*My Muse*♥️☺
*_Chapter 22_*
*Oscar’s POV*
“What are you doing here?” I asked her, surprised at the fact that she was in my house.
“I came to pack my stuff”, she said.
“Okay, I already did that. Your things are in the guest room”, I said and she looked at me with so much sadness written on her face.
“When did you get discharged?” I asked.
“This afternoon”, she said.
“Okay, I thank God you’re fine”, I said, smiling at her and she forced a smile.
I didn’t like seeing her like this. Yes, she hurt me but I still love and care about her. It’s not easy to love someone for 3 years and just fall out of love within few days. Seeing her in pain and sad still affected me.
She went to the guestroom and came back with her stuff all packed in a big traveling bag. She walked towards me and placed something in my hand. When I opened it, it was the ring I used to propose to her.
“I’m really sorry Oscar for everything”, she said tearing up.
“Mabel please stop crying”, I said, pulling her closer and comforting her. “I’ve forgiven you Mabel, please don’t cry”.
“If you’ve forgotten me why can’t we still be together? Couples fight and go through things, but the love keeps them together”, she said, pulling out of my grip and looking at my face.
“Mabel this is different. I wish I could look past it but I can’t. I don’t trust you anymore and if we continue, things are not going to be the same”, I said to her and she sat on my couch and cried out more.
I really wished I could do something to make her feel better, but I couldn’t.
“We’re still friends. You can always talk to me and you’re always welcome here”, I said to her.
“When you saw me earlier on you spoke to me harshly like I was a stranger”, she said.
I’m sorry about that. I was just surprised”.
She sat there for a while and decided to leave.
“Uhm, Mabel please let your dad know that I’ll be coming for my things from the office. He doesn’t have to throw it away”, I said to her.
“C’mon Oscar. You and my dad had a professional relationship before I came into the picture. He’s not going to sack you. And he was happy that you prevented me from doing something stupid to myself. If he’s mad at someone then it should be me”, she said and I nodded.
“Alright, thank you”.
“Bye Oscar”, she said and she left.
*Natasha’s POV*
For two weeks now, Oscar and I have been hanging out often and he always made my day by making me laugh really hard.
Sometimes, I remember some of the things he says and it cracks me up even when I’m walking. He’s made me loosen up a bit. I wasn’t a fun type. I was either at work, church or home, but because of him, I’ve come to know nice places and do things I couldn't do.
April was even starting to complain that I don’t talk or hang out with her that often.
She knew that I was friends with Oscar, but she didn’t know that he was the one taking me away from her.
He was really a nice person and I’m glad I met him. He’s made me happy these few days.
He invited me to his house this weekend. This was the first time that I was going to step my foot in his house. He’s also never been to my house before.
I took a cab to his house, I wanted to take a bus but I didn’t want to miss my way, so I took a bus.
When I got to his house, I was surprised to see that he had not cooked anything. He promised to cook for me today.
“Oscar, I’m going to kill you. Because of you, I didn’t eat anything before leaving the house and now there’s nothing.
“You said you could cook better than I do, so I want to watch you cook”, he said and I glared at him.
“Oscar why are you doing this to me? I was just bragging and I told you that my mum cooks most of the time, so I don’t know how to cook that much”, I said folding my arms and frowning.
“Yeah, so Chef Oscar is here to help”, he said, bowing his head like he had just finished performing a ballet dance.
“You’re so annoying. Where’s the kitchen?” I asked him and he directed me to the kitchen.
“Just show me where everything is and I’ll cook myself. I don’t need your help”, I said to him and he laughed.
“Alright Chef Natasha. No problem”, he said and he showed me where everything was.
“So what are you going to cook?” he asked me.
“You don’t need to know, when I’m done, you’ll know”, I said, pushing him out of the kitchen and then I started cooking what I knew how to cook best.
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“Mmm, not bad”, he said, as he ate the food and I glared at him.
“I bet it’s better than yours”, I said to him and he laughed.
“Mmmm, we will see”, he said, grinning.
When we were done eating. I took the plates to wash it and he let me do it alone.
I walked back to the dining room and I scowled at him.
“What”? he asked.
“Couldn’t you offer to help or say no, don’t worry like other guys do”, I said to him.
“So that you’ll tell me ‘no, I can do it, don’t worry’ and we’ll stretch it. Nerh, I don’t like dragging things”, he said, grinning.
“Alright, I’ll get you”, I said, walking to the living room and he followed me.
“So would you prefer to watch a movie or play games?” he asked me.
“Games? Oh no. I want to watch a movie”, I said to him.
“Hmm, okay, let me get my laptop”, he said and he went to his room and came back with it.
I took it from him and turned it on.
“What’s the password?” I asked him.
“lebam” he said.
“What’s that?” I asked, typing in the password.
“Mabel’s name turned the other way round”, he said and my face changed.
When I unlocked it, Mabel’s picture was on the background.
This changed my mood and I don’t know why it did that.
What made things worse was when he received a call from her and excused himself.
Oh God, why am I feeling this way?!
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