C41 People Change

Calling Tasha was next. No matter how awkward things are beginning to turn between us, I would still treat her like I always do. Nothing changed, she is one million people put together and as long as we are friends, I will cherish her. She is a babe and more.

She picked up at once, and I heard her sigh,

“I thought something had happened to you. I am glad you are okay”

She said immediately.

“Sorry Tasha, I did not realize you called”

I apologized to her.

“Are you avoiding me?”

She asked after I apologized. Instead of her acknowledging that she understands, she is asking if I am avoiding her. I mean, why should I do that?

“No, I am not”

“Well, I thought you were and had to call your mom.”

She responded and a sigh escaped from my mouth.

“I missed you and decided to call to check up on you. Jenny, I just want you to know nothing has changed between us so stop acting all pussy, bye”

She added and hung the call on me. I sensed anger and bitterness in her actions and words, I don't blame her at all.

People change.

You can't possibly tell me that we would stay in the circle of particular friends forever.

I would rather not feel sorry for how things are turning, so I undressed. I was practically sitting on my legs in the middle of the bed with nothing on my skin, not even my pants. Looking down, I noticed my boobs are becoming bigger and tried to understand why. Furthermore, I massaged them and found no lumps.

I don't think there is anything to worry about them getting bigger, I am increasing.

An image appeared in my mind and I found my hand going to my pussy. As hard as it was for me trying to control the urge to masturbate, my fingers got buried in it. Too bad, I could not even stop if I wanted to.

I slowly started massaging my clitoris as my other hand was on my boobs playing with my areola.

Heats were quickly spreading through my veins and when I decided to ease myself off, my door opened, and I quickly pulled my hands out and pulled the bedspread around me to cover my nakedness. My cheeks were burning, and I prayed that whoever was at the door did not realize what I was doing.

I slowly turned and met Owen staring at me.

“I don't share a room with you so when coming in next time, knock as courtesy demands”

I said, trying to hide my nervousness.

“What were you doing?”

He asked unapologetically.

“Owen, did you realize you just violated my privacy, and you can't even apologize.”

I stated, and he chuckled with a wave of his hand,” whatever”

“Alright, this is it! Leave my room!”

I yelled, and he became shocked,

“Wow, easy girl. I am not here to rape you, so you might as well keep your voice down. Even if I am, no one will save you because nobody is at home.”

He was right, no need to shout. I calmed down,

“Please leave my room now, you are blessed as you do so”

I said with a cool voice. Owen didn't bulge, rather, he sat on my bed and stared at me.

“Why are you wrapped in a bedsheet?”

He asked with amusement in his voice.

“F**k you Owen, now leave my room”

I muttered angrily.

“Oh! Do you want to get laid? I can help you with that”

He said, misinterpreting what I said. He was bent on annoying me. I just realized that he is a chameleon, one minute he is this, and the next minute, he is another.

“One middle finger to you, now f**k off”

I said sternly this time, but guess what? He was not moved; however, he continued laughing at me with his eyes. This dude is annoying.

“I actually came to disturb you, so bring it on”

He said. I just realized the best way to deal with him already is to ignore him, silence being my weapon will do the job, so I ignored him totally and picked up my phone and called Moris.

Moris did not pick up the first ring and when he did, I heard music in the background.

“Hi, darling,”

I said excitedly like someone who picked a coin.

“Hey”

He said dryly,

“Why did you call?”

He added. I sensed he was busy, and I might be disrupting him. The best thing was to allow him to do his stuff, so I decided to tell him I will call back later, but I heard a female voice in the background telling him to get over to the bed immediately.

“You could not even allow me to be gone for two days, and you replaced me.”

I said, hurtful, and put an end to the call.

Owen, who was still on my bed, sat staring at me. He had this pitiful look on his face, and I hated that he had to see me like this.

If I had known, I would not have called him. I know Moris and I had nothing but sex between us and I had wanted to dump him and now this has happened, it was best this way, but it hurt. Once again, I was betrayed.

I stood up with the bedsheet wrapped around me and went into the bathroom to cry. I can't afford to cry in Owen's presence. He did not even try to stop me when I stood up from the body.

I closed the bathroom door and slid to the ground and, as freely as it could flow, I let them out. My tears have to be the only thing I can lose freely without paying for them.

If only I did not fall for Zain, I would not be in this situation right. He has to be blamed for all of this.

Tasha is no longer the Tasha I can talk to about anything, this time around I am on my own.