His Curvy Obsession novel Chapter 9

Her eyes momentarily flew open when he left abruptly as her gown slipped down her body, leaving her in her white lingerie she was given to wear today. Tears welled up in her eyes, she was embarrassed for expecting more!.

She didn't understand why she was hurt by his actions because she didn't have any feelings for him, maybe like him, but one can't like a person you just met. She thought bitterly as her phone flashed her dad's name on the screen. She sniffed while wiping her nose. She swiped it to the green side and held the phone to her left ear and was greeted by her dad's cheerful voice. "Hello Adenike Mi'' She smiled, feeling nostalgic at her father's voice. Had it been she was at home with her father, her father would have cooked her favorite food which was Pounded yam and egusi (melon soup) for her. After eating, her father said she should walk with him outside under the drumstick tree at the front of their house. They would sit on the permanent bench and stare at the twinkling stars. Then she would put her head on her father's thigh who would recite her eulogy for her and patted her head soothingly. She missed him, she missed everything even though she had her darkest past. There is no place like home, she thought.

"Denike, are you there?" her father's voice drifted from her thoughts.

"Yeah" she rubbed her forehead, "I'm okay papa" she replied in a small voice.

"Denike" he called her softly, "I know you aren't alright. Your voice is down and whenever you say you are okay, you are hundred percent away from it" her father stated the obvious. She sniffed again, feeling the tears she had been keeping since the first time wanting to leak, "Papa…

" she called again.

"What happened dear?" her father asked, removing the toothpick in his mouth. He called her only to tease him about eating her favorite food that she had missed. Who knew she was feeling down!.

"Papa" her voice croaked, "I'm married" she whispered and used her hand to clamp her mouth shut as her son wanted to escape.

"You are married?" her father asked slowly, wanting to be sure of what he heard.

"Yeah" she nodded her head, even though he couldn't see her.

"I hope you love the guy," her father said in a statement that was the last straw to make her burst out the tears she had been holding. Her emotions had been jumbled together since morning, her insecurities and everything.

"Pour out your heart my pearl, I'm hearing you munchkin" her father smiled softly as tears brimmed in his own eyes also. There was no need for her to talk because she could understand her perfectly.

"Papa" she sniffed, "Papa…" she paused a little, trying to gather her jumbled thoughts. "It hurt" she cried out, her lips trembling, "it is painful to be odd out of all" she sobbed, covering her mouth to stop her from screaming but it was hard to control her cries, "why can't I be the same?" she asked. Her father didn't say anything, wanting her to rant all out. "I was bullied because my mother never was in the picture when I was in primary school, I was bullied in secondary school because I was too brilliant than others and the…." She choked on her tears as hot tears streamed down her cheeks. She could still remember the abuse she faced when she was in school. Just because her eyes color was different from others, she was labeled a witch to which she used to come out in flying colors. She had been ganged up on before, even some of the scars were on her back as a reminder. She focused on her academics and studied harder then was given a scholarship to another which she thought she would escape but her skin colour!. Why can't she be normal like all?!, she thought. She started skipping her meals to reduce her weight which resulted in her having an ulcer but it helped a little. She didn't want all she had, she hated her body, eyes,guru's brain and everything except her pointed nose, prominent dimples and her long hair.

"Denike mi, ọmọ ọba'' her father gently trying to calm her hysterically breathing down, "They are jealous and envious of you daughter" he father stated firmly, "I always tell you, people condemn you when they don't have anything to talk about or when they see you are better than them. And what I do tell you and will always tell you is to be yourself and make all those billitled you to be a litter in your world" her father advised her. Her father could perfectly understand her because he had passed through it before, he had been looking down on his life except his Elena who stood by him even when her family shunned her which made her leave with him to his country only to die when she gave birth to their little blessing. And he vowed to take care of her.

She sniffed, wiping her tears, feeling a little light. Her father was her anchor, her best friend and hero. He was everything a daughter could ever ask for. "I'm fine now papa" She said in a hoarded voice.

"That's my baby" he paused, smiling cheekily.