Laurna’s Vacation 2018

Laurna’s Vacation 2018

Picture witnessing someone being hit over by a bus while she’s taking a photo, your purse falling into the hotel’s man made waterfall and being an hour late for the show. That’s just to name a few of the things which took place during my 2018 vacation!

I highly anticipated this vacation as Hurricane Maria practically ruined my plans last year when my sister and I first bought our tickets to St Lucia. Having paid to change our dates, we were packed and ready to go.

 

 

May 10th 2018 my vacation begins, hair braided with my make up on fleek my sister Carlisle and good friends Alicia and Miguel and I are all on the Express. It’s my first time travelling and I choose to stand at the back of the boat where the view of the ocean is great and the sea occasionally splashes your skin. The sun is blazing hot and I’m grateful for the awesome weather, though I am nervous as hell my sister and Miguel accompany me to the back and keep checking on me to ensure I’m ok. Within a few minutes out unto the ocean a group from Martinique begins playing music, I mean beating wooden drums, clapping and singing, they seem to be a cultural band returning to Martinique from a performance and they literally rock the boat. Everyone begins dancing, singing and clapping and I was happy to get the distraction because the sea became choppy after a while and moving from side to side helped me adjust to the sea’s motion.

Everyone seems to be enjoying the ride, I’m surrounded by smiles and happy people and I can feel this is going to be an amazing vacation.

We check into Jennifer’s hideaway in the late afternoon after being on the water for four hours we are a little later than expected. The immigration line was long and tiring and we were the last ones to get through. However, feeling so overwhelmed did not distract me from the beauty of St Lucia, (Miguel‘s friend Yannick from St Lucia was courteous enough to pick us up from the ferry to the guesthouse). The island was so similar yet vastly different from my homeland Dominica, similar by the trees and nature, but they were so creative with their infrastructure that I was intrigued. The guesthouse was about 20 minutes away from the town Castries and we get to this forest as we drove in. Tall and short trees, trees of different shades of green, majestic and splendid fortress as we drove on dry leaves to approach the guesthouse. We are greeted by this petite, silver haired queen by the door of this lovely flat house surrounded by colourful flora and fauna.

Within a few minutes of surveying the house we knew we would have stayed, there was this porch decorated by amazing flowers and plants including the marijuana plant, overlooking the town and the harbour. The rest of the house was homely with ornaments from china, china and silverware with walls covered with abstract paintings that Jennifer painted herself some of which were scary looking with eyes that peered at you and dark paint that resembled something else, however we overlooked this and stayed.  This was her home she kindly rented out to tenants and we couldn’t have refused.

The girls and I share a room with two beds while Miguel bunks alone, as we begin unpacking and prepare to hit the town. Miguel and Yannick organize for a rental for the four days we are going to be here and the drive is about an hour to get to the rental place. Being famished we decided to go along with them in hopes of finding food along the way.

The island of St Lucia is breath-taking, with lush green mountains like Dominica and similar housing schemes I feel like I am home away from home. We eventually stopped at a road side snakette, and discover that they sell some of the best local fish burgers and tamarind juice and huge pies for only $3.00, I can’t believe the food here is so awesome and cheap. From the rentals we drive back to the guesthouse and prepare to hit the town to go to see some karaoke that my cousin told me about. Getting to the town at night proved to be no easy trip, as we navigated using GPS, I get scared as hell in hopes that we don’t get lost. Miguel being the ambitious leader of the group seems confident and doesn’t panic as we journey through the roads of St Lucia in hopes of finding this small restaurant my cousin told me about. After driving through several streets, Miguel decided to call Yannick who gave us directions. We drive to Rodney Bay and the place is lit, I mean the entire street is lined up with malls bars and restaurants. Lights, music, excitement and hundreds of people are crowding up the place, I’ve never seen anything like this so I’m taken aback and I really love this place.

 

Live band is playing at the Keebees restaurant, waitresses at your beck and call, ambience is lovely and the vibe is amazing. The next day we plan to go to the traffic department to get a permit for the rental and to also do some shopping and purchase tickets to attend the Jazz Festival. We know this is going to be fun as we navigate to get to the town still using GPS, we enjoy the scenery. Our day consist of a wild goose chase to first the airport then the actual traffic department as we were given the wrong directions, at the end of it we found out that we didn’t need the permit. We didn’t know whether to laugh or be angry as we wasted half our day but discovered more of the island as a result and bought mangoes and bananas along the way something we hadn’t seen for over 9 months since hurricane Maria destroyed our island.

 

We finally made our way to Rodney Bay to shop and to also collect tickets for tonight’s Jazz concert at The Royalton five star Hotel. The malls are adjacent to each other and run as far as the eyes can see; we do not know where to start. We eventually start shopping and find out that clothes here are also cheap, so we’re shopping like crazy. We get café latees at the famous Felly Belly and we’re laughing and having a good time. We ask around as to where we can purchase the tickets and we’re directed to the Cell which is in one of the malls. We all purchase our tickets $100 each and realize the show starts at 7 which meant we didn’t have much time left. Alicia hadn’t found a dress for the festival and so we hurried off while Miguel is annoyed that he got to wait on us. So we help her look around some more passing her dresses ,while she’s trying them on in the dressing room. Carlistle and I get lost looking for outfits of our own when a young lady calls at us and tells us someone is asking for us in the dressing room. We rush to the dressing room to find Alicia in panic as she holds unto her trousers

”What happened?” we ask “I peed on myself” she cried, she explained how she had been holding it and when she was about to use the washroom she lost control. The floor and her trousers were wet and I became frantic. Carlistle calmed us down as she went looking for the cheapest pair of trousers she could find while Alicia switches dressing rooms. Carlisle returns with a pair of black leggings and we tell her to put it on quickly so we can get out of there before the sales reps can notice anything. Carliste and I return to the racks to casually search for more dresses to pretend like nothing is wrong, we notice one of the sale girls survey the dressing room and my heart skip. I become so nervous and hope they won’t notice it was us. We then over heard two of the sales girls discuss that someone peed in one of the dressing rooms, and we become more worried. Carliste keeps praying for Alicia to hurry up as Miguel comes up to us.

‘’Are you guys ready? Because I wanted to get some Domino’s Pizza before we leave’’

Carlistle and I exchange worried looks ‘’ Where’s Alicia?’’ he ask before we could reply she walks out of the dressing room and we tell him let’s get that pizza.

It’s after six and we are waiting on the pizza, we each discuss what we bought, while Miguel gets distracted by his phone Alicia still feels embarrassed and is still in shock, she asks us to promise never to tell anyone. (P.S her name has been changed obviously for this story lol).

We get the pizza 20 minutes later and we are rushing out of Rodney’s Bay knowing we are late for Jazz Fest, realizing we won’t get time to eat; we eat the pizza along the way while Miguel is still trying to remember the road back to the guesthouse.

 

We eventually made it to the guesthouse and Miguel sets off the alarm awakens a threated Jennifer who thinks someone is robbing her, we quickly calm her down, apologise and offer her pizza to make up.

Getting dressed takes forever since I’ve been planning my look months ahead, I actually had an African print pants made just for this occasion. The girls and I step out of our rooms and Miguel looks at me in a surprised manner, smiles and kind of blushes. He politely compliments us all

‘’You look good yourself’’ I uttered as he opens the front door for us, you might be wondering why Miguel and I aren’t a thing well… that’s not what this blog is about so I’ll just focus on the vacation for now lol.

We are driving towards the hotel and Miguel is confident he knows the way as he goggled it, I am nervous while everyone else is excited. I hope St Lucians don’t keep their time as Dominicans I said as its now after 7pm, we all laugh and all hope the same thing. We made it to the Parking Lot where policemen showed us where to park and from there a shuttle drives us to the Hotel. The Royalton Hotel as the name suggest is majestic with a huge waterfall curtaining an illumination over the name Royalton. However on getting closer to the hotel we see hundreds of guests emitting the entrance on the set red carpet. Did we miss the show I asked myself as we got out the shuttle, people were emitting the hotel while others were standing outside in small groups laughing and in heavy discussion, I went up to this well dressed gentleman and asked him kindly if we missed the show

‘’Yes, the show is over’’ he said in a French accent as he smiled we couldn’t believe it, I quickly went up to a policeman and asked the same question

‘’Yes, it just ended’’ he replied I looked at my friends and we were all in disbelief we were too late. There was this couple who came on the shuttle with us who also couldn’t believe it. I mean how our money could go to waste like that, the policemen advised us to go speak to the organizers who sat behind a table near the entrance. We told them our situation and how we didn’t know the show would be so short. They told us that there was this other show at 11, so we should hold unto our tickets and could possibly get into the next show. That was bit of a relief but we had three whole hours before the next show. We decided to sit near the waterfall take pictures and wait, to our amazement we were not the only ones waiting on the next show and other people were taking photos as well. While taking pictures a bus that was turning in the yard accidently bounced into a girl who was distracted taking photos, she didn’t notice the bus coming. We screamed and people run to her, my heart burned in my chest and saw no sign of her as the bus seemed to run over her. Miguel went together with other persons to see what happened. The three of us were worried and hoped she was ok, Miguel came back after speaking with the rest of the persons at the sight, he told us hopefully she was ok and the review mirror was what knocked her. We thanked God then sat back near the fountain when my sister’s purse fell into the waterfall, “This is the worst vacation” she cried as we managed to fish it out of the water.

“Don’t say that” I told her, hopefully her phone wasn’t in the purse but her ticket for the festival got soaked. We all looked at each other and laughed out real hard; this definitely was a vacation we wouldn’t forget.

 

Two hours later persons began going in for the second show, finally we could go in, we each gave the guy at the entrance our tickets and went in laughing at Carlisle’s embarrassing expression as she handed over her wet ticket. Inside we were greeted with a glass of fine, wine and smiling faces. The set up for the jazz was amazing, huge stage overlooking the 100s of tables and chairs. Each table covered in white table cloths and colourful candles, the ambience is so intriguing. We went to a table with chairs of four and waitresses soon serve us finger foods. The Show commences with a great MC who opens the stage with a DJ (can’t recall his name) but he’s Caucasian, long hair combed back with a hat covering his face. He begins to play this real old school R&B and the crowd goes wild, I realize it’s a bunch of grown folks at this jazz festival and I thank God I’m a 90’s baby who happens to love Old school. Every song he puts on we all sing along and couple of people stand and start dancing. The place is hyped and we are singing and dancing, unfortunately we were not allowed to take pictures or any video recordings. The main act comes out Lalah Hathaway and she is spectacular and gave a great performance, one that brought couples up front to dance with their sweetheart and I’m goshing and cherishing every moment. The show ended about minutes to 1am and everyone can’t stop talking about the show I am glad I encouraged them to attend.

We are still using GPS to find our way back to the guesthouse and somewhere along the way we decide to take a short cut and got lost, we drove to a tunnel that brought us to a dirt road with a dead end. We didn’t panic as we quickly found our way back to the main road and headed safely home.

The next day we decide to dedicate towards shopping since yesterday was a bit rushed we head back to Rodney Bay and we shop and eat till night fall. We simmer down at this restaurant and Miguel calls Yannick up to come join us since we hadn’t really hung out with him. Yannick and his girlfriend meet up with us an hour later and bring us to this bar one of their friends own just to chill and hang out. The manager offers us all a sit and he has two other friends with him so they begin talking about the spiritual realm and it goes from interesting to being really weird. This guy talks about his out of body experience and becoming an enlightened being, from Jesus to obtaining Power to do things I soon realize Yannick and his girl are into some really freaky things.

Luckily my cousin calls us up and says she is coming over to greet us, she shows up a few minutes later and after the introductions she asks us if we want to go for a quick drive around the town so she can show us a few places. We excused ourselves and off we went, the town was up and still busy as she showed us different hotels even bringing us into one to use the washroom. The Blue Coral was the hotel’s name and it was beautiful, with air conditioned washrooms and lovely pool bars, she told us to return so we could have a one day pass to spend at the hotel.

We make it back home and we’re exhausted after a long day of shopping, the next day our last day on this beautiful island, which happened to be Mother’s Day, Yannicks girlfriend decided to take us hiking and sailing at the Sandals Hotel. She used to work there so she got to sign us up for sailing for free as she said they owed her for all the stuff she’s done for them.

We waited for Yannick and his girl Keisha the next morning and we almost thought they cancelled because we were waiting for hours. However the hours were not wasted as Jennifer took the time to relish us about her life as a model in England in her younger days; she also starred in a 70’s movie called Life on Mars I think. Her model photos were numerous and lovely and she had aged beautifully. All this while we were being housed by a local celebrity, I couldn’t believe it. They finally arrive to tell us the hiking been cancelled because of a Mother’s Day event the section of the hiking was closed off. But we were told that the sailing was still on and that we should hold our swim suits. The drive to the beach was fun as we chatted about how much fun we were having and how we needed to come back soon. We also decided to go to the theatre later that night as that was one of the things I wanted to do while here. We arrive at the parking lot and walk across to the beach, on the left side of the road was the hotel and it was beautiful. With luscious green yards, beds and hammocks, like something straight out of a Travel magazine cover.

We head to a food snackette on the beach and get some food to eat as we hadn’t eaten anything since morning; we get some delicious St Lucian cuisine that causes us to lick our fingers. As we enjoy our meals, live music is beginning to play and the infamous Hotel California song comes on, Yannick begins to sing along and he goes on to explain what the song means. My sister and I exchange looks and wondered if Yannick couldn’t be any weirder. So we ended our meals and head towards the Marina where we come to the water Sports area alongside the Sandals hotel where there were many cabanas, lodge chairs and tourists. Many tourists, tourist seated at the beach restaurant which was beautifully decorated in aqua and tortoise colours, tourists at the tables beneath the umbrellas, tourist laying beneath their cabanas, tourists at the two swings made out in the sea and tourist engaging in several of the water sports . They were trying out the water skies, while a family were at kayaking and some were far out into the sea sailing, sailing the thing we came here to do. Our names were written down and we quickly changed into our bathing suits, placed on life jackets and spilt into groups of three.

We were far out into the sea with Kiesha as our sailor and Yannick was out with Miguel and Alicia. Kiesha and Yann had taken a sailing class some time back and learnt well enough to give us this treat. The water felt great splashing against my skin and the wind enveloped us in its awesome splendour. Things were going smooth till we needed to change sides and the hob cat almost capsized causing Carlistle to deep beneath some waves, I panicked as I was scared for her life, knowing she can’t swim, her face remained expressionless and it all happened so fast. Kiesha took quick control of the situation and luckily we did not turn over. We laughed it off minutes later and enjoyed the rest of sailing as normal. We decided to head back to shore as the wind began going against the sailes,we made it safely back to shore and went over to some floating pools on the water while we waiting for Yannick’s team to return.

They eventually joined us and told us of their tales as we told them of ours; we were all laughing and grinning at the same time. We relaxed in the pool some more then did some swimming. Looking at the beautiful hotel before us and the beauty of the sun on this lovely day I smiled knowing I enjoyed myself and was going to miss this place.

 

We headed back home about minutes to five to return to go to the theatre as planned. However between packing and getting ready to go to the movies we arrived five minutes late for the movie we were supposed to see at 7pm. Yannick and Kiesha decided to wait with us for the next movie that started at 8:15 so we could see it from the beginning. It was pretty sweet on their part but we had to return the vehicle to the rentals by 10 and no doubt we were going to be late for that as well. But in St Lucia time went out the window as we were on vacation darn it.

The Avengers Infinity ended after 10 and it did not disappoint, quickly after we made our way out of town and towards the rentals. The owner wasn’t pleased about the time we returned but brushed it off after Yann explained the situation. We all made ourselves in Yannicks jeep and headed back to the guesthouse. It began to dawn on me that this vacation was really over and my heart felt heavy.

We got back to the guesthouse to meet Jennifer waiting on us; she had made out four autographed paintings of hers to us. She told us how she enjoyed our company and would miss us terribly.

The next day we were packed and ready to leave and head out to meet the Ferry at 7am, with sleep in our eyes. I looked at the streets, trees, the town Castries who we were too busy to visit; one last time (I secretly promised I’d be back to visit as four days was just not enough).We waved Yann good bye and my heart cried as we said good bye to the lovely island of St Lucia.

Written by

Laurna Guiste

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Main Dish with Sides continues

Nicole was applying her night cream,she had changed into her blue pajamas.The boys were still watching the game. She inhaled and exhaled,counted to 20,she did everything she thought of in that moment to keep her from losing it.

For the first time, she resisted texting Oscar,she didn’t know what to say,no,she honestly felt embarrassed that her conclusions were correct.She couldn’t call Mona nor Jocelyn they’d advice her to leave.Should she leave? She didn’t want to live with her obnoxious sister either,who she knew  would counsel her with I told you so lectures,she didn’t want any confrontations other than with Darius.She wanted to know why, why did he cheat.

She exited watsapp and put her phone down and reopened messenger on Darius’s iPad. She opened the messages with Alice and left it there so he would see she read it all.

She turnt off the lights and pretended to sleep.

About an hour later she awoke to hear the boys leaving,she had actually fallen asleep.She quickly composed herself as she heard him making his way to the bedroom.She turnt with her back facing the door  and closed her eyes.

He turned the lights on,yawned as he sat on the bed,he was on the iPad.

“Oh shit” he mumbled ,

She turned towards him and sat up,his face was flushed with embarrassment and annoyance.

“I can’t believe you’ve been lying to me this whole time”

“Yow what the hell were you doing on my iPad,huh?”

She stood up

“Why did you cheat on me Darius!”

He stood up as well

“why were you going through my things Nicole huh”?

“That’s not the point!”

“It is,you must learn to respect people’s things!”

“You left it open and I acted on a feeling, I’ve been having,Now why the hell did you cheat on me!”Nicole yelled getting angry.

He sighed as he looked up at the ceiling with his hands on his sides,

“It just happened ok, She’s been going through a real rough time and Ive Known her longer than I’ve known you and she wanted some help”

“what!?so you helped her by sleeping with her?”

“No Nicole listen,please sit down,”

Nicole began pacing the room,

“No! You don’t tell me what to do,your story makes no sense”

“No honestly,you gotta sit for me to tell you  how it all happened, please”

“Just bleeping tell me why you cheated Darius!

“Ok,you want the truth ,well you were stressing me out and I went over to her house once cause she was having family probs, and while we were talking she ended up kissing me”

Nicole eyes got watery

He continued,

“I was surprised and didn’t kiss back,but you and I ended up having space and one thing led to another”

“Darius really? You’ve been cheating on me even if we got back together!?”

“She got clingy and didn’t wanna stop,I wanted to end things but she threatened to kill herself, she’s had a history of self inflicting herself,”

“And what about those other people you’ve been chatting with,you slept with them too!?”

He shook his head

“Oh no,no,no,these are just chats, people I talk to when I’m bored, it’s nothing I swear!”

Nicole felt her heart burn and rise to her throat,her skin got hot and her mind raced.

Darius couldn’t look her in the face as he spoke,

“You liar!I need you to end all this or I’m leaving!”

“Didn’t you hear what I said, she’ll kill herself if I end things,do you want that on your conscience?”

Tears run down Nicole’s face,as she shook her head in frustration.He came over to wipe her tears,She brushed him off.

“Stop crying” he said lowly

“We’ll get through this,I’ll find a way to end things I promise” as he held her close.With her head on his chest,she felt every bit of anger rush through her.She pushed him away.

“I’m leaving “She cried as she stood up

“Don’t leave ok,” he took his phone and  left the room.

Nicole began packing her things and mumbling to herself as to every reason why she should leave.

He walked back into the room with a smirk on his face,

“No, I’m a wicked person”

he admitted shaking his head.

He got serious,”You know it’s real late,you can leave  if you want ,but  tomorrow, I’ll sleep on the couch,but I can’t let you leave this late”

Nicole froze as she looked at him in disgust as he took his sheet and pillow and went to sleep on the couch.She looked at the time on her phone and was after 1am ,she sighed. She sat on the bed as the tears poured,she cried at her situation,at her life and how did she get there.

She curled herself up on the bed using the clothes she had in her hands to cover herself as she cried herself to sleep.

Main dish with Sides (Episode 3)

After two weeks goes by, Nicole finally decided to go back to her apartment.She was getting tired of him calling and texting her about how he missed her,and how he needed her to start the business, and she was getting tired of feeling up on herself and buying batteries.That night she returned,they had make up sex ,both called in sick the next day and stayed in bed until noon.

A few months goes by and things started feeling ok and they finally started their essential oil business N.D Naturals ,the one they usually pillow talked about.Darius would get the oils from locals and he and Nicole would make candles and hair butter out of it.They decided to run the shop on weekends as things were still fresh,so they monitored the progress and observed how it went.Sales were still slow but they were steady. Before long,N.D Naturals was becoming known and started creating a buzz in the small town.

And for the first time, Nicole could actually see them settling down. Something about him had changed,he seemed happy,he was more willing to make things happen ,Nicole decided the space did some good afterall.

One afternoon Nicole left work early and so she decided to pass by the small space that was leased to them to sell their products at. To her surprise it was open.On approaching the back of the shop she noticed Alice sitting on the edge of a desk, licking her lips and staring deeply into Darius’s eyes who seemed to be blushing and flirting right back.

Nicole cleared her throat and they both seemed awaken from a deep trance.

“Hey you’re out of work early” he said turning his watch around his wrist to face the time.

“Yea I am,I don’t think we’ve met, I’m Darius’s girlfriend, Nicole!”

Alice expression changed as she eyed Darius confused,

“Girl friend? “

“Yes,also business partner..” Nicole added sharply

“What! I thought you were running this place with your brother..

Darius sighed as he shook his head and pulled Alice aside and spoke so low that Nicole could not hear.

Alice seemed upset as she took her bag and left.

“Did I miss something?” Asked Nicole as Darius took his car keys and left with Nicole standing there confused.

He didn’t come home till later that night,he took a shower and laid next to her and didn’t answer any questions she asked.As she laid beside him, craving his touch and attention he got lost texting on his phone.

She tweested and turnt that whole night when she woke the next day,he was gone and he didn’t even leave her breakfast.

This continued for weeks and Nicole got blamed for everything going wrong.If he woke up late,if he forgot something he said it was because she was stressing him.The arguments started again and the only time he looked at her was when he wanted sex.After he ejaculated he would go back to ignoring her and playing his video games.

It was the night of a huge basketball game and Darius invited Ken and Drew over to watch the game.

“What’s up with your girl” asked Drew when he realized Nicole barely speaking to them as she seemed to be in her own world ignoring them. Drew stupes as he rolled his eyes,

“We alright men,can we watch the game please”

“Reason I asked is because the shop has been closed everytime I pass by ,are y’all fighting again” he insisted

Darius face got serious,”Men learn to mind your business before I put you out”

Ken laughed as Drew shook his head,

“Ok men ok”

They went back to watching the game.

Nicole shook her head in frustration and went to lay down. As she laid on the bed scrolling through her phone,she realized his iPad was opened.She suddenly got an idea to go through it ,she shook it off at first,but the more she thought of it,the stronger the desire got.She tip toed to have a glance at them before doing her crime.They were cheering, laughing too deep in the game to realize anything.

She closed the door and quickly grabbed the iPad,with trembling fingers she went on his Facebook messenger,and to her dismay she saw a message from Alice.

There were other messages but this one stood out,she quickly clicked it and her heart sunk as she read through the messages.Darius had been over at Alice’s place multiple times and had several sexual encounters.There were a few nudes of eachother and by the looks of it Darius was claiming he and Nicole were still separated and having problems.

A sharp pain pierced through her heart as she felt a rush of emotions run through her body. She just knew it,all her suspicions were correct, that gut feeling she had was accurate she felt so right yet so defeated. What a fool she had been,she felt so betrayed and angry.

She began quickly going through the other messages ,they were from other women and men, flirting with Darius,promising to meet up,there were more nudes,there was too much.

She closed messenger,she had read and seen enough,she wiped her eyes and went to take a shower.Furiously washing her hair, scrubbing her body from head to toe,she lathered her lady parts so fiercely so as to wipe off every other lingering parts of him,some parts she rubbed so roughly that she bruised her skin,she wanted all of him washed away from her.She sobbed as she recalled every message,every detail Evey lie.Who was He..

To be continued.

Grateful

For my life,

Every person that I have met,

Every encounter ,good or bad made me who I am,

Forced me to grow,

I love life and I’m grateful for every experience that I’ve felt, good or bad molded my present,

Circumstances made me who I chose to be

I am happy of the places I’ve been , different songs heard,movies watched, personalities merched not all sweet but different savory and taste was interesting.

I love what makes life interesting ,the people, places,things,I love not sitting still for long hours,but I love moving and doing and exploring all what life has to offer

Life is a gift and I intend not to waste it

Written by

Laurna G

Episode 2(Junk Food)

Nicole and Mona stepped into Happy Burger to grab a fast bite,was a Saturday afternoon,they had just gotten off work.

“Hey isn’t that Darius” asked Mona looking over Nicole’s shoulder.

“Don’t look right away, he’s with some girl”

Nicole smile faded,as she quickly looked behind just in time to see Darius laughing and in deep conversation with a tall,skinny light skin girl.He was so distracted and the restaurant was so full that he didn’t see her. Nicole got red in the cheeks and she began eating quickly.

Mona shook her head in disappointment,

“I don’t know why you put up with this?”

“we had an argument ok,I told him I needed some space”

She was now stuffing her face with fries and pretended she was fine. Mona kept eyeing Darius.

“Space? and he’s already screwing someone else the next day?”

Nicole could die,she began feeling uncomfortable.

“You know what, let’s go”she began putting her food away.

“But we just got here”

“No I wanna leave!”

“Ok,let me atleast use the washroom first” Mona left quickly to use the washroom as Nicole painfully waited.

She pulled out her phone and texted Oscar.As she awaited a reply she felt someone rub her back,she looked up into Darius’s brown eyes.

He had on a huge smile,

“I thought that was you, what’s up?”

“I’m ok,how are you?” She fought to keep her composure.

“I’m good,so how long we doing this space for?”

She looked back at the girl eating her meal,she felt her chest getting hot .

“I don’t know,I see you already moved on”

He looked back at the girl shaking his head,

“Girl,that’s Alice,my old high school buddy,we just catching up,been a minute.”

“Hmm”

“See that business idea I was telling you about, she’s willing to help us start,she got some ideas.”

“Ok,you better not be lying Darius”

“Stupes, I’ll message you the information later.”

He hugged up on her tightly,”Now go on outta here” he said smiling.

“Yea I’m just waiting on Mona”

Mona walked up to them and rolled her eyes at Darius,as she ignored his greeting.

“You ready?”

“Yea, let’s go” Nicole and Mona left without looking back at him.

“what were you guys talking about?did he just hug you?”

Nicole kept her steps steady as she ensured they got far away from Happy Burger as possible.She pulled Mona into a clothing store.

“Girll,that boy lying,he wants me to believe that’s his “friend”,can you believe he said she got business ideas for us”

Mona was confused,

“Business ideas for what??on how to ride him? tell me you did not believe that!?

“I don’t know girl, I just feel something ain’t right,just a few days and he on some date with some girl”

Mona agreed.

Nicole was spending the week at her sisters place,as she sat on her bed, feeling so defeated.She was so lost in her thoughts that she missed the messages on her phone.

They were from Oscar and two from Darius.She listened to Darius’s voice note first,his voice was calm, reassuring,told her all the ideas for the new business,and he gave her he and Alice highschool stories.The message ended on how Alice would supply them with a spot to rent out to start their business.He was excited and wanted her back home so they could discuss further.

Oscar message was telling her he was watching Basketball and and if she wanted to join him,he later changed his mind and Said it was a joke when she didn’t answer.Nicole held the phone against her chest as tears formed at the corner of her eyes,and then rolled down the sides of her face.

To be continued

Episode 1 continues

They had been driving in the rain for what felt like hours and Oscar was trying to wrap his head around this story and why Darius was being now placed on his list of guys he felt was secretly gay.But he Of course kept his thoughts to himself as he tried to be sympathetic to his “work wife”,who had definitely been here before ,in his pickup, crying her eyes out complaining about her insensitive and asshole boyfriend,who also happened to have an 8in penis and was good in bed(,he never forgot her stories ).

Nicole was the type who vented to him alot about both the good and bad of her relationship ,but mostly the bad.

But as much as he wanted to tell her leave this guy alone,a deeper part of him also wanted her to grow the hell up and learn her lessons just like he did. He knew she learning them on her own would cause her not to repeat them,so as usual he encouraged her,offered her tissue and told her Darius would hopefully come around.

“I don’t know,but it feels different this time” she said holding back more tears.

Oscar eyed her sadly, holding back telling her how puffy her face looked and instead held her hand tightly for reassurance.

“wanna go get some drinks?”

She looked at the time reading minutes to 9:00pm

“Maybe we shouldn’t,we got work tomorrow”

“Come on!” He said driving into a parking lot close to a bar.

The bar seemed busy for a Monday night,and as he parked he realized she pulled up her window.

“Are you coming in with me?’

“Nuh,you go ahead,I’ll wait for you here”

He rolled his eyes,”Ok,what do you want then?”

“I’ll just have a beer thanks”she was looking out the windshield as if to spot someone.

Oscar stepped out laughing a little.

After 15 minutes he was back with a pack of beers,before Nicole could protest he stated that he won it for being the most cutest guy in there. She couldn’t stop laughing and she knew that it was also factual,he was cute.Oscar was mixed with Amerindian blood that gave him curly ,long hair that he kept short and a vanilla skin that glowed in sunshine.He was perfect.

As he offered her a beer,she shook her lingering thoughts off.They drove into the night ,old school music blasted on the radio and tears seemed like something of the past.

He hugged her tight as he dropped her off at her apartment.She opened slowly,quietly,removed her shoes and tip toed into the washroom.Exhaled as she wiped off the makeup ,peeled off her clothes and stepped into the shower.

She smiled remembering the time with Oscar she was so grateful for his genuine friendship.She was soon bought back to reality when she felt a hand around her neck,a grip that startled her but soon soothed her as the hand began to massage her tension out.Soft kisses were plastered on her back .He turned her towards his slender, narked body and eyed her so sensually.

“I’m sorry for tonight”

“No,I’m sorry” she mumbled reaching out to kiss him.

He rested his forehead against hers,

He held her thick and curvy body close.

“where did you go?” I was getting worried?”

“I met up with Jocelyn,she was still in town,we hanged out a bit,had some beer”

“Had too much to drink huh?”

“No,I’m good”

“I Kinna wish you were,you know how you get when you’re drunk” he smirked kissing her deeply,she tasted marijuana on his tongue.

She had no more words as she surrendered to his passion and forgot everything but now.

Look out for Episode 2

Episode 1 continues

Nicole clocked out of Randy’s supermarket said her good byes to her favorite coworkers Jocelyn and Mona and her work husband Oscar. They all told her have fun as she crossed the street waving.

They all knew eachother for about two years now and bonded over free coffee in the lunchroom,work gossip and work stress. Oscar was branded the name work husband because he and Nicole bonded over way more,as they often shared similar views on the afterlife,movies and weird shit that others didn’t like discussing with either of them cause they would always whoop up some conspiracy theory.

They were so similar yet vastly different.Nicole was wild and free and believed in trying something atleast once,Oscar was mysterious yet guarded and careful now after he’d gotten his heart broken.Nicole was naive,and somewhat innocent and gullible in love,she had no idea what true love was and hanged on tightly to anything that felt good,Oscar was a good guy,and respected women especially Nicole.

She made long strides towards the Chinese restaurant where Darius said he was waiting on her.The allies were dark and the street lights were dim,but led her pathway just fine.She had worn a red and white floral top,one which Darius said was his favorite along with jeans and wedge heels.

She eventually made it to Lil China restaurant,this was a place Darius often raved about but never took her to.He loved their meals so much that he decided to wait on her there while he met up with his buddies Ken and Drew. Two of Nicole’s least favorite people but she pretended to care for ,for Darius sake.

As she got closer to them she realized to her dismay that they had just eaten,there were leftover Chinese dumplings and beer bottles on the table. They were in laughter and deep conversation when Nicole joined them.

“what’s going on here,I thought we were going out to dinner”

she said trying to control her tone but her expression gave off disappointment . Darius smirked and fought to find the right words and Nicole realized he was tipsy.

“We are,we are ,I was just waiting so long that I decided to buy something to munch on” Andrew laughed and they greeted Nicole and went back into their topic.

Nicole sat with her shoulders dropping as she analyzed what to do and as she overthinked,Ken offered her some leftover dumplings.

That was it, she exhaled .

“I wanna go home” she blurted out

“what?! Ain’t we going to dinner?”asked Darius with a confused look on his face

“No I change my mind,I wanna go home”she felt even more hurt as the words came out her mouth.

Darius expression got serious,

“After I waited on you, that’s what you do? You embarrass me infront of my friends?!” His voice rised above the restaurant music and people started looking their way. Ken and Andrew shook their head as they quickly rose and made an excuse to leave.

“You know what I can’t do this” he muttered as he eyed her with fire in his eyes .

“I’m out here trying to make things work and you just had to spoil it”

Her eyes were watery as she clenched her fist,

“well I’m done too, I’m going home” she said as she stood and left. Darius was furious and confused,he just sat there not knowing what to do.

She nervously dialed into her phone calling Oscar.

“Hello,Nic sup?”

“Come Get me now,please!”she cried

“Are you ok?ok where are you, I’ll be right there!”

Magic gone wrong episode 1

The coffee was made just right,providing some much needed warmth from the cold breeze coming from the mountain side. She sat on the balcony,occasionally rubbing her shoulders.

Darius’s laugh was heard in the living room,he seemed lost in his PSP and didn’t care much about the weather being cold as he had on nothing but boxer briefs.One of his favorite things to wear around the apartment. Most times Nicole felt in competition with that thing,as he gave more attention to a game than her.

She had gotten sort of used to it now,after morning sex, they’d talk of their dreams that seemed to never happen.He would make her breakfast when their stomachs started aching and after that he’d get lost in his game.

The routine was one she had adapted to but sometimes she just wanted more.

Meet me after work the Whatsapp message read, it’s on me.

Nicole felt she and Darius hadn’t been out in a while and with working 9-5 they hadn’t spend much time out of the apartment.It was a new year and she wanted them to do more together as a couple. Though many of their pass outings ended in arguments and hurt feelings,she just couldn’t understand why someone who claimed to love her,made sweet love to her usually treated her like her feelings didn’t matter.

On January 8th she planned a night out, they’d meet up after work and go to a new restaurant and just chill,eat talk like a regular couple. Darius agreed and she thought of the event whole day,she couldn’t wait to get off work and look at her man from across the dinner table. He was mainly cynical but those brown eyes and slick hair waves had a way of making her melt as butter. He was no gentleman and no Romeo either,but just something about the way he let his guard down around her and be his goofy self made her feel special.She hadn’t had no serious partners in the past and Darius was the only one she had stayed two years with ,things were not perfect but atleast she had a man to satisfy her physical needs,and that he did daily.

Home

Empty hall ways,empty chambers,

A radio with no music,

That’s how this room would feel without you,

Now every room plays sweet music of our love making,

Our laughter echoes in every corner,

The shower marks the stains of our hot evenings,our tables reek of home cook.meals.

Every portrait tells our story,of how we first met, every cup smells of coffee and each ornament has history of the past that made us connect,

Every poem,book tells about our love,we didn’t intend for our love to be this magical,

Interwoven with faith,prayer and commitment we just came to be.

A love written in the stars, a love felt in the warmth of these walls.

Felt in this house we made a home.

We found a home in each other.

Written by

L.G

Being a Writer is ..

Being a writer is not for the weak or lazy, it’s not for the non committed. If you think being a writer is easy you are dead wrong.

I used to think I could write a book in just a few months, ha who was I kidding? Yea if I wanted to make a mockery of the art of words, poor quality and meger script sure, why not. But great quality work takes time, effort ,research, reading, sleepless nights and dedication to finish what one started and stick to the vision.

Being a writer is hard, you can have a vision, an idea of some of the characters you want in your story but putting it down on paper can sometimes be a difficult task. Especially if you have not experienced what they are faced with in the plot, you tend to struggle with molding them into relatable people. You have to create someone of interest out of thin air with care not to imitate someone else character that you’ve either seen or heard before.

Being a writer is being a creative, it’s more than just making a story but it’s making a story that’s worth reading over and over, worth remembering and sharing. For every writer’s dream is to be remembered by the words we left behind.

Being a writer is a calling we can’t ignore, for it haunts us, calls us out, ideas come at us as bolts of lighting and thunder challenging us to rise. We feel a certain level of dread when we ignore our gift. We feel a sort of envy when others do what we know we can but refuse to.

Being a great writer takes time, we can be born with the gift but it takes patience to refine our skills. It takes passion and drive, a love for learning new words, meanings, increasing ones vocabulary through reading. It takes a love of knowledge, a curiosity to know and a keen for detail.

I soon realized this when I first started writing my first short story, which turned out not being so short after all. I kept going and going until it lost it’s path and I lost sight of the vision that I held clearly at the first few sentences.

I had no draft, no plan no real experience just my beloved gift and love for writing, which I honestly thought was all it took. I soon learnt about 3 chapters in, that I had no in-depth character’s, there was no consistency throughout and it felt a bit scattered. When I realized this, I tried rushing the ending which made the climax horrific and insufficient. I had the passion and the idea was there but I lacked the skill of holding the readers interest throughout each plot and it sucked.

This resulted in me putting the book on hold while I better plan it out and develop the story better.

Being a writer in an ever learning experience and I’m forever a student.

Written by

Laurna Guiste