The Bad Boy Diary – Episode 45

Written by, Rejoice Jeremiah. C

 

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#Chapter 45

 

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Drake’s POV

 

We walked home without I telling her my feelings.

 

I couldn’t just tell her.

 

I know she won’t accept. She might even hate me.

 

 

She always had negative thoughts about me and then I tell her that im inlove wuth her in just few days of her heartbreak. That will sound ill to her. She won’t believe that im saying the truth. She won’t.

 

I can’t risk telling her and loose this closeness that we share now.

 

I can’t. I’ll wait a little bit more.

 

But now, she wanna go see Noah.

 

That’s okay.

 

Im gonna hold back my feelings and if she eventually accepts Noah back then im not sure my heart will ever open up for love ever again!

 

She stumbled on something and was about falling. I caught her.

 

“Be careful,” I said. She nodded with her eyes on me and mine on her. I held her tightly, air blew through her ponytail.

 

‘Clara please be mine,’ I said within. It was now fully dark only lights from the streetlight illuminated the whole area.

 

“Are you ok?” I asked.

 

“Yeah,” she answered and disengaged.

 

I pushed back my hair.

 

Gawd!

 

Clara can’t you be mine?

 

 

 

We got home and she turned to me.

 

“Goodnight Drake,” she said.

 

“I thought we gonna make dinner together,” I joked.

 

‘I know i’ve not given her so much privacy today but you can’t blame me. I just wanna keep staying beside her.’

 

She chuckled. “Uhm tomorrow.”

 

I breathed out, “Alright just promise that you gonna take the drugs,” I said. She chuckled again,“I will.”

 

I nodded with a smile.

 

“Alright. goodnight Clara. Have a sweet dream,” I said.

 

“And you too Drake,” she said and walked up to her door, went in and closed it.

 

 

I walked into my sittingroom and fell on a couch.

 

‘Clara wanna go see Noah tomorrow’

 

I sighed and pushed my hair back.

 

‘And I told her that im gonna drive her? If I have to, then I’ll have to tell her about Franco.

 

It’s one thing that I’ve kept away from her. I have to tell her.

 

Whatever happens, Im just gonna be okay.’

 

I walked to the bar counter, picked out a wine and poured into the wine glass and sipped.

 

‘If Clara forgives Noah, im fine with that but what if she still love him and accepts him back, what im I gonna do? How im I gonna bear it, I love Clara so much.’

 

I gulped down.

 

“Can I let that happen? how can I let that happen?” I gulped down again.

 

“I need Clara. I dearly need Clara.”

 

I gulped down again.

 

 

Clara’s POV

 

I’ve been laying on my bed, hands spread wide, thinking of that feeling I got when

 

Drake caught me on the walkway.

 

That sensational feeling.’

 

I sighed and sat up.

 

‘He felt kinda angry when I told him about seeing Noah. I can’t blame him. He’s just worried and he even said he’s gonna drive me there tomorrow.

 

Drake is so niceee. He didn’t protest. I thought he would. I recall Noah smatching my phone cos he was so annoyed that David had the guts to call me after hurting me so bad.’

 

I layed back down.

 

‘But Drake, he’s cool.. really cool. He didn’t protest. He even offered to drive me there even after seeming annoyed.

 

I just think that he understands. He understand the feelings cos he’ve felt same way. He’s been heartbroken but Noah never did. Drake is nice. I don’t wish to loose such a friend like him. If I get to the station tomorrow, all im gonna do is, listen to him tell his truth or maybe more lies, then i’ll let out all I wanna tell him and get out. Forgiving him is something I might never do!’

 

I closed my eyes, then opened them back and sat up.

 

‘I need to have dinner, take the drugs, shower and sleep,’

 

I got out of the bed, slide my feet into my flipflops and walked out of the bedroom.

 

Oh I recalled.

 

‘Drake mentioned of calling Danelle, but I had to say goodnight cos I needed to rush in and think out the meaning of this feeling. Something tells me ‘it’s love’ Nonsense. I can’t fall inlove with Drake and not anyone!’

 

But im wrong. Im just wrong. I can’t deny that im familiar with this feeling. It comes when you wanna be always with that someone, when you wanna stay so closely beside that person, when you wanna get kissed, hugged and touched by that person. I felt that way for David and then Noah but Drake, I don’t even feel these ways but the feeling, the sensational feeling. Oh what im I even talking about?

 

Have I ever wished for Drake to hold me? ‘No’

 

Have I ever wished for Drake to hug me? ‘No’

 

What about Kiss? ‘No’

 

What about to stay with me. ‘Maybe but it was only because I was scared.’

 

So why the hell would I be having that sensational feeling of whatever!

 

There’s no way, I can’t let any guy into my heart ever again./

 

I picked out coffee pack and cup to make coffee.

 

‘I need to quit these thoughts and be strong to meet Noah tomorrow.’

 

I poured three spoons of coffee into the coffee cup.

 

 

Drake’s POV

 

I held the last glass of wine. I layed my head on the couch backrest and my legs on the table. I wasn’t tipsy, I was just in thoughts – thoughts about Clara.

 

I can’t stop my thoughts about her and knowing she’s going to see Noah tomorrow.

 

Im just so worried and scared.

 

I never thought she’ll wanna see him so soon. It’s just a week, a week! she’ve not gotten out of her heartbreak and then she wants to go and listen to him tell her all sorts of lies.

 

What is he really going to tell her? That he’s sorry? oh if he loved her so very much and trusted her, he should have been truthful to her and if he valued her, he could have stopped the business for her. But he choosed to hide it from her and move on with the ‘stuff’

 

Ahh Clara im just having the feelings that you’re gonna believe whatever he say. I can’t let that happen. I’ll have to talk to you.’

 

My phone beeped.

 

A text message from Brenda.

 

I sighed.

 

‘I haven’t opened the three messages that she sent last night, and now this.’ I flung the phone to the next couch.

 

‘I have other things to think about than you, Brenda’

 

I gulped down the remaining wine left.

 

 

 

{Saturday}

 

 

Clara’s POV

 

Today is saturday and im going to see Noah.

 

I sat up on the bed and rolled the duvet off my body.

 

 

I breathed out.

 

‘I hope everything goes fine, no forgiveness not breaking down. I have to be strong.’

 

I brought down my legs to the floor and slide my feet into the bedroom slippers, got up from the bed and strolled into the ensuite.

 

I stared myself at the mirror and wondered why I deserve two heart breaks.

 

No answers came.

 

I sighed and turned on the faucet and washed my face.

 

I recalled something.

 

I loosened the hairband on my hair and wondered why Drake said that I look more pretty this way. For im sure packing my hair makes me more prettier.

 

I chuckled and repacked my hair.

 

I brushed and after that, walked out to clean up.

 

I think by the time im through, I could now go to the police station.

 

I started with the bedroom.

 

**Sir Edwardo’s POV**

 

I stared at the two detectives as I gave them a reply.

 

They glanced at eachother and then back at me.

 

They’ve just arrived and requested for Clara Adams presence but I have to tell them that she haven’t been reached. She couldn’t be contacted.

 

“That confirms the suspect,” Katy said.

 

“How?” I queried.

 

“How can her lines suddenly go off like that? sir edwardo, that nurse Adams have to be brought here. We need her address and her work record. Call your staffs,” Katy said.

 

I glanced at William and he nodded.

 

“Please do that,” he said.

 

 

I picked the landline and called Nurse Johanna.

 

“Johanna, be at my office now with Nurse Adams work records,” I said.

 

“Okay sir,” she said.

 

I dropped the landline.

 

‘I don’t think Clara is involved in this but there might be a truth in what they are suspecting.

 

Why are Clara’s lines unavailable.

 

I was informed that she was in tears while leaving on monday.

 

Could she have something to do with this? How could her lines be unavailable?’

 

The door opened and Johanna walked in, with the record.

 

“Here it is sir,” she said and dropped it on the desk. I picked it up and flipped through then handed it to William who went through it and gave to Katy. “Johanna here is aware that her lines haven’t been through. We’ve sent her an email but got no reply yet.” I said.

 

William turned to Johanna, “We need her house address,” he said.

 

“I’ll go check that,” she said.

 

“Call any other staff to do that sir” William said.

 

I made a call to the head nurse.

 

“Helo Matron, I need nurse Clara Adams house address,” I said.

 

“Oh alright, lemme go through, I’ll call right back,” she said.

 

I dropped back the landline.

 

We waited.

 

The call came. I placed it on my ear.

 

“Sir edwardo, her address is No.5 maymack apartment, austin’s street, Georgio,” she said.

 

“Alright,” I said and dropped back the landline.

 

“No 5 maymack apartment. austin’s street, georgio,” I said to the cops.

 

William nodded and Katy dropped the record.

 

“We’ll head over there now,” Willian said and the two cops stood up.

 

I watched them leave and close the door.

 

“sir, I hope all is well?” Johanna asked.

 

I sighed.“Yeah, just head back to your duty,” I said. She nodded and left.

 

I placed a call to the Matron.

 

“Come to my office now,” I said.

 

“Alright sir,” she responded.

 

I layed my head on the swivel-chair headrest in thoughts.

 

The door opened and Matron walked in.

 

She sat down.

 

“Sir Edwardo,” she said calmly.

 

I sat up.

 

“Do you think Nurse Adams could have a hand in the death of Helen Morgan and survived Dr. Tony?” I asked.

 

“sir edwardo, her record speak so well of her. Clara Adams is a vert wonderful nurse. I don’t think she can do such. There might be a mere reason for her unavailable lines. Those cops should investigate well enough. Clara can’t do anything like that. She’s really sweet and soft hearted and devoted to her work. No sort of attitude by Dr Tony towards her could make her try something as horific as this. I strongly believe Nurse Adams have no hand in this,” she said.

 

I breathed out.

 

“Well, they still have to bring her for questioning,” I said.

 

“Alright” she said.

 

“What if they don’t find her at her house?” I asked.

 

“uhmm sir edwardo. I believe Clara has nothing to do with this,” she said.

 

I nodded.

 

 

 

**Drake’s POV**

 

I woke up and realized what the time said ’10:35am’ Jeeeez! did I sleep this long?

 

I rubbed my eyes and yawned then I rolled off the duvet from my body and came down, as I slide my feet into my slippers and headed into the bathroom.

 

 

‘Argh! I can’t believe I slept this long!

 

Clara must have been expecting me.

 

Oh silly me. She’ll only expect me if she’s ready to go see her drug dealer boyfriend.

 

Somehow im so annoyed at myself for offering to drive her there. Well maybe it’s a reason for me to tell her about Franco since she doesn’t know. Maybe I could also talk with Franco.’

 

‘What if you get held as a suspect?’ That fear gripped me but I waved it off.

 

“No way!” I assured myself.

 

I turned on the faucet to brush.

 

 

 

Twenty minutes later, I was done with breakfast. I cleared the dishes and headed back to the bedroom. I got to the sitting room and recalled my phone.

 

I picked it up from the couch where I left it last night.

 

I deleted Brenda’s unopened text messages.

 

I got into the bedroom, flung the phone to the bed and headed to the bathroom to take a bathe.

 

Clara’s POV

 

 

For the fiftieth time, I checked the clock again Now the time said ’12:10pm’

 

Why isn’t Drake here? He haven’t stayed this long before coming to check up on me… stay with me.

 

I sighed and rested my head on the couch backrest, in thoughts.

 

‘Was it all because of what I told him? I just finished cleaning up and i’ve been expecting him.

 

Is he really annoyed about it or is he doing something?

 

What’s holding him. Im worried!

 

I think I just gotta go knock on his door.

 

Im so worried.

 

What’s wrong?

 

It’s getting to 1pm and he’s still not here.

 

I haven’t even taken my bathe cos im so worried about him.

 

I sighed.

 

Then the doorbell rang!! I jumped up!

 

“Drake!” I muttered as I rushed to the door and opened it. ‘It’s him.

 

I smiled with relief.

 

“Drake I was worried,” I said. I couldn’t hide it.

 

He raised his brow, then smiled.

 

I left the door and he came in.

 

“Sorry I was busy cleaning up, today must be a great day for Clara to be worried about me,” he said, smiling.

 

My smile widened but remembering something insstantly cut off my smile. ‘Noah, im going to see him today’

 

Drake was dressed already. Meaning he isn’t upset about it.

 

“You ain’t dressed.” he said.

 

“Cos I was worried about you but i’ll go dress up now. I’ll be right back,” I said and hurried off.

 

*Drake’s POV*

 

Wait?

 

Did Clara just say she was ‘worried about me?

 

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<b>TBC

 

 

 

 

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