“Things I should have said” end of chapter one. 

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​She realized she was never going to sleep if she continued lying on that bed so she decided to grab a quick snack and maybe watch a movie with the hope that she will fall asleep. It was already one in the morning and she was pretty cold so she raped herself in her thick tiger skin colored blanket and dragged herself to her kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took a slice of low fat plain cake she had baked two days ago and an apple put on a plate struggling to allow just a small part of her hand leave the blanket into the cold.

She was finally back in her room after walking with all caution not to let the cold get to her.  She turned on the medium sized flat screen she had in her room and the first face she saw was that of Sam with those blue eyes looking straight at her…( well not really, he was just staring at the comers).

He was being interviewed at the party since it was the first time he attended in person the press was having their fill of him. She hurriedly changed the channel then she remembered that for the past two years she was always on the couch at that time waiting to watch the party highlights hoping and wishing for the day to come when she would be really be able to be there in person but now that she was in attendance, it turns out she didn’t even stay till the end of the party. For a minute, she thought of herself to be brainless for haven left that amazing party all in the account of avoiding Sam. A part of her wished she had stayed to have a good time and with her latest achievement, she definitely would have been interviewed and might have been looking at herself on the screen. But she consoled herself with the thought that she would not have missed having a confrontation with Sam and it wouldn’t have been fun giving that she might not have been able to hold back the anger she felt inside. It would only have led to nothing but an embracement and the press would have had a great time so she probably did the right thing to go home.

The next channel had a replay of a Steve show going on so she stayed on it and tried her hardest to get herself to focus on it. Even though she watched, her mind was still far wondering how the night might have turned out had she stayed at the party. Should we have had the chance to talk? What could possibly be his explanation for such an arrogant behavior? Would he even have explained? Those are the questions that ran through hear head till she fell asleep. She woke up the next morning with a head ach, the TV still on and to realize that she couldn’t remember when she fell asleep then it downed on her that last night’s party was real and not just a dream.

Sam woke up on his couch in his house in LA feeling very tired and remembered he had hardly slept a wink last night. He spent the night reliving the moment he was introduced or should I say reintroduced to Nicole at the party. “She was looking elegant in that dress and she acted so gracefully” he thought to himself even though he knew he didn’t deserve even a minute of her time and he didn’t know how she will react but he was impressed at her composure. No one could notice they had known each other and she looked so calm like she didn’t even remember him. But he knew her and he knew she that even though she talked and smiled so gracefully, she had a lot of anger buried inside those radiant eyes of hers and that though she said “nice to meet you” as they shock hands, her words definitely did not convey what she truly felt.


Author: goodnessndikeh

I just wrote two novellas and am working on something new. Am not a published author yet but I created this blog for writers to get comments from their potential readers. #worldoffiction#

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