MY MILITARY BOYFRIEND AND I
CHAPTER SIX
I made two weeks on the hospital bed. I went back home where my father made sure he had eyes on me at all times least I tried sneaking out.
I stood in the dimly lit living room, my father’s gaze like a laser beam, piercing through her resolve. The air hung heavy with tension, and the ticking clock on the mantelpiece seemed to echo her racing heartbeat. I don’t know what was going through my head. All I thought of was Christophe. His laughter, his enchanted deep voice and even the way he eat. I wondered if this was how love felt. It was so obsessing, making you happy unknowingly, smiling and daydreaming about things you’ve never imagined.
Ever since my elder sister got pregnant out of wedlock, I witnessed my parents go crazy about her. My father had high blood pressure twice when he found out she was pregnant and when she almost lost her life during delivery. I didn’t want to give them that same stress so I decided I will keep relationship aside and concentrate in School till I was finished. But I guess destiny had different plans for me.
Here I was, not finished with my degree program yet and I was already in love with a soldier. This will probably not only give my father high blood pressure but will send him to his early grave if I dared proceed to Loving this man. I decided I wasn’t going to just give up like that. I went to my father to try convincing him. All efforts wasted, it felt like I was carrying water from the stream in the basket.
“Ann,” my father began, his voice gravelly, “you know the stakes. This isn’t some fairy tale where love conquers all. Christophe is a soldier a pawn in a dangerous game.”
“But Father,” my voice trembled, “he’s not just any soldier. He’s the only man I’ve ever fallen in love with and probably the only man I will ever fall for.”
My father’s eyes narrowed. “Love you say.” he scoffed. “What do you know about love, child?”
My anger surged. “Forbidden? Because he’s not from our world? Because he fights for justice while we sip tea in our ivory tower?”
My father slammed his palm on the plank table, the crystal vase wobbling dangerously. “Ann, listen to reason. Our family has suffered enough. My cousins, your niece, my grandchild—all lost to this senseless war. And now you were arrested few days ago”
“But Christophe fights to end it!” my voice cracked. “He’s risking his life to protect the innocent people from the Area boys.”
My father’s face reddened. ”And what about you? Do you want to be another casualty? Do you want to leave me grieving, burying my only daughter?”
It was unlike anyone to win an argument with my father because he will always bring out his facts and reasons which you might not have any. I just couldn’t get this off my be head.
Few minutes later after the cant with my father, I was seating and reading she suddenly a text came in from Christophe .
“ Hey Ann how are you doing hope your fine?. I heard what happened to you hope your fine.”
“Hey Chris, am all good now thanks to God. Those boys almost killed me.”
“ we thank God nothing happened to you. Ok so I have been meaning to tell you this. I have always Loved you Dear. Ever since I met you at that your stand it has become my favorite spot.” He continued
“ I equally feel same for you Chris. The way I feel when I think of you I don’t think I have ever felt this way before.”
“The day you were kidnapped I wanted to come confessed to you about how I feel. And even so I wanted to go out looking for you but I was warned and threatened by my boss.” As he said this he pleaded for forgiveness.
I told him we were going to meet on Saturday , as I had to begin my new year, my final year in the University. Classes began on Monday so I had to use it as an excuse, but I had the shock of my life.
TO BE CONTINUED
