EVEN DEATH WON'T DO US PART

EVEN DEATH WON'T DO US PART

Nairobi

I have always considered myself a knock out, I have always been the most confident girl I know irrigardless of my skin condition. I have vitiligo, it sprung out from the earliest age of my life so I have been living with it for as long as I can remember. I come a long way with it and at some point in my life I had the toughest time dealing with the fact that I have a disease that peels off my skin, leaving blotches around my body. My middle forehead down to my chin is white, well peeled off. I had to deal with the stigma around it. I never got to have friends during elementary school well up until junior high. People avoided me thinking I might infect them. I don't blame them though, there wasn't much of knowledge about it back them. I got mocked a lot too, they used to call me "Nairobi-the-moo-moo-cow". It wasn't easy waking up everyday to school to face people calling you a cow. Sometimes I would feel like not going to school at all but my parents couldn't home school me because they were both working and again they couldn't afford me a tutor. My mother used to work as teacher at the crummy school few blocks away from our house and my dad was a chauffeur at the prestigious hotel until one guest noticed his good service and hired him as his personal chauffeur and he had been working two jobs since then. They did make ends meet and made sure we were happy. But affording a tutor would have been impossible for them. Being around that negativity in my life made me hate myself. I didn't feel beautiful and I never felt sense of belonging at school. I have always felt different like they put it out there for me. I also didn't have any self-esteem, I always isolated myself and I was the most quiet person everyone knew. But that changed when I met my best friend Melissa. She's is a cracker, the loudest and most loyal person I know. She stood up for me and protected me like I was her baby sister. She changed my perspective about my self. She instilled confidence in me and I was able to love myself. She pretty much helped build the me I have become these past few years. My condition is incurable and she would always say it's an incurable uniqueness. It has been some years and I had thought that I was finally over my insecurities but what I saw few days ago took me back to my dark past. I felt like I wasn't enough that there was something missing with me. Otherwise why would my boyfriend cheat on me? I was in my room with a tub of ice cream in my hands and a box of tissue beside me. Ever since I saw James with that girl, that scene never leaves my mind, it's always there with me and the more it plays on my head, it's more heart broken I get. It's not easy dealing with the pain caused by someone you love. I pulled out a sheet of Kleenex and wiped my tears. My sister knocked once then let herself in. Her: oh this is what you're doing while hiding in here huh? Me: Debby not now please. Her: truth is you were ignorant, how can you apply for school and forget about the scholarship? Me: Debra I really don't need this right now. Her: I know I mean you can't undo it I get it but what's your plan? I shrugged my shoulders. Her: Harvard is a tough school, maybe you should consider going to community college, they aren't really tough. They might understand your stupidity of forgetting about scholarship and give you a chance and I hear they also extend their application period because they know there is a lot of you out there. Me: Jesus Debby do you have a heart? Do you ever stop for a second to think of what you say? Her: baby sis I do care about you. Me: but my feeling! Do you have any idea how hard I have worked through out the year to secure space in Harvard? So you just want me to just forget about it like it's nothing? Do you know how proud mom and dad are that I got in? Her: I get that but it's not enough Nairobi! You can't go to Harvard if you don't have money! It doesn't matter how proud mom and dad are! It's useless just like winning money at the casino but you can't keep it, you have to give it for charity. That sense of pride and happiness is there but your hands are empty!! It's just useless! I put the tub away and sobed. Her: crying won't help! And you are more than welcome to come work with me at the flower shop. I felt like she had just took a knife and stabbed me right at the heart. It hurt that I won't be able to live up to my expectations because of my ignorance. I had dipped my head in the mud running a good race but I couldn't see the finish line. Her: it is what it is sis. It's life.... It happens. You think being a mom, earning peanuts at that flower shop was on my bucket list after graduating from high school? No! I also had dreams, I was ambitious and aimed high but that alone didn't take me anywhere. Me: but I'm not you! I won't just give up on my dreams like that. Her: I didn't just give up! Life knocked me down. Me: but you decided to stay down forever... You still had chance in life well I think you still do. Nothing is impossible! Her: oh yeah? Nothing is impossible? Let's see how you are going to go to Harvard without scholarship! Nothing is impossible right? Mind you mom and dad can't get a loan, dad being a sole breadwinner! Nothing is impossible sis. Again she was right even though she laid it out in a most inhumane way. A call came through my phone, it was an unknown number. So I picked it up. Me: hello... " Hey Robi it's me"I aborted the call, it was James. I had blocked him in all my socials and his number too on my phone. Me: just leave me alone!! I said throwing the phone away. Debby: who was that? Me: James.. Her: your James? Me: not in the moment. Her: what happened? Me: caught him with another girl. Her: damn!! So what happened after? Me: had been icing him out since then. Her: good, you must never get back together with him. I never liked him anyway. Piece of shit! A piece of shit! Yes but my piece of shit. He hurt me but I loved him still. The school part hurt but James hurt more. I was angry with him but I knew I wasn't going to be angry at him forever. ------------JamesNairobi had been ignoring my calls and she had blocked me on her socials. You know sometimes it takes loosing someone or something to realize how much they meant to you and how special they were. I took that girl for granted and I admit I was a jerk. I bought flowers and went to her house. I saw her mother going out and her sister and father are at work. I knocked on the door and I'm just few seconds I heard footsteps nearing by. The door swung open and when she saw it was me, she attempted to close it but I blocked it with my shoe. Me: Robi please.... Her: I don't want to talk to you, see you nor breathe the same air with you. Me: listern I know I'm a jerk and I don't deserve you but Nairobi I love you...Her: did you think of that before humping another girl? Me: what I did was wrong I know... Can you please let me in so we talk? Please... She stopped to think for a moment then she swayed aside and made a room for me to enter. I forwarded the flowers to her. She took them and put them in the water in a vase. Me: listern I have no excuse for what I did I was an ass hole.... I'm really sorry. Please forgive me. Her: I caught you with a girl bumping on top of you like a ball now you tell me... How is that forgivable!? Me: I'm sorry... Her: you really hurt me J... Right now I feel like I'm not enough... Am I not enough? I walked up to her and held her hands. Me: you are enough... You're everything I can ever wish for... I love you so much. I took a leap of faith and leaned for a kiss, thankfully she responded. I couldn't read her so I didn't know how much angry she was. I felt a great relief when she responded. I pulled her closer and tightened up my grip on her body. She broke the kiss and yanked herself from me. Her: don't push it, you're on probation... Me: oh come on.. She laughed. Me: right and I promise you, I will do anything in my power to regain your trust. Her: shut up... Aah I got in at Harvard. Me: that's great babe well done!! Her: yeah but only I can't go. Me: why not? Her: I didn't apply for a scholarship and it's too late so... Me: oh baby I'm really sorry.... Is there anything I can do? She shook her head and gulped Her glass of milk down. It really pained me to see her that down and I really felt awful that cheated and ended more pain to her. But I promised that I would do anything to regain her trust and this is it. Me: babe I have to go. Her: but you just got here. Me: yeah... I'll call you later. I kissed her on the cheek then made my way out.

My mother died when I was little, I was about 9, she had pancreas cancer. My dad left when I was about 7 or eight we never had a close relationship . I remember I would hear them fight every night then I'm the morning I always saw my mother throwing bottles of booze. I was too young to understand what was really going on but as older as I grew I got to understand more and more of the situation because it wouldn't leave my mind. My father was a drunkard and he fought Mom when he was drunk.

Probably beat her up because sometimes I would see mom wearing shades even in doors, she might have been hiding the bruises. When my mother died I moved in with my aunt, my mother's little sister Marian. She took care of me and loved me like I was her own, well she doesn't have children of her own. My father tried to get back at my life when I was a teenager but it didn't really work out. He disappeared again until last year. He had been mailing me but I would just tear the letters up without reading them. I heard he also got married. Today I will be seeing him for the first time since the last time I saw him when I was a teenager. He is a director at Harvard. If it were up to me, I wouldn't be here but because I love Nairobi I have to. I took a deep breath before knocking on his door.

"come in" he said on the other side.

This is it, I took another deep breath then opened the door. You should have seen his face when he saw me, he was beyond shocked. He even got up from his chair and I could tell he wanted to hug me so bad but he was scared to do it, Afterall he didn't know why I was there. He was really happy to see me.

Dad: son.... My son...

He said with a breaking voice, he was at the verge of crying, his eyes were welling up too.

Dad: James is this really you?

I didn't say anything, I had my hands in my pockets looking at him, the man who abused his wife and turned his back on his son.

Dad: I'm... I'm so happy to see you boy...

He took a handkerchief in his pocket and wiped his tears but they kept on flowing down, his hands were even shaking.

Dad: God I don't believe this... Oh my God... He is really here! My son is here... Oh Lord thank you...

He reached for jug of water and poured on the glass. He couldn't even hold the glass properly to his mouth, some of the water even spilled on the documents on his desk.

Dad: oh God this is unbelievable... Come on let's sit down...

I pulled the chair and sat down and do did he.

Me: nice office....

It really was something, four walls of glass and very spacious. Well furniture and the temperature was also pleasing.

Me: I see you have turned religious too... "oh God" "oh Lord"

I mimicked him.

Dad: it hasn't been easy son... Yes I have achieved everything I ever wished for but I have always felt empty inside.

Me: that's what happens when you turn your back on your family Miguel.

Dad: if I could turn back the hands of time... I would son. I was a terrible man to my family and I'm not proud of that... It haunts me everyday of my life.... I want to make amends son if you could just give me a chance... That's why you're here right?

Seeing him infuriated me, his words to me sounded so cliché. I didn't want to believe him, I couldn't believe him. He said he wanted to be part of my life but he still disappeared on me.

Me: I don't know why I'm here...

I got off the chair to leave but he stopped me.

Dad: James! Please... Let's talk son.

I was there for Nairobi, she and her dreams meant a lot to me. So I sat down but my heart wouldn't succumb to his pretty words.

Me: I'm just here to take care of business... I need a favor

He leaned back on his chair.

Me: my girlfriend... She got in here but Uhm she doesn't have a sponsor... It's too late to apply for scholarship so I was wondering if maybe you could help.

Dad: she really means a lot to you Huh?

Me: she's amazing.

Dad: I will talk to Mrs. Jacobs from financial office and we'll see what happens.

Me: I'd appreciate it.

I got up from my chair and left.

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Nairobi

James called me to his house, I felt kind about going to his house again after what happened. When I walked in I could still see him on the sofa with the girl. He must have realized that I was a bit off, he held my hand and sat me down.

Him: what is going on? I thought you would be happy now that I'm father is onto helping you.

Me: I am... I'm over the moon even. Tickled.

Him: you don't look tickled to me...

Me: J... It's just I can't get over what I saw here.

Him: come on girl I thought we were past that.

I sighed.

Me: it's still early days...

He looked down and sighed.

Me: I have forgiven you but that doesn't mean I have forgotten... It will take a while.

He sighed and leaned back on the sofa.

Him: what should I do to make it easy for you?

Me: honestly nothing can ever make up for what you did... Only time will make me feel better.

Him: so you want out for a little while?

Me: That won't be necessary... I love you so much.

Him: I love you more...

He leaned over for a kiss and I met him half way. The kiss was slow but full of passion. He pushed me down with his body. I wasn't going to make out with him on the same same spot I caught him fucking with another girl.

I broke the kiss and pushed him up.

Me: no, not here...

He pulled me by my hand and we ran to his bedroom. There is nothing I like more than when he Crip me tight to his body and kiss me. I was already drunk in lust. He was moving his front bottom against mine and it really sent me to the edge. I was really feeling him and I mean that literally. I felt his penis already poking on my groin area. He moved his lips from mine down to my neck. I liked how ticklish his touch played on my neck. I moaned as he smooched me. I moved my hands under his shirt and stroked his back. His groans confirmed that he liked it, he took off my shirt and also pulled down my track shorts. He then threw me on the bed and followed after me. I took off his shirt too and he helped with his jeans. He moved to my breasts and sucked them while I rubbed his balls. I was already wet and I wanted him so bad, so I didn't see any need for him to go any further with foreplay.

Me: come on, give it me...

I whispered in his ear. He lowered his briefs and inserted himself.

Me: oh fuck!

He stroked slower then increased the pace. He had both my legs pinned to the sides of my head. He really likes it like that. He went on for a while then he gave me a chance to change the position. I flipped over into a doggy style. I enjoy it more than missionary. And I also like it when he spanks my Ass my hair.

Me: come on spank me.

He spanked me me few times.

Me: yes.. Yes.. Yes.. I like it like that... Give me more...

He pulled my hair and twirled it around his hand and pumped the hell out of me. My moans might have been too loud because they invited his aunt to his room. There was an aggressive knock on the door.

"James in my house really!!!?" she said on the other side of the door. I could sense the annoyance and irritation on her voice.

James got off me to dress up and I had no choice to dress up too. Before we even know it, the door opened and she stood on the door looking at us.

My aunt wasn't standing far from us at the door. She wanted to make sure that Nairobi really leaves. I closed the door after Nairobi left and looked at her. Me: really? Her: what? It's my house I can do whatever I want. Me: did you really have to embarrass her like that? Her: why are you with her? There is Jess you know? Me: yeah I know except I don't love her. Her: why not? She's a very beautiful girl, she's educated... She went to Yale for God's sake! Me: still don't want her. Her: when are you going to stop fooling around? It's time you take life a little bit more seriously...

Me: well let's see I'm an aspiring architect interning at NSA and doing pretty well so how more serious do you want me to be? Her: that girl.... Me: how is Mr being with her affect a price of bread? Her: Jess is a celebrated Novelist and a poet. She has 3 best selling novels and she was recognized by John Updike don't you want that sophistication around you? My aunt is a very refined woman and very successful in her make up business, she's in partnership with Maybelline. Me: Nairobi was admitted in Harvard for her LLB what could be more sophisticated? She sighed. Her: just look at her, look at you and look at Jess then back her then you then Jess again... Look at where she comes from and look at where you and Jess come from. You and Jess are on the same league .... Jess's father is a director at the Museum and her mother CEO of.... I cut her. Me: auntie enough! Her: no listen, do you see a woman who you won't be embarrassed to take her to your work functions? Is she that girl you would show off in front of your friends? Me: oh I see you have a problem with how she looks. Her: don't get me wrong but vitiligo is disgusting really... I don't like people with it just like albinism. I'm a fanatic for a beautiful skin so if there are complications of some sort... Ugh! I don't wanna puke. Me: I really don't know what to call you right now but what ever it is that you are is disgusting! That was below the belt and beneath you both as a woman and an American citizen. I made my way to my room. -----------Nairobi got home right in time for supper. My family was sitting around the table already eating. Mom: I thought you were spending a night at Melissa's. Me: no. I pulled a chair and sat down. Dad: I saw your picture on Instagram with that boy from across the street... What's his name again? Eeer... James. Mom dropped her utensils. Mom: James Johnson? The same James who is a nephew to Marian Scarlet? Dad: how do you know him? Debby: they are together. Debby blasted and I couldn't miss the unimpressed look on my mother's face, she was not happy at all. Mom: what!? Debby: yes they are! I really couldn't believe Debra, it wasn't her place to tell mom and dad about me and J. Mom: you are dating that....Dad: boy... It's a boy Jossie. Mom: no you can't be with him Nairobi no! He is a nephew of that unruly woman who designs naughty lingerie's and I hate his guts! Dad: you hated all her boyfriends in your eyes no boy will ever be fit to be her boyfriend. Debby: I'm with mom on that one... Already he cheated on her. Me: oh wow great Debra thank you so much.... Mom I'm old enough to choose who I want to date. Mom: no... Dad cut her. Dad: let the child be Jossie. Mom: Nairobi is a fragile girl I don't want her to get hurt. These boys will play with her. Me: mom stop lying! I know you think no one will ever look me because of I look, you think they are only with me to just use me! Am I wrong!? Mom: Robi I'm your mother and I wanted what's best for you... Of course I know that one day you are to meet the boy who will love you for you. Me: and what about James? Doesn't he that boy who loves me for me? How do you know that he ain't the one? Debby: how do you know that he is the one? The guy is throwing all kinds of red flag already, wake up sis! Me: oh what you think he is just like your baby daddy on the run? You think he's going to leave me with a baby and bitter like you!? Mom: that was rude and uncalled for Nairobi you need to apologize to your sister! Me: and it's okay for her to just pry on my business!!? Can she do that? Dad: all of you need to calm down. Me: oh please! And mom that James you despise so much is helping me to go to Harvard next semester! I got up from the table and ran to my room. --------------James Later on I received a call from my father. Me: hello "hello son, how are you doing? "ME: well I'm hoping you have good news for me. "tell the young lady to come see me tomorrow "Me: really? "yeah she should bring her transcript, proof of admission and herself" he laughed a little. Me: okay I'll tell her. Thank you. "man you must really love this girl.... You're really in love and hell I'm proud of you.... Doing this for her showed how much of a good man you are... Keep it up son"

Me: I'll make sure she be there tomorrow. I then aborted the call. Building a relationship with him is going to be one hell of a long journey. It can't be built over night and I felt like he was pushing it. He has to work harder than that to get me on his side.