Again chapter 20 VIII
I need the recipe you used to make Wale 😩- barbie as narrator
After I take my bath, I hear a silent knock on my door. I peep, and I swear I almost have a heart attack.
It's Diadem.
I look at my seat it's filled with flowers and different boxes. Tears prickle my eyes. Why can't Wale just talk? I don't even bother to hold it back. I also notice Diadem is following closely.
A black Porsche pulls up in front of her. I think this is the new edition it's pretty sleek. The drivers step out looking like bodyguards. They have a placard reserved for Nneoma.
Nneoma's POV
I bawled my eyes out throughout the plane ride. Me and Wale have never had a serious fight like this every moment feels worse than the last. Yu and Valerie are unbelievable. Not only are they team Wale, but they're just going ahead with whatever he says.
I slept off crying. I couldn't even read Deception Trilogy by Rina Kent, and that book is so good it's the tenth time I've read it. I'm starting to question my choices in men altogether.
Speaking of which, I know for sure Diadem would be there on our arrival. I am not looking forward to it. I know how his mind works I took a while to study him so I don't repeat the same mistakes again. I'm also sure him and Kamsi are behind it. They had to call us down here immediately. I can't believe these people. Diadem would regret disturbing my peace. I would make sure of that.
Yu comes back from changing his clothes. He's in a black leather baseball jacket, a white button-up shirt with black tie, black pants that aren't fitted, and his Chucks. His black Korean hair is well-trimmed. All of us look more relaxed than I have ever seen us before.
I also change my dress might be heading straight to the office, thank you Diadem. Now I'm also stuck thinking of the punishment for these two.
I change into a nude balloon skirt with a pink body-hugging button-down—you can button down the top at the edge. I brush my hair and change into my ballet flats, which have been the safest thing since I don't really like sneakers. I put on transparent glasses with black frames around the edges. I use these when I'm trying to mask my eyes, when I have cried too much or my face is swollen.
One of the things I struggle with sometimes my face swells up. I've been taking drugs for it for a while after running some tests. The doctor said it's an Allergy.
After staring at my image, admiring the beautiful woman in front of me, I apply some lip gloss. I spot a hickey of course Wale would do that. I'm still sore from the last time. I clench my thighs together when I recall it.
Valerie steps out the same time I do. She has her hair in loose waves, an oxblood sweater with a white long-sleeved shirt tucked in, white shorts that stop at her thigh, and white ballet flats. She's stunning. I won't be surprised if Kamsi makes out with her in front of us.
I miss Wale so much, I chant. Valerie and Yu compliment my dressing. I smile and say thank you, then throw on a long-ass winter jacket just for the meantime.
Once we arrive at the airport, we're greeted with a lot of food. I waste no time shoving them off. I toss the jacket into my bag as I step down from the private jet.
Best part - savy Henry (gosh I love this song)
I receive another flower arrangement this time pink peonies. "I'll keep choosing you no matter what, remember? Yours - Wale." Another pair of tears threatens to spill. I text him that we have landed, I got his flowers, but I am still mad at him.
I feel Diadem before I see him. There's this maddening intensity. Lord, can I just go back?
Which one remix
Diadem's POV
"It's about time," I shout when I spot them.
Valerie and Yu narrow their eyes while Nneoma just gives me the cold shoulder like I don't exist. It hurts me when she does that. She does it like right now, and I even brought her some flowers and a pair of diamond necklaces.
"Thanks,"
Nneoma says, unfazed. I know when Nneoma is grateful she would say "thank you," not "thanks." She looks so hot. I want to kiss her, to show exactly how I miss her. I want to be the reason why she can't walk properly.
It's unfair to ignore me as if I am nothing. I took a flight—not just any flight, a private jet at midnight to New York. I almost lost my life coming back, and that was a bit scary. I wrote letters to tell her how I felt, things I have never shared with anyone. What does she want me to do? What did I do wrong? I'm also having therapy sessions.
Valerie and Kamsi have been kissing like horny teenagers. Nneoma gives them a heads up that she needs to go home to pick up her work Mac, then head back to the office. Yu just stands still, watching the environment. He says he's heading home too.
As I'm about to offer her a ride which I know she won't mind, she'd rather walk home instead of being stuck with me in a car for the first time, she's right. Any chance I get, I would kiss Wale out of her system.
A black Porsche pulls up in front of her. I think this is the new edition it's pretty sleek. The drivers step out looking like bodyguards. They have a placard reserved for Nneoma. She looks suspicious but stops when she realizes it's her they're talking about. She offers them a sad smile, calls someone who I assume is Wale, then gets into the car while they help offload her box into the boot.
I drive behind her just in case something happens.
Nneoma's POV
Romantic Korede Bello ft Tiwa savage
I'm so shocked. When did Wale have time to do all of this? I feel guilty for not giving him my goodbye hugs and kiss, but you can't gift bomb me into forgiving you. Sigh.
I look at my seat it's filled with flowers and different boxes. Tears prickle my eyes. Why can't Wale just talk? I don't even bother to hold it back. I also notice Diadem is following closely. I don't have it in me to say a word to him.
He has done more harm than good. The more he does stuff, the angrier I become. The only thing that touched me a bit were his letters. I still don't like the fact that he came to NYC to destroy Wale's celebration that was really disrespectful. It makes it worse that he almost lost his life. Sigh.
My eyelids start closing off. I allow peace to engulf me. Some minutes later, I hear someone saying, "Ma'am, we're home."
I sit up and slowly adjust to my surroundings. I step down from the car and walk to the gate, then unlock it. Next is the door. The guys help me offload everything inside, which I notice is really clean already, and food bowls are on the sink. There's a note: "Forgive me now?"
Damn this Wale for being so smooth. He knows I like the house clean—I had it in mind to call the cleaning company. I notice the guys are still standing. They said they were hired for the day by Wale, so they're driving me everywhere today. I hand over two food boxes to them, then take one big one to share with everyone at work.
I send a video to Wale thanking him. He really gets me right, which is why I don't want to give him up. He puts me in my feminine mode. I still want to hear what this secret is
I make sure to tell him that too. I miss him so much.
I pick up the work Mac and head to work. It's a Sunday, for crying out loud. I hate this job sometimes.
I avoid Diadem like a plague, mostly because my emotions are all over the place. I don't want to give him any loopholes. I'm like a soldier around him.
The thing with Diadem is he feels he can come to you at any time, while if you go to him at any time, it might backfire. That's why I keep to myself. Not being able to predict his reaction is a huge restraint on my part, which I am grateful for.
I wish he would finally get to understand how much he hurt me one day, how traumatized I have been. There are jokes I don't even entertain because they scare the hell out of me. It's a miracle that I loved anyone other than him.
I hate when he shifts blame to me. I hate how he monitors me everywhere I can feel it in my bones, and it suffocates me. I hate how my whole body is attuned to him, but I won't be acting on it.
I am glad he is taking therapy. I considered getting him a gift to celebrate the huge step with him. I am proud of him, even though I would never say it. Hopefully, he would get to see his errors and take a good step into fixing them like an adult.
Once I'm at work, I might have broken into a sprint into the elevator and clicked the buttons so fast so Diadem wouldn't get inside. I need to fix my emotions right now they're all over the place after I did that. I still sprinted to a room on the last floor. I just texted V that I'm in the building. She said she's with Kamsi; they're working together.
Yu is still showering at home. I can tell he's hiding something, but I'll turn a blind eye. He doesn't have to be here today just the engineering team.
I lock the door and settle down. I map out my work for today and start working. After two hours, I finally fix it and push it to GitHub. I look up from my system and take in my surroundings it's getting dark. I close my laptop, drop a message in the group about the fixes, and go home.
After I take my bath, I hear a silent knock on my door. I peep, and I swear I almost have a heart attack.
It's Diadem.
Barbie as Narrator
Girlllll, I held my breath till the end! God knows I'm still holding it because of Diadem. Sigh. He gives even me a headache.
Who else has missed Diadem and Kamsi? I love how he embraced her. I want to see more of them, get a peep into their love story.
Wale's points keep going up. Man, oh man, he just knows his partner so well. Damn, he arranged for a Porsche to pick her up with flowers and boxes? Like, who are you, this man? Where did you come from? I love how they can still be mad at each other and show love to each other.
Mehn, Nneoma is lucky. He also sent a cleaning service to clean the house and sent food to the house. Wale! In fact, all hail King Wale. There is no way on earth Nneoma's standards would reduce when it comes to men.
I'm also proud of Diadem for therapy and the letters. I feel kind of bad for him that he woke up late. He got her flowers and jewelry, and she said "thanks"she even said "thanks"? Wow. If I was the one, you wouldn't be hearing from me. I might take the flowers angrily, but Nneoma took them anyway.
I can't imagine being in her shoes seeing the person that hurt you so much, to the extent that jokes traumatized you, come back and start doing all these nice things. Sigh. She's right not to trust him.
I'm starting to like Diadem a bit more at least he's honest these days. But if he asks "what did he do wrong" one more time, I might punch him in the face.
I need the recipe you used to make Wale 😩
Author’s Note
My apologies for the delay in uploading I’ve been juggling a lot of things beneath the surface (you’ll find out soon).
Happy new month! I want to say thank you so much for sticking with me. It’s been four months of writing Again, and we’re really at a cliffhanger moment brace yourselves!
The playlist will be added to Spotify with all the songs used in Again. As we slowly unwind toward the end, I want to say another big thank you. I’ll also be adding my top readers’ names to the acknowledgements of the novel.
Finally, there will be an invitation to the book reading (I’ll announce more details later).
Thank you so much sending hugs and love. The whole cast of Again says thank you too. 💕