
How I Met My Husband Episode 2
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I Nod slowly still staring at him
âWhatâs wrong with you? Have been watching you from my table for some minutes, whatâs the matter?â, He asked. His voice sounds like that of an angel.
Am sure heâs an angel but wait a minute, did he say he has been watching me from his table? How come I didnât see him when I looked around?
âIâm fineâ, I managed to say after long stared then look away.
He chuckled and turned my face to his
âYou are not, itâs written all over you. Your heart is heavy I can see the pain in your eyes, you need a comforter. You need someone that will stay and console you in times like this. You are emotionally down I can see it in your eyesâ, he said softly as tears poured out of my eyes like water.
I never knew I still have such tears in my system.
âPlease stop crying you are too beautiful for thisâ, he said and hug me.
Have I ever hugged someone before? The one and only person Iâve hugged was my godmother. Since she died eight to nine years ago Iâve never hug anybody.
I felt a bit relief as he pace my back gently, he seems caring. We stayed like that for God knows how long, I slowly disengaged from the hug and bend my head. He raised my head and stared into my eyes.
âYou need some rest, come let me take you homeâ, he said taking my hand
âI need to pay my billsâ, I said
âDonât worry about it, Iâve taken care of it. The waitress that serves you minutes ago is my kid sisterâ, he said
OMG! I canât believe this! They must be good people in their family.
âOkâ, I murmured standing up
He guide me to his Ferrari, the car is too beautiful. Iâve never own a car talk more of driving one though Iâve a driving license.
He opened the front door for me, I entered and he close it then went to the driverâs seat.
âWhere do you live?â, He asked
âI live in Boston here, the second Street opposite train station number 42â, I said and he nods.
I wake up to find myself on a very soft bed in a beautiful room, I look around and noticed I wasnât in my room.
{Did he brings me to his house?} I thought as I climbed down from the bed.
I walked through the hallway slowly, I came down from the stairs and there he was playing video game alone. I quietly went to meet him.
âHelloâ, I said, he turned to me and smiled.
I donât even know his name I forgot to ask him.
âYouâre awake, come sit beside meâ, he said tapping the couch he was sitting, I went and sat beside him.
âWhere are we?â, I asked
âIn my house of courseâ, he smiled warmly
âOk and your kid sister the waitress, does she stays with you?â, I asked
âSometimes she does but she mostly stay with her boyfriend, the room I kept you is her roomâ, he said and I nod.
The house is nice and he has a beautiful living room. I just realized how cute he is, I feel like touching his blonde hair.
âLet me get you something to drinkâ, he stands up
âNo, am fine I mean am okâ, I said
He look at me with his sexy eyes, I look away because I was kind of shy, I guess he notices cause he takes his glance off me.
âWhy did you bring me to your house?â, I asked, he smiled and sat beside me
âBefore I got to your house you were already asleep I didnât want to disturb you thatâs why I brought you here. Well am sorry for that ifâŠ..â,
âItâs ok you donât have to apologize beside am not angryâ, I cut him short
âReally?â, He asked and I nod
âOk, so whatâs your name? I forgot to ask youâ, he said
âMy name is Lydia James and you?â,
âAm Larry Scott, am 32 years old and you?â,
âAm 28 yearsâ, he stared at me strangely for some moments.
âWhy were you crying today at the restaurant?â, His voice sounds like that of a childâs own.
âLife is so unfair to meâ, I said not looking at him.
âDo you mind sharing your story with me?â, He asked
I told him everything I know about myself, what my godmother told me concerning my parents how my godmother died and how Iâve been suffering from the hands of haters for good nine years.
He breathed down after listening to my story, he takes my hand to his and turned my face to look at him.
âBut that wasnât the only reason you were crying today right?â, He said and I nod as tears poured out from my eyes.
âPretty, please donât cry ok?â, He said softly and hug me.
His skin is so warm and I love the sounds of his heartbeat, it calms me down.
Truth is, I donât even know why I feel ok with him around me, no man has ever approach me for the past 28 years of my life on earth but here Iâm lying on this Mr handsomeâs chest while he pace my back like a baby.
âDonât worry, if you donât want to talk about it no problem I just want you to be fine ok?â, He said
I disengaged from his and look into his grey eyes. I love staring into those eyes of his. It just makes me feel better and itâs looks so innocent and calm.
âWhy are you being nice to me I mean you barely know meâ, I said and he chuckled
âDearie, we get to know everybody one day, nobody knew each other before coming to earthâ, he said
Heâs right but how come nobody knew me all these years? How come I end up alone in this wicked world? Why did fate didnât gave me exactly what I desire instead of a dirty and bad luck life.
âSo what do you want from me?â, I asked
âI want to be your friend, I want to be that person that will stay and console you in times like thisâ, he said
âYou canât be my friendâ, I said somehow harshly
âWhy?â, Came his cool and sweet voice, I stared at him then look away.
âBecause am a bad luck and anywhere I go disaster always happenâ, I said, a soft laugh came out of his mouth but fade away instantly.
âWhat do you mean?â, He asked
âNevermind, I want to go homeâ, I said as I stand up.
âItâs late, it half past ten alreadyâ, he said
âNo problem but I still want to go home infact goodnightâ, I rushed to his sisterâs room, take my small bag and ran out.
He tried preventing me, I pushed him away, I donât want to bring disaster to him and his family even though I want to stay with him. He followed me.
âLydia please waitâ, he pleaded following me
I didnât stop nor look back, I ran to cross road when the car carries me up then let go of Me, I fell hitting my head on the ground.
âNo!! Lydia!!â, I heard Larryâs voice
Itâs suddenly began to rain as everywhere went dark, I blink my eyes twice before closing them.
I found myself in a dark and endless railway, I was running calling for help, I couldnât feel myself again.
I suddenly felt trapped to where I stand, I tried to move when I saw a strange train coming from my right but I couldnât move my legs and hands.
I watch the train as its came closer to me, I close my eyes waiting patiently for its to kill me.
âLydia!!â, Someone called me from where I donât even know.
TO Be Continued

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