THE STORY 2 EP. 21

 EPISODE TWENTY ONE

THE STORY 2

BY PRAISE UMORU

*(flashback)*

“This is so goooood!” Malia exclaimed feeling fulfilled as a result of the satisfaction the exquisite wine gave to her 

Frank chuckled feeling pleased “if you think that taste good, you have tasted nothing yet my dear”

“Are you serious” Malia’s eyes widened with excitement 

“Come, I have a special one I’ve been keeping in my room for an occasion as this”

“Why would you keep exquisite wines as this when they are supposed to be tasted” Malia said feeling light headed as a result of the wine

“Well… such wines are kept to be taken only with special people”

Malia could feel her cheeks burn red because of Frank’s comment. He took her hand and led her into his room.

He sat Malia on the bed while he went over to his glass surface cupboard, opening it, he took out a Domaine Romanee Conti, and skillfully opened it, releasing a soothing pop from the bottle

He took her tumbler and poured in a right amount. Malia gave him an unsatisfied frown but he waved it off with a smile placing the bottle back on his table after giving himself his share.

“Godddddd! How could something taste this good” Malia exclaimed but Frank decided to gawk at her instead of a response

“Stop looking at me like that, I have never tasted wine as good as this before in fact I have never tasted any”

Frank couldn’t help but laugh at her tipsiness. He had never seen someone become tipsy just after three glass of wine but she still looked beautiful to behold.

“I wish you can see me the way I see you” Frank muttered out of the blues but tipsy Malia heard him explicitly

“What do you mean Frankie? How else am I supposed to see you? The way you see me with your eyes, is the same way I see you with mine” she pointed two fingers towards her eye balls, then giving out a cute smile that brought out the love Frank had for her in his eyes.

“I wish you could understand what I mean Malia”

“Then make me understand If there is another way to seeing you Frankie”

Frank tried suppressing the urge to burst out the words that bubbled inside of him. He didn’t want to tell her how he felt because of the way he thought she might react to it and with the thought of feeling guilty for having feelings for an already taken lady, he wanted to act smart about things but he couldn’t hold on to his feelings any longer

“Don’t you see Malia…”

Malia stood up from the bed and headed for the wine bottle. She gulped in a half glass of wine at a goal but Frank didn’t seem to place his attention on it as his confession state took the best of him

“Malia I am in love with you!”

Even in her tipsy state, Malia gazed at Frank all stunned at his confession. They both gave a long stare to themselves as the silence was their spectator

“Awwwn I love you too dear” Malia smiled back at him unaware of the gravity her words had on Frank who stood up perplexed.

Malia took another gulp of the tasty wine before Frank shifted the tumbler and bottle farther from her “are you serious Malia?” Frank prayed for his never ending wish of her love for him to come true

“Of course. You are my best friend. How can I hate my best friend especially one that introduced me to such a fantastic wine” Malia beamed a baby smile at him again

Frank’s heart dropped in disappointment. He took her hands in his and looked into her brown eyes “Malia I am not talking about friendship right now. I am saying I love you more than that of friendship. I have loved you since the day at the library, and till date Malia”

Malia removed her hands from his hold as her heart began to pound “Frankie what are you saying…” her voice turned sober “you know I’m with Jeremy, and Jeremy is your friend”

Frank took back her hands in his “Malia, you know I have always loved you even before Jeremy knew who you are. You never gave me the chance to tell you how I felt before…”

“Frank stop” Malia cut him short pulling away from his hold again and walking towards the bed “I am in a relationship with Jeremy and you know that. You shouldn’t be saying all this because it won’t change anything”

“Malia common, I know you feel the same for me. I can see it in your eyes”

Both eyes gazed at each other once again giving serenity another access into the room

Malia shook her head gaining back her consciousness “no… no Frankie. I can’t do this with you” she took her portable bag from the edge of the bed but before she knew it, Frank held her hand sending a rush of adrenaline in her system.

They were only inches away from each other’s body, both looking into each other’s eyes as heat emanated from their bodies regardless of the air conditioner. Both pouted their lips for a gasp of air as their gaze was still fixated on each other. No one made an alternative move not even their eyes.

Frank decided to break the stiffness. Removing her bag from her hand and throwing it on the bed, he slowing took her hand and placed it on his chest

Malia could feel his heart beating or rather pounding speedily. She attempted shifting her gaze from his and removing her hands but he rested his hands on hers’, both leaning on his chest. He used his other hand and lifted her chin for her gaze to find his

“This heart has never beaten this way for any one before. You are the only one that makes it go wild. I have loved no other lady but you Malia. I have wanted you to look at me for years, hoped for you to give me a chance, I was always there Malia but you ran to someone else instead.” Frank’s voice had become musty to Malia’s hearing making her heart beat as fast as Frank’s 

“Can’t you feel it Malia…it wants you…”

“Frankie I can’t…” Malia muttered her words in the lowest tone but with the serene atmosphere, he could hear her loudly “I can’t hurt Jeremy”

“Tell me Malia, are you with him because you love him or because you don’t want to hurt him”

Frank’s words penetrated deep into Malia’s heart. She inhaled the hot air around them and said “I don’t want to hurt Jeremy because I love…”

Frank restricted her from finishing up her words by pressing his lips against hers. It hurt him as he thought of the words Malia wanted to finish up with but he decided to console himself with a kiss. He aimed at releasing her after a while but her hands had reached for his neck drawing him closer. 

His hands supporter her waist as he laid her on the bed. Both emotions got the best of them as no one wanted to withdraw knowing their actions would have consequences. Frank’s hands went for Malia’s jacket, pulling it down gently but she didn’t disapprove as she also made her move on his shirt.

Their emotions were hysterical towards each other so they let it have its way

*****

“You slept with Frank?” Quinn couldn’t help but explode with shock. 

All eyes turned towards Jeremy who didn’t have the slight sense of shock in his face but void of any emotion. Malia took deep breaths with her head hung low as she felt the stares tear from Jeremy towards her

“I… I…” Malia’s attempted words where cut short by Irene

“Was he some kind of toy to you? What the heck where you doing Malia. You said you loved Jeremy yet you fooled my brother”

“I didn’t…” Malia tearfully defended

“You didn’t what exactly?! You didn’t give him the hope that you also loved him or you didn’t hurt him after playing your game”

“I DIDN’T SLEEP WITH HIM?”

Malia raised her head up cleaning her tears “I did not sleep with Frank. I know I kissed him and I somehow gave him the wrong ideal, but I wasn’t in control of myself. My virginity is priceless and I tend on making my parents proud by staying pure till I get married.”

Irene and the rest of the crew werent buying her excuse. Malia could stil see the disgust in their eyes

“I know I messed up, I shouldn’t have drank too much or let things progress after his confession, I shouldn’t have stayed longer, I should have controlled myself and not kissed him or given in but I’m sorry. We were trailing off too fast but I quickly withdrew myself from his touch and I left.” She looked towards Jeremy “I didn’t lie when I said I loved you Jeremy, I really did” Malia’s tears streamed down “I am sorry I hurt you Jeremy, I didn’t mean to…”

“Save it” Jeremy cut her short “I don’t actually care what you do or what you did. I’m only here because I want to know why you killed Frank.”

To be continued…

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