Kiss In The Rain - Season 1 - Episode 5

4 years ago

Kiss In The Rain - Season 1 - Episode 5

Funke finally fired me as she was not ready sharing me with no other person. I headed straight to Segun’s house but decided not informing him I was coming. To my utmost surprise, I could not believe as my heart raced while my mind struggled to catch up. It couldn’t be him. I watched as my boyfriend, Segun plowed some girl in his living room. I watched his face-that stupid face that he made that drove me nuts when I was the one he was f-----g.

Me: Segguuunn!!! Seriously? What the hell are you doing? You just dropped me few hours ago at work and you went straight to another’s lady house, picked her up and started banging her. Jessssuuusss!

Segun: I can explain Mercy. He pleaded. He tried grabbing me but I was long gone.
It was all twisted up as he snarled like he thought he was some badass god of f-----g. Really it just made him look pathetic, like he was trying way too hard. Yep. That was him. The last 6 months of my life. Son of a b---h. The lady he was banging wasn’t even that cute!

I wiped the tears from my eyes as I ran back to take next taxi. On instinct I started to drive home before I realized it wasn’t an option. My parents would be home, probably sitting in the living room watching TV right now. There was no way I could let them see me like this. I had nowhere to go. Another bout of sobs wracked through me as I reached for my cell phone. I called the only person I’d always been able to rely on.

Me: “Hello?” “Julie?” My voice sounded weak and I hated it.

Julie: “Mercy? What’s wrong?”
I sniffled. I couldn’t find the words to tell her just yet.

Me: “Are you home? Can I come over?”

Julie: “I’m at the PALMS but I can be home in like 15 minutes.”

Me: “Ok.”
She hesitated.

Julie: “Can I get you anything while I’m here? Maybe some ice cream?”

I smiled through my tears. She knew me so well.

Me: “Black raspberry chip, please. And another half-gallon for yourself.”

Julie laughed. She had this sweet little giggle that always made me smile.

Julie: “I’ll be there soon, hon,” she promised softly.

When I got to her apartment, Julie’s car wasn’t at the usual parking lot so I sat on the steps and waited for her. The tears weren’t so heavy now and I pulled out my phone to text my a-----e of a soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend, Segun. I found his name in my contacts and stared at the screen. I wanted to text him something perfect. It had to be the right amount of aloof, snark, gotcha, and f--k off. But all I could think was why? Had I done something? Had I not done something? I thought he was different. I thought he could make me happy. Instead he went and reminded me why I’d been chronically single for so long.

I still hadn’t thought of anything to say when Julie’s car pulled in so I gave up and pocketed my phone. She bounded toward me with two bags and I grabbed one as she pulled me into a hug. I held her and fought off the tears that threatened to return.
Julie: “You ok?” she softly spoke in my ear.
Me: “No,” I answered honestly. “But can we go inside to talk about it?”
Once we were inside, Julie walked straight to the kitchen, then emerged with the ice cream and two spoons. There were no bowls; this was a straight-out-of-the-carton kind of night.

Me: “Can we watch something for a little bit?” I asked.

Julie: “What do you want to watch?”
I thought about it. My go-to was usually romantic comedy, but that sure as hell wasn’t happening tonight.

Me: “Something scary,” I answered. “I want to watch happy people die.”

Julie raised her eyebrows but didn’t respond. She pulled something off the shelf and put it in the DVD player. I didn’t really care what it was. We’d watched most of her movies together and she knew what I liked.
Julie sat beside me on the couch and we dug in as the movie began to play. It wasn’t five minutes into the movie before I spoke.
Me: “Segun is cheating on me.”
Julie looked at me.

Julie: “I’m sorry, sweetie. Are you sure?”
I nodded.
Me: “When I say he is cheating on me, present tense, I mean literally right now, this very second, he’s f-----g some Brazilian-fake-hair lady on his couch. I was fired from work today, I decided to go his place and find suits but found something else. He’s f-----g a b---h right now as we speak. I doubt what he found in that dirty igbo smoking lady. Unless she has a magical healing p---y, I’m pretty sure he’s a lying sack of shit.”

Julie didn’t say anything. Sometimes there was nothing to say, so she just listened.

Me: “It’s not like I was in love with him,” I continued. “I don’t even think I’m upset at losing him in particular. It’s just…” I struggled to fight back the tears, but they came anyway and my voice cracked as I spoke. “Why doesn’t anyone love me? Ever?”

Julie: “Oh, honey.” She grabbed the ice cream from me and placed it on the table before wrapping me in her arms. She held me as I sobbed into her shoulder. “Just because Segun is a scumbag doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong with you. He didn’t deserve you.”

Me: “No,” I shook my head, still clinging to my best friend. “Because it’s not just him. Everyone leaves me. Men hate me.”

Julie: “Men are idiots,” Julie responded fiercely.

She wiped a tear from my cheek “Look at me.” I sniffled before glancing up.