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I woke up with a loud yawn stretching my limbs and feeling refreshed, I checked the time and it was just 6:30am which gives me enough time to do what I wanted. I happily turned on the music while walking to the bathroom. I turned on my shower, and started a show in the bathroom.
Thirty minutes later I was done in the bathroom and I dressed up; I decided to check the mirror to assess my dressing. Bad idea.
There it was, the biggest flaw of my life right there on my face and that immediately dampened my mood, my eyes were filled with tears, and then the emotions came in a rush, the anger, the self-pity and with these emotions I walked out of my house to school just like every other day, always angry at the world and at myself.

I entered the lecture room, and sat in the back all by myself, the conversations around me became a blur and then my subconsciousness begins its work. I can see them pointing at me, their laughter, the stares, and I can feel my fear right in my throat. I wanted to scream it out, but a voice stopped me
"Hello, you are Adeola right?"
I jerked out of my thoughts, looked beside me with my blurred eyes.

"Sho wa okay?"
I was quiet trying to make sense of the situation, no one ever talked to me before.
"Yeah" I said quietly.
"Are you sure? You have tears in your eyes"
I turned my face away and cleaned it then j built up my walls, again.
"Well you can leave now" I said with a hard voice, I put my headphone on shutting him out totally.


TWO HOURS LATER, the lecturer didn't turn up but the guy was still beside me, I packed my things and walked out and annoyingly he did too, chattering behind me.
I stopped and looked back.
"What the hell is your problem?" I shouted at him.
"I was just trying to make a conversation." He said quietly.

"Why?" I said folding my hands on chest, glaring.
"I already told you."
"Just f**k off."
I walked on but he held my arm back.
"What is your problem dude?" I burst out.
"I think you are the problem." He said sternly.
"Excuse me?"
"You. Are. The. Problem." He said emphasising each word. "Why are you so bitter at the world?"
"What?"
"You put this wall around yourself and shut everyone out"
"That's because…." I stuttered.
"Stop being so bitter and hateful, not everyone is out to get you."
He left me there speechless and I walked home with his words ringing in my head all night.
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I FELT ASHAMED till the next day, his words really hit close to home. I took a bold step after my afternoon lecture and walked up to him, sat beside him, opened my mouth and said I'm sorry"
He smiled at me and he looked really handsome which I didn't notice yesterday.
"I'm sorry for shouting at you too" He apologised too.
"So why are you always by yourself, why so angry?"
I looked at him for a moment before replying
"It's because of my face"
"Your face? What's wrong with your face?" He said with a frown.
I made gestures at my face confused by his reply.
"Your tribal mark? That's why?"
"Yeah and thinking about it now it's so silly." I paused a bit licking my lips. "All my life, I always saw this as a shame, my grandmother made it on my face, you know, my mother died giving birth to me and I was given to Grandma. Growing up and moving to the city, seeing other girls, I felt so inferior and then it led to envy and then hate. And I always feel people are after me you know, I guess my thoughts got twisted"
He lightly touched my shoulder
"I can't promise you that everyone will love you and your tribal mark but you have to love yourself and know that you have people that will love you, tribal mark or not." I got teary-eyed, how words got to me.
"Someone like me" He winked at me.
I grinned, he's such a charmer.
"Thank you Kayode"
"You know my name?"
"Of course I do. I've heard it a few times"
We were talking in between smiles and exchanging looks when we got interrupted.
"Oh em gee, your smile is radiant"
The girl dressed in so many colors said sitting beside us.
"Thank you" I said shyly.
"Ki lo wo bayi?" Kay said raising a brow.
"Ki lo kan e?" She replied and Kayode shook his head.
"By the way, I'm Kehinde" She introduced herself.
"I'm Deola"
It was a start of a beautiful friendship and well, I guess there are so many beautiful things around me that I never took notice of.

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I WOKE UP with a start my heart beating really fast and I was sweating profusely, it felt so real, his hands pressing me down and me thrashing to break free.
I got up from bed and entered my bathroom and washed my face.
I stared in the mirror, I had eye bags, nothing a cucumber pack wouldn't cure anyway.
I walked back into the room and checked the time, it was just 1am, I lied back on my bed and stared at the ceiling praying for the day to break quickly.


"HEY, DON'T YOU sleep or something?" My friend Clare said sitting beside me, if only she knew how true her words are.
"You are always early to every lecture, like super early"
"I'm an early riser" I said with a shrug.
"Hello babes" Emma came in later and we both greeted her.
I only have two friends and they are both girls,the people I relate to are also girls and I'd like to keep it that way.
We were gisting when I felt an elbow digging into my side.
"What?"
"He's staring at you again" Emma said not so subtly pointing at the front.
I didn't even bother to look at the direction she wanted me to look at, I just ignored her.
"You know you play this "too hard to get" thing too seriously"
I just kept quiet.
"You don't give any guy any attention, at all." Clara added.
"I have my reasons" I finally replied them.
"What are your reasons?" Clare asked me.
"Just…." I said non-challantly with a shrug.
"I feel you are hiding something. We are your friends, you shouldn't be hiding things from us."
"Can you both just leave this? I have my reasons for not saying anything so just leave it like that. Please" I stood up and walked out, I was starting to feel suffocated in there.
My lungs were closed up so I tried taking deep breaths with my eyes closed but all I saw was a repeat of the incident until I felt a tap from behind me.
I looked behind me and when my eyes cleared I saw him, my heart leaped to gut and then I screamed murder.
A firm grip on my shoulders stopped me.
"Hey it's okay, it's okay" He said patting me gently, it's the guy from class.
When I sobered a bit I realised I was the centre of attraction even my friends were already out, their eyes wide, I felt more embarrassed, I could feel the tears coming so I shrugged his hands off.
"Don't ever touch me again" I told him then I ran off wiping my tears as they fell down uncontrollably.
I later stopped by a tree in a quiet a place sobbing, I felt hands around me later, I recognised their scents, I sobbed in their arms as they murmured comforting words to me.
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Emma and Clare took me home, I was so exhausted from all the crying that I slept off immediately my hand held by Clare.
I woke up to see the sun setting, my room was lit up tho, there's constant light in my area.
"Hey" Emma said from where she was seated.
"Hey" I replied back.
"So we cooked rice for you I'm sure you must be hungry"
I shook my head "I'm not really hungry"
We were all quiet for a bit, Clare was sitting at the foot of the bed playing with her fingernails and Emma was looking everywhere but me.
I swallowed down the saliva trying to come up "I'm sure you both are curious about what happened back there"
"Yeah but if you don't want to talk, it's okay" Clare said giving me a weak smile.
"I want to. I will tell you everything" I said.
I took a shaky breath, my heart racing, I could hear my heart beat in the silence.
"I was 10 years old when it happened" I spoke softly beginning my story.
"One of cousins, Kingsley, was staying with us, he was about 18years then I think. Well, he was playful and nice, he always bought me things, anything I wanted, I would just tell Kingsley and I would get it so that made me close to him, there were times he would hug me tightly and times where he snuggled up to me in his bed whenever parents were not around" Tears sprang from eyes but I wiped them off.
"He would tell me he loved me constantly and being a naive girl, well obviously I would be naive I was just ten, I will tell him I loved him too but he always had this look in his eyes that I could not decipher then but later I realised it was desire." I shook my head pitying myself.
"There were times I would catch him in the bathroom when I'm taking my bath with his fly opened and his hand on it.
I don't know how he always managed to sneak in, he would beg later on not to say anything, that if I did, my parents will send him away and I would be the only one staying in our big house, that thought scared me then"
"It happened one night, my Dad was supposed to go on a night flight for a business trip, my Mom was not home yet, it was 10pm, I was already in bed sleeping soundly when I felt hands creeping down my night gown. I woke up and he covered my mouth with his hands, I didn't know what he wanted to do but I just felt really scared, I just had the primitive that I am in danger." I closed my eyes, the scene replaying with a shaky voice.
"He tore my pant and….and he forcefully inserted his thing into me, I screamed, no I tried screaming, it hurt, it hurt so much. My Mom came in at that moment probably to check if I was asleep but the deed was already done. It was too late." "Too late" I whispered crying bitterly.
I heard sniffles, Clare and Emma were already in tears.
"Where is the bastard now?" Emma asked.
"I don't know, he was taken to prison and he got released last year but I don't know where he is now"
"Where ever he is, I hope he continues to suffer. I'm so sorry B. I'm so sorry"
Emma and Clare came closer hugging me, all of us sobbing.
"Since then I've been wary of boys, that's why I stay away, they remind me of him. Saying this now makes me feel better tho"
"You will be fine B. You will be fine". Clare repeated.

I WENT TO school the following week the same time my friends got to school, I've been sleeping fairly well since that day, it's a gradual process anyway.
"They are going to kill me in this school I swear" Emma groaned. "Why are there so many assignments? I'm not here for PhD for crying out loud."
"The matter sef tire me too o" Clare said, and just about then the boy entered, he smiled at us as he walked past where we were seated.
"I forgot to tell you, he's been asking of you and well, he followed us home the other day, he left as soon as you slept tho, he was really worried about you."
"Oh" I said, I didn't know what to say.
"Yeah." Clare said.
My phone rang so I went out to pick the call, as I was coming back I bumped into someone, I bumped into him.
"Hey, Beatrice right?" He said with a dazzling smile.
"Uh, yeah"
"Well I'm Richard" He held out his hand for a handshake, I looked at it for a moment before taking it.
"So I guess I will see you around" He said.
"Yeah, guess so" I replied with a small smile and walked off but I could feel his eyes on me the whole time and I was not uncomfortable at all.

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Scarred 3 (1)

"Let's break up"
I froze.
Did he…
Did he just say that?
"What did you say Joe? I don't think I heard you well" I told him, my eyes wide in fear, desperately hoping my ears temporarily weren't working properly.
He took off his ring and dropped it on the table, stood up and said. "I'm breaking up with you."
He walked out leaving me dumbfounded staring at the ring on the table.
I ran after him and I caught his arm.
"Joe"
He turned and looked at me with no emotion in his eyes.
"Joe I don't understand. Why are we breaking up? Our wedding is just two weeks away. Tell me what I did wrong, I will fix it I swear" At this point my voice was shaking and I could not stop the tears falling from my eyes.
He shrugged my hand off.
"I'm no longer in love with you. I think it's better this way" He said coldly and walked off.
I wanted to call his name but there was a sharp pain in my chest.
I could barely breathe.
I watched him take each step away from me, fading little by little until I could not see him anymore.
And then I did the only thing I could do at that point.
I screamed.
The tears started pouring out like rain.
I cried on the street like a child as I walked in the opposite direction Joe took.
I was oblivious to where I was going until I heard a horn and lights blazing, but I didn't move, I stood there transfixed waiting for it to happen my eyes opened but the car stopped with a screech right in front me.
The driver came out.
"Are you crazy lady? How could you walk into the street like that?" The tall black guy shouted. "Damn, I could have hit you"
"You should have hit me" I said quietly.
"What?" I think he heard me.
Everything started spinning, and the last thing I heard was "Hey"
I fell right into arms and everything went black.


I WOKE UP staring into a grey ceiling. I had a splitting headache, I rose up and looked around the room, it's a room I'm familiar with.
"Jen, you are awake. How are you feeling?"
Fola walked up to me, touched my head to feel my temperature.
"How did I get here?" I said, my voice scratchy.
Fola bent over to small stool beside me and filled a glass with water.
"A guy brought you here" She gave me the water and said beside me.
I drank the water. "What guy?" I said my voice clear now.
"He said he almost hit you and then you fainted. I happened to call at that moment apparently."
What happened Jen? Your eyes are puffy like you'd been crying. I thought you wanted to meet Joe."
I started crying again.
"Shhh." Fola said hugging me.
"What happened love?"
"He dumped me"
"What?!"
"Joe dumped me"
Fola looked at me disbelievingly.
"That son of a b**ch. How dare he do that?
Wait, what did he say happened?"
"He said he is no longer in love with me"
"That cheating bastard." Fola cussed. "Wow. That f***er."
"Wait till I get him. I'm gonna rip his eyes off"
"He cheated on me right?"
Fola didn't answer but she didn't need to.
"Honey. You are going to be fine"
"Fine? Seven years Fola. Seven good years. Where am I going to start from?"
"We were supposed to get married next two weeks"
"Fola, I feel like my whole life has fallen apart. What will I do? Where will I start my life from? Fola I'm finished." Fola hugged me again stopping my rants but that didn't stop my tears.
Joe ruined me.

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Scarred 3 (2)

THREE MONTHS LATER
The sun is so bright today but it's doing nothing to light up my gloomy life, I just get through each day by working hard and thankfully I love my job.
"Good morning ma. Good morning Aunty Fola" My assistant Mary greeted me and Fola who went to work with me this morning as we entered my office; Fola winked in reply.
"Morning Mary." I sat down, Mary followed us in.
"What are we planning today?"
"The Thanksgiving dinner for next week and we got a call for a wedding this morning but I told them to hold to confirm if.…"
"Cancel it. Tell them we are booked" I told her.
"Okay ma" Mary walked out of my office and I could feel Fola's stare on me.
"Well, spill it out" I told her.
"You are still not taking wedding events?"
"Yes"
"Why?"
"You know why"
"No I do not"
"Come on Fola"
"If this is still because of Joe then that is not a reason"
"Joe is a perfectly good reason"
"No he is not. You do know Wedding events will get you more money than other events"
"We are getting by"
Fola pinched her nose letting out a frustrating breath. "This is so stupid Jen. It's been three months"
"And I was with him for seven years. I can't just throw that away"
"Of course you can throw it away. Joe is trash and he belongs in the trash bin. Get over it Jen."
"It's not easy" I shook my head. "You wouldn't understand. I loved him"
"Exactly, 'loved him'. Don't let Joe's memories have a hold on you, move on"
I was about taking when the door opened and Mary poked her head inside.
"Sorry to interrupt but someone is here to see you"
"Okay." I excused myself from Fola to go see the person.
I entered the reception to see myself staring at the back of a tall guy, he was looking around the room.
"Hello Sir. How may I help you?"
He faced me and I got to say, he is good looking.
"Hi, I'm Philip" I accepted his handshake but his stare made a bit uncomfortable.
"How may I help you?" I asked again.
"I got a call from here that you won't be available to plan for my sister's wedding I requested and I want know why"
"We are really booked so there is no way we can fit you in our schedule. Sorry about that"
"Oh" He looked disappointed. "Well I guess I will find another Event Planner"
"I guess so. Sorry to disappoint" I was about to leave when he called me back.
"Hey"
I looked back, the voice seems strangely familiar, the way he said "Hey" like he was scared.
"You don't remember me do you?" He said searching my eyes.
I racked through my memory but I didn't get anything just that the voice seemed really familiar.
"I'm sorry I don't…" but I got interrupted by Fola
"Hey I know you" Fola said pointing at the guy smiling.
"Me too. Nice seeing you again" He waved with a smile too.
"I'm sorry about Jen."
I gave Fola a "What did I do?" look.
"He saved you"
"When?"
"Three months ago, the night you fainted."
No wonder the voice seemed familiar, I vaguely remembered the whole ordeal but I definitely remember his voice.
"I'm sorry" I said shyly feeling embarrassed.
"It's okay" He replied me flashing his teeth.
"Thank you for that night. I'm grateful"
"It's my pleasure" He smiled again.
It was really awkward and I could not hold his stare.
"So I guess I will see you around" I smiled nervously.
"Yeah. See you" He smiled at Fola and waved at Mary then walked out, he flashed me a smile before driving off.
"So hot. Someone get me water" Fola said with a dreamy look.
"You are crazy" I entered my office and Fola followed
"Did you see the way he was looking at you? I would kill for a man to look at me like that"
"Stop watching Korean dramas, they are starting to affect your reasoning."
"Seriously Jen.."
"Fola" I said.
"Okay Okay" Fola said raising her hands up.
"If you would let go of Joe you would have seen the way he was staring at you." Fola said quietly.
I gave her a death look and she made a gesture of zipping her mouth and throwing the key away.
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Scarred 3(3)
It was getting close to 9pm, I was about retiring from my room after brushing my teeth when the phone rang. It was a strange number, it's nothing new in my line of business anyway.
"Jen Event Service, how may I help you?" I answered as usual stifling a yawn.
"Hey, it's me Philip" I frowned at that.
"Philip? Philip who?"
"I was in your office today, the guy you met three months ago?"
I hit my forehead for forgetting again. "I'm so sorry, Philip. How are you?"
"I'm okay. How are you too?"
"I'm alright. Hope there is no problem?"
"No nothing at all. I got your number from your Instagram page and I just wanted to say hi"
"Oh, thank you"
"It's a pleasure. And I also wanted to talk about the wedding thing"
"I'm sorry but just like I said earlier our schedule is tight"
He was quiet for a while "Can't you just fix me in? It's really important I get an event planner as soon as possible and I heard you are the best out there. I want the best for my sister, my sister really likes you, please just help me. I'll pay you extra"
"I'm sorry Philip but I don't do weddings" I bit my tongue when I realized what slipped out.
"You don't do weddings? You are an event planner"
"That was a slip of the tongue."
"Obviously it was but that is so weird like. Mind if I ask why you don't do weddings?"
"Yes I do mind if you ask" I said starting to get annoyed by his incessant questions.
He was quiet for a while that I thought the call has been disconnected and I was about hanging up when he spoke up.
"What happened three months ago Jen?" He asked quietly.
My heart skipped a bit, I held my hand in a fist as I recalled the memory.
"It's none of your business" I said and dropped the call swallowing back the tears that threatened to fall.
How dare he bring back those memories?


"I DON'T WANT to talk about this again Fola"
Fola came for a visit and I told her what happened with Philip the following day but I'm starting to regret it.
"Alright I hear you but help him with his sister's wedding"
"And why should I do that?"
"He saved your life, return the favor"
"I already thanked him"
"Doesn't matter, he is desperate for this. Just plan the wedding for his sister as a sign of appreciation and it seems like he is in desperate need of an Event Planner and he saved your life"
"You said that before"
"I know" She said crunching on her chips.
I thought about it and well he did save my life so I called him and we fixed us meeting at my office by 12 noon, I almost punched Fola's smug face before i set out for work leaving behind Fola, it was a weekend.

PHILLIP GOT THERE at 12pm prompt in casuals and he looked okay.
"Thank you so much for doing this for me. It really means a lot" Philip said as soon as he came in.
"It's OK but I want you to know that I'm just returning a favor after this we have no business together again. Got it?" I said
"Got it."
"Okay sit down"
Phillip took his sit and I presented him out catalog
"Shouldn't your sister be here with you?" I asked as I looked through my drawer for my jotting pad.
"She will be here soon, besides I have better taste than her"
I looked at him and snorted and took my jotter out.
"Really. I do"
I didn't bother to reply looking through magazines.
"Why did you want me to hit you that night?"
I was taken aback by his question but he looked serious.
"Not your business"
"I know but I can't get it off my mind. You looked like you meant it"
"That was there months ago. It's over" I said through gritted teeth.
"Doesn't seem like it's over. You are still deeply affected by it, you seem so guarded, like you don't want to let anyone in"
"Are you a shrink?"
"No, I just tend to sense things correctly."
I let out an annoyed breath, he is so sure of himself.
"Listen Phillip…" I began talking but he interrupted me.
"Does it have to do with you not "doing weddings?"
"Okay that's it" I hit my hands on the table.
"I'm not going to sit down here and listen to you talk to me like I'm a patient. Butt out of my business." I said angrily, I'm usually cool but he just knows how to press my buttons.
I expected him to flinch but he just kept staring at me.
"You know you look more beautiful when you are angry" He said calmly and had a hint of smile.
I would admit that was unexpected maybe that was why my heart skipped a bit. Phillip rendered me speechless.
"Anybody here?" We heard from outside breaking the silence.
"That would be my sister" Philip said. "Come here Rebecca" He called out.
A slender beautiful lady in a short sleeved white gown entered, she was really beautiful, I guess beauty runs in their family.
"Hi I'm sorry I'm late, had to settle some things. I'm Rebecca" Beautiful and pleasant, I thought.
"Call me Jen." I shook her hands firmly, thankfully I was already composed. "Please sit"
"So what have you gotten so far? I'm sure Phillip will pick something good for me, he has a better taste." Rebecca said flipping through a magazine.
Philip gave me an "I told you so" look with a wink.
"Idiot" I muttered to myself.
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Scarred 3

Apparently the wedding was going to hold the next month, I had to work closely with Philip, his sister was always bringing him along, anytime Fola was there were the worst, she was always giving me looks. Philip is nice but I'm just guarding my heart, I already developed a phobia for weddings. Philip always drops me off just like today.
"You don't need to thank me every time I drop you off. It's a pleasure" Philip flashed me his signature smile.
"Okay" I made a move to open the door when he held my arm.
"You will be at the wedding right?" Phillip asked gently.
"No" I replied.
He sighed. "I won't force you but I hope you come and overcome this fear you have. And I will like to take you on a date after the wedding."
"Philip"
"Just think about it."
I waited for a few seconds before I got out of the car into my house.


I EVENTUALLY WENT for the wedding, Philip was so pleased, he had a big smile on his face.
I sat down on pins as I watched the couple exchange vows, it was when the wedding was over that I could relax.
I was standing outside when Philip came out with a woman.
"There she is" Philip said standing beside me.
"I heard you were the planner of this wedding, you did a good job"
"Thank you ma'am" I smiled at her.
"My son's wedding is in May, I will like to hire you"
"It will be a pleasure." I gave her my business card "You can reach me on this"
"Okay. Have a lovely day"
"You too"
I watched the woman walk off.
"You look lovely in that gown" Philip whispered into my ear. "And I'm glad you came"
"I'm glad I came too, thank you for giving me the courage to do this."
"I didn't do anything but I will take the 'Thank you'"
I shook my head, Phillip is one of a kind.
We waited till the bride and groom left for their honeymoon.
"Shall we?" Phillip said.
"The date?"
"What else?"
Philip opened the car for me and I stepped in, I'm a little nervous and I held the seat belt tightly.
I almost didn't step out of the car, but Philip held my hand and gave me a reassuring smile.
We entered KFC and ordered for a bowl of chicken.
As we were eating, Philip made me laugh so much, he made me comfortable.
"I said leave me alone" That was what I heard before a resounding slap.
I looked towards the direction to see a lady and a guy holding his cheek and he looked really familiar.
"I'm calling off the wedding, I can't cope with a broke guy" The young in a really short gown said loudly.
When she stepped out I got a clear picture of the guy's face.
"Joe" I whispered, and as if he heard me he looked in my direction, he looked shocked, and then embarrassed he quickly walked out.
I watched Joe leave this time and my heart felt light, I've been avenged and I'm on a date with a really cute guy.
"Are you okay Jen?" Philip asked me.
"I'm more than okay Phillip" I responded with a wide smile.
This is the best day of my life.
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We shouldn't allow our past to break us, we just need to learn the act of moving on