I was pensively pacing the rather constrained space that served as Jeff's apartment. My heart was beating so fast, I could hear the sound of my pulse. Jeff's recent behavior had created a sizeable sore in my very fragile heart to the point that I literally felt a deep hurting pain. The sudden change had been bewildering. It was as if something alien had possessed him using his body as a perfectly disguised cloche
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'It just can't be him inside that body' I reaffirmed in my new characteristic soliloquy. I had developed the habit of talking to myself when alone, no thanks to Jeff. His dramatic change from carefree, humorous and charming to nonchalant, spiteful and withdrawn was enough to make anyone attached to him, take a bend towards insanity. It was beyond weird and tended towards something spooky.
If anyone was going to be altered in this sort of way, it was definitely not going to be my Jeff. The sweet source of my new found motivation and happiness. The one who would subject himself to extreme situations and conditions just to ensure that my smile is retained and my mood stayed cheerful.
I shivered in despair as I reminisced and lamented the change in my lot.
The previous day saw me lose my patience on the phone; "Jeff! Are you there?!" I shouted into the phone after talking for minutes without a response from his end. "oh, sorry. Erm, can I call, call you back" he stammered and the call ended. And that was the last we talked. I nursed my outrage with a determination not to call back or take his call when he would eventually call back.
I fumed, cursed and even panicked as I awaited the very call I was planning to ignore.
After several hours of waiting on his call that never came, I had an emotional meltdown. I had to go lock myself in the bathroom so no one could see me as I shook rigorously like a power generator running out of fuel. My bowels soon succumbed to my jittery nerves and all the content in my stomach pushed for escape.
One round after another until my abdominal contents completely emptied out. I felt as light and weak as a withered leaf tossed about in mid-air during Harmattan. Until that moment, I never knew joy and pain could come from a solitary source...
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