John stood, watching Temi from across the room as he clutched his lunch bag. He thought to himself, “I’m gonna talk to her today”. He’d been watching, wanting, waiting, for a long time.
“Hi Temi!” He stopped by her lunch table. Her best friend in the office, Funmi, sat opposite her.
“Hey John, whats up?” Temi smiled.
“Nothing much. You, uh look beautiful today. I mean not that you don’t always look beautiful. What I mean is you look beautiful like all the other days,” he fumbled.
She smiled, patting him on the arm. “Aww, John thanks! that’s so sweet”
“Well, um, have a great day,” he mumbled, rushing off.
Funmi had a smirk on her face. “It’s so adorable how much he’s into you”
“Or he’s just a nice guy kind enough to compliment my good looks.” Temi batted her eyes playfully.
Funmi rolled her eyes “Yeah right. And I hate donuts.”
“You love donuts,” Temi responded dryly
“Exactly,” Funmi said. “But seriously babes, like I was saying before John interrupted, you need to get out more, start letting people in. And I’m not talking about Johnny boy there”. She pointed in the general direction of where John sat. ” There’s something iffy about that one.”
“Madam, will you leave the poor boy alone? He’s just eh…socially awkward”. It was disconcerting though, how he always seemed to be staring at her. She thought.
“And I did let someone in once, remember? He left. No goodbyes. No nothing. Just poof! Temi fell silent for a few seconds, then said in a small voice,
“It would be nice to see him again, though. For closure, you know.” She stared down, forlornly, at the remnants of her lunch of jollof rice and chicken.
“Closure is overrated,” Funmi said simply but gently.
She remembered how much of a mess Temi had been when ‘Mr we-never-mention-his-name’ suddenly left the country. She had after all been there to help Temi pick up the pieces. She was still picking up the pieces. Bastard!
Temi smiled wistfully and shrugged. “Oh well, time to move on I guess”.
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Stupid! John thought as he lowered himself onto his seat and discreetly listened to Temi and Funmi’s conversation. She probably thought he was a bumbling idiot now.
He loved Temi, had been obsessed with her since she joined the company. He watched her all the time in the office and most nights, he watched her through her apartment window. He liked to think he was watching over her, not stalking.
That guy really shouldn’t have hurt his Temi, he thought. John didn’t mind that he was gone. He just minded that he hurt his girl. His pretty girl. Which was why when he saw the idiot at the mall a week ago, he got the idea for a perfect gift to cheer her up.
He spied the office assistant heading in their direction with the gift-wrapped box he had secretly dropped on her desk addressed to Temi.
“Someone has a secret admirer!” he heard Funmi squeal excitedly, attracting the attention of their co-workers.
Temi chuckled. “Shhh! Madam, keep it down, you’re making noise jare.”
John felt his heart racing as she tore the gift wrapper. He couldn’t wait to see her reaction to his gift.
As Temi tore at the gift wrapper, she couldn’t understand the unease she felt or the premonition that something wasn’t right. She lifted the lid and froze when she saw the content of the box. A dreadful chill raced up her spine and she let out a horrified scream.
Her last thought before she blacked out was what Funmi said earlier.
Closure is overrated.
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