(Unforgettable feelings)
Season 1
Episode
A Story Written By Noblequeen
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…She muttered and stared into the space…
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STILL THE FEMALE’S HOSTEL
(Gold and Queen’s room)
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Gold had stopped crying and was sniffing
but Queen still held unto her. Suddenly there
was a knock on the door which made
Queen startled.
“Who could that be,” she thought as she
stared at the closed door. Then the knock
sounded again and it looked as if the
knocker had something important to say.
“Who is that?” Queen asked.
“It’s me,” the knocker said in a cool voice.
“You who?”
“Nath!” came the reply again.
On hearing Nath, Gold looked up and stared
at Queen shaking her head negatively, “Dont
open!”
“Why?” Queen wanted to know.
“Just don’t open,” Gold answered, broke
free from Queen’s hold and stood up. Then
the knock sounded again, louder this time.
“I won’t go anywhere unless I talk to you
even if it means staying here till midnight,”
Nath said from outside sounding serious.
Queen glanced at Gold who stood leaning
on the bunk, then stood up and walked to
the door. Surprisingly Gold kept mute and
just fixed her gaze on her as she opened the
door and Nath walked in smiling.
“Goodmorning,” Queen greeted and went
out of the room without waiting for a reply,
closing the door behind her.
Nath walked and stood in the middle of the
room and look around. The room looked
neat and tidy and also smelt nice. On the bed
lay a fresh pink and white bedsheets, a
photo frame of Queen and Gold’s
matriculation hung on the wall, the locker,
wardrobe, pails looked well kept and
arranged. Everything looked spick and span.
Turning to face Gold again, he smiled
charmingly, “Hello beauty, Goodmorning,” he
greeted with his hands in his pocket. “Nice
room you’ve got,” he added.
“Who are you and what do you want?” Gold
asked frowning and folded her hands.
“Can’t you atleast offer me a seat?” he asked.
Gold glared at him, then pulled out a white
plastic chair under the reading table and
pushed it to him. She felt very grateful that
the room was big and wide.
Nath smiled broadly and shook his head,
“No, thanks, I’ll seat on the mattress only if
you join me there.”
“This guy is mad o,” Gold thought
wordlessly. “Say what you want to say and
leave, you have 5minutes and your time
starts now,” she fired.
Nath removed his hands from his pocket
and moved close to her. Standing infront of
her, he touched her cheek and said, “Have
you been crying?” he asked instead with
concern written all over his face.
“No!” she shrieked and slapped away his
hand. “Leave now!” she ordered.
“You know you’re not the rude type so
please stop acting like one,” he said still
wondering what could make her cry.
Gold kept mute and stared at his head like
he’d gone nuts. She felt like raining insults
on him but kept calm and waited to hear
what he had to say.
“I’m here for us to talk like mature adults, so
please give me a listening ear,” he pleaded
and waited for her to say something but
when she didn’t, he continued. “You’re
beautiful,” he admired, looking at her
lovingly.
“Thank you,” she said sharply. “I’ve heard
that a thousand times, now please leave,”
she unfolded her hands and gestured to the
door.
Nath swallowed hard. He thought it wasn’t
the right time to talk to her, so he decided to
leave. “Alright, I’ll leave,” he breathed. “But I’ll
come back, If not for another thing but just
to know the reason why you’ve been crying
and also to let you know I care about you.
So expect me by 7:00pm,” he smiled and
touched her braids romantically. Then he
turned and walked to the door. Holding the
door handle, he looked back at her and
repeated, “Expect me by 7:00pm,” then
smiled again, then he opened the door,
stepped out and closed it behind him.
Gold sighed in relief as the door was closed.
“Why wasn’t it Jeffrey that came to see me,”
she muttered, threw herself on the bed and
started sobbing again.
Minutes later, Queen opened the door and
rushed inside. “Babe, that guy is cute!,
where has he been all this while?” she said
excitedly and sat on the mattress.
“I need Jeffrey,” Gold muttered sadly as she
carried up her head and placed it on
Queen’s lap.
“Don’t tell me you’ve been crying again
because of that fool, someone is here
showing concern for your feelings and
you’re crying for someone who doesn’t
deserve you,” Queen lashed out angrily.
“I love him,” Gold cried.
“No you don’t, you’re simply obsessed,”
Queen barked, carried up her head and
stood with her eyes flashing in anger…
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To be continued