty. And please,dress in your best. I want us to be the centre of attention while we’re there.

Me: Hmmm. Give me thirty minutes then..

Ken: Okay your highness.

I giggled,picked my flower and left. I will tell him about how I felt for Hillary and ask him to help get us back together. It’s only Ken who would do that for me because he’s the only one who understands..
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