Foolish….

He was beautiful. There was beauty in everything he did. His walk. His talk. He oozed intelligence. He oozed an intangible form of beauty she had never seen before.  Oh and his looks…He was such a gorgeous human being that could portend both genders with sway! He was a beautiful human being and most importantly, one with deep pockets to match her level.

Well she wasn’t so far behind. She too was something. Beautiful in the inside and out without a shadow of doubt.

There was something about him that puzzled her and drew her towards him. He was everything dark, mysterious and yet so lovely, it confused her but not too long. She didn’t let the mystery bother her. She loved what she saw. And didn’t they say, what you see is what you get and you attract who you are and what you want? She loved the difference. He had a seamless stench of new. And that’s all she wanted.

She wanted better and he did that for her. So she blurred out all the questions except one….

“What do you do for a living?” She asked. Without batting an eyelid, He sternly replied, “construction.”

Before she could raise anymore questions to build an argument, she was being whisked too fast by what she thought was finally love. She was being swept off her feet so fast by what she thought was a diamond in the ruff, her personal relic consisting of a rare mixture of Hercules and Shakespeare.

Before her mind could finally wrap itself around what was of them, he was already on his knee shoving a huge ring made of sapphire to her face. Everything was super surreal that she kept on pinching herself just to be sure this was her, that it was her life not her usual wild dreams! It felt like a script off a corny movie. But wasn’t that what love was all about, surrealness. She was sure she wanted to feel the sun in his presence for the rest of her life. Despite raised eyebrows all around her and inside her heart, she said yes!

The next two months after their engagement were more sweeter, making their previous fire courting phase disappear into the shadows . She was sure their love was a something written in the stars by the stars. Tables were made for them in jam packed uptown eateries secluded for the opulent they visited.

Her man was popular, she concluded from the number of nods of approvals they got from social settings they showed up together in. The nods she felt had bit more into them. It was more than adoration, it had a bit of fear.  Must be his social media presence! That’s it!

She knew there was more to her man but she swept it all under the rug for a couple of more days basking in his shine. Her heart blocked both her mouth and mind.

It didn’t take too long for the bubble to burst in the most wildest and most hurtful of ways….and for reality to come kicking in for its dues and recognition. All that truly glitters is not always gold or is it?

Bang! bang! “Police! Open the door madam! Open the door!” a loud ugly voice pierced though her silent house bombarding her grief struck ears, mascara and tear trailed face, as she lay flat on her kitchen floor facing her blank lifeless ceiling. Her stilettos sticking out from her feet. Blouse un-tucked. Weave displaced!

She lay there for the past hour spanning from early morning after she got wind from her close friends that her fiance had been arrested as a prime suspect for the murder of a woman suspected to be his lover in an apartment a few kilometers from hers!

But didn’t she already know that it was just a matter of minutes, seconds even, before the police walked right up to her doorstep. Her fiance had bloody led them to her!

Suddenly her senses came kicking right back in, the rosy petal covered glasses she wore finally cleared off and unclogged her mind and her mouth…..She was foolish….She had been foolish for him.. She had been foolish to herself…She had been fooled by love! That was her crime but would it be her end? Both of them were going to face the heat but she would burn more for believing a fool….Foolish.

 

 

2 responses to “Foolish….”

  1. I wish it had two different twists….you played safe with the ending, it seemed expected from the start. I wish next time you assume that we(readers) are in a bus, destination is Mombasa, we pass mtito andei Voi mariakani( up to mariakani everyone still believes that the bus is headed to Mombasa) but then at the final destination we end up not in Mombasa but somewhere else. What I mean is to to trap us readers into believing that the story will have a sad ending, but it doesn’t. Instead it becomes a happily ever after regardless of the title ”foolish’…break bars child break em all with your writing. All in all, I enjoyed it though I wished you would have played with our thoughts.

    Gods Speed

    Kim Swisha : )

  2. Wonderful! Inspires me to retrace my blog.

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