“Stop slamming the door,” Lucy shouted very loudly.

I was about to leave. We always fought for small petty things.

“You are the reason for this mess,” I said furiously.

“What? You bring your friends over when I just want to spend the night with my man,” she spoke angrily.

She faced the other way and started to cry. I was so angry too, why was she always blaming me for this.

“I can’t do this anymore, I think I should let you go,” she spoke, looking at me.

Lucy removed the promise ring, and put it on the table. I gave her that ring when I realised that I loved her more than anything, but she was also at fault. She started this fight, but why was she always blaming me? She took her handbag and left.

I didn’t try to stop her, I was furious too. I sat on the couch, switched the television on. My mind kept on blaming her. It was 8 p.m. when I went to bed and slept. Suddenly in my dreams, I remembered Lucy’s tantrums. Did she mean it?

Maybe tomorrow we will reconcile as we always did, I thought. We fought, but the next day we got back together. I woke up at 3 a.m. and went to the lounge and I saw the ring on the table. I threw it on the floor angrily. I hated fighting, but why was she always like this? Those were my thoughts.

I slept on the couch.

The next morning I woke up and realised that we had had a lover’s tiff, but she hadn’t apologised yet. So I waited for her to come back. My phone beeped and it was Gary.

“Dude, don’t forget the papers today,” he reminded me.

I put the phone down. I took a bath and dressed up casually. I wore a black trouser with a blue shirt and tie. I imagined seeing Lucy back in my arms, checking how I dressed and prepared breakfast. I tried to call her, but it went straight to voice mail.

“Damn, Lucy where are you?” I said walking out.

I walked with a heavy heart. I couldn’t help shake the feeling. “What if she meant every word? I couldn’t accept that it was over. I was a heart traveller, I never listened to her. I was stubborn and now the dream of us was beginning to disappear. My cold shoulder had pushed Lucy away.

I had met Lucy at college, she did Secretary Administration course and I did Accounting. I walked into her and she fell with a pile of books in her hands.

“You don’t even look where you are going,” she shouted.

“I am…” I tried to apologise but she pushed me away and picked her books alone. I could see she was angry and walked away.

“That girl is rude,” Memory said.

I kept looking at her, my heart raced fast.

“She is like my type, I like her,” I said smiling.

“You’ll never get that girl, Romeo grow up! She is a tough chick,” Memory chuckled.

“You don’t think I will win her heart?” I said calmly.

“Let’s bet, if you win her, buy me ice- cream,” she said walking.

“Deal,” I said and followed her to class.

Memory and I were in the same class. I thought about Lucy in class, thinking I didn’t even know her name and already I had a crush on her. I couldn’t wait for the lessons to finish. I wanted to see that girl again. She had taken my heart with her. I think I was falling in love with her.

At lunch, I did not see a glimpse of her. I kept looking at every corner but she didn’t appear.

“Who are you looking for?” Gary asked.

“He is in love with a stranger,” Memory said laughing.

“Who is she?” Gary asked concerned.

“We will know if he wins her heart,” she said.

“Guys, I am in love. I will win her heart. Memo, just wait and see,” I spoke confidently.

I stood up and walked back to class. My friends were irritating me. I could hear them whispering as I walked away.

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