This is how the heart breaks

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“I do not feel the same way about you.” He whispered.
Ever felt your heart break. Well it felt like this: each beat was pain; like someone grabbed your heart from your chest and squeezed hard.
“But Davey…” I started. “Let me….”
“No.” He said.
He stood in front me with his hands on my face. His brown eyes looking at me with pity. Why I fell in love with him is something I would never understand. Maybe it was because of his brown eyes, thick eyebrows, and thin lips but the amazing smile helped (His teeth and those dimples). Or maybe it was the fact that he saw me when no one else did; Me, the chubby dreads girl in the back of the classroom always alone and he chose to be my friend. I wanted to cry but I wasn’t going to show him I was hurt even though my heart was breaking.
“Look Hazel. I know it’s not the answer you want. But at least it’s the truth.” He whispered. “It would be worse if I had lied to you and told you I felt the same when I don’t. Then you would hate me. You will find someone who will tell you those words one day.”
But what about our first kiss last weekend I thought but didn’t dare speak. What about my first kiss? Was it a sham? Was it a joke to him? Was I unattractive to him? Did I do something wrong?
“Are you okay?” He asked.
No. I was being rejected by the “love of my life.”
“Yes.” I answer. “I am okay. Thank you for your honesty.”
He smiled. His dazzling smile that would never be for me. He leaned in and kissed my cheek.
“So I gotta go. I will call you later. Got something I need to do. I am late.” He said cheerfully. “Can I call you in the evening?”
I nod as I watch him pick up his bag and walk away from me. Taking my heart with him. I wish I could ask him to give it back but I can’t.
My first tear drop falls.
This is how the heart truly breaks.

***

I want to turn around. I really do. But I can’t, because if I do then I go back and kiss all her tears away. I know I will see her crying and that will make me tell her everything. She doesn’t deserve to cry. She doesn’t deserve the life the problems I have in my life either. And it’s all my fault. I just broke her heart and mine at the same time.

Maybe I should have explained everything to her; but there was no guarantee she would understand why I told her I didn’t feel the same when deep down I knew I fell in love with her months ago. I will not turn around. I have made my bed and I will sleep in it.

I feel my phone vibrating and I pick it up knowing who it is before she speaks.

“I know I’m late. I’ll be there. Heading to my car. Be there in 20 minutes.” I say quickly
“Well, make it 15 minutes. I don’t want to be alone. I can’t meet the doctor by myself.”
“I’ll be there. Just wait for me. Stop panicking. Calm down. I’ll be there for you. Besides I am the father.”
“Don’t make me regret keeping it.”
“I made a promise I would stay with you. I will keep my promise.”
“Fine. See you soon then. Bye.”

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10 Comments Add yours

  1. I was gearing up to hate him. My mind had already started throwing daggers. The ever-loyal-lets-tear-him-to-shreds girlfriend mode had risen up.

    Then you had to go and give me his point of view!

    Ah, Kavuyi!!
    Why! Why must love be like this?!

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    1. vhuvu says:

      This is what I call the twist to every story. Lol.
      I hated him when I wrote the first part then I was like I don’t understand why he’s saying no. Lol. Love is soooo weird sometimes. 😄

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  2. ferddhie says:

    Just for fun, I’d like to try my hand at writing from the other girl’s POV

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    1. vhuvu says:

      Thought about it. You are welcome to write. 😄

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      1. ferddhie says:

        Vhuvu (Have I told you I like pronouncing your name?), I’ve come up with something. I don’t know where to post it cos it certainly doesn’t make sense as a standalone so I’m just gonna put it here for you to do what you want with it

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        1. vhuvu says:

          Vhuvu is the nickname. Kavuyi is the actual name. 😊
          I’m looking forward to reading it

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      2. ferddhie says:

        She put down the phone and burst into tears. She wasn’t a crier by any means but the pregnancy had her emotions shot to pieces and it wasn’t unusual anymore for them to move from one extreme to the other.

        She had wanted him, wanted this, but she hadn’t wanted it this way. She could still hear the anger in his voice when he picked the call and he hadn’t sounded like a joyful prospective father when he talked about taking care of the baby.

        There was a time recently when his voice had smiled at her; when he didn’t need to talk to her with hate in his voice.

        She knew he was friendly however he seemed to especially like her around and she had taken advantage of that. She became a significant part of his daily activities. She rode with him in his car to lectures; they went to the club together; she bought and prepared dinner for him sometimes and she met all of his close friends.

        She remembered wryly how they’d made their baby. It was the natural next step in their relationship and she had been pleasantly surprised when she discovered that he was still a virgin. Knowing that information ensured that she played the best tricks in her book and he, inexperienced and unprepared, had no defense against her feminine wiles.

        He had changed after that though and he’d avoided her as much as he could. In fact, until she discovered she was pregnant and informed him, they’d barely spoken for five minutes.

        She wasn’t trying to trap him but the opprobrium she was currently receiving for “getting herself pregnant” according to family members, would have been significantly worse than it currently was if she had been unable to produce a father.

        She was grateful he had understood that and as she rubbed an involuntary hand over her still flat stomach, she hoped that its contents would be a catalyst for getting them back together as they used to be. After all, marriage was for better for worse and he couldn’t very well hate her forever, could he? ~Senam

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        1. vhuvu says:

          Omg… I love this. I’m impressed. Overly impressed. You are amazing. Now I feel bad for her. Gosh. It’s a mixture of emotions. ❤❤❤

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          1. ferddhie says:

            Lol thanks! I felt bad for her too

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            1. vhuvu says:

              But touching either way.

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