The Face Behind The Mask🙃

“There is a thin line between love and hate you know” said Amaka as she neatly folded another cloth. I rolled my eyes at her and stoned her with a pillow. She came to my place to help me pack for school (school that we know I’m not going back to anytime soon😂). “I can never love Emeka and you know it… With his body that looks like chewing stick and his head like spoilt pineapple ” I replied and we burst into laughter. “But really, Emeka has not always been like this… We went to primary school together and he was just well behaved…a perfect gentleman ” Amaka said. “Really since Primary school Amaka… ” we laughed again and kept on gisting till she left some hours after.

The next day I went to market(again) and what I saw shocked me… I saw Emeka almost close to tears begging a certain man in a black car. I was lost. The man shut his door against him and drove off and Emeka threw himself on the mud and cried. I have never seen him so broken. He is usually this tough guy. He stood up and dusted himself and left.

Call me amebo if you like but I followed him… I waited for us to get to that lonely path before making myself noticeable. We were alone on that path. He smirked when he saw me “wall of Jericho” he said and I studied his face and he looked indifferent like he was the one I just saw so broken few minutes ago… I almost just walked away but something in me pushed.. I just needed to understand what just happened. “On a normal day that would have offended me but not after what I just saw that happened in the market place…” I said and his face changed immediately. “uno the world would be better if everyone learned to mind their business ” he sounded offended and it annoyed me. I was showing concern why the attack… I quickly attacked back “uno I was only showing concern but what did I expect from a person like you” and I walked away even after seeing the pained expression on his face. “A person like me… A person like me what do you even know about me” he called at me with so much emotions in his voice that made me stop in my tracks. “everyone just comes at me like they know me. No one knows that I was abandoned by my mom after my dad died… No one knows I survived on the streets on my own till my aunty found me and agreed to train me. No one knows that all this tough guy is a facade to hide my pains. No one knows ” he continued so pained and walked up to me. “no one knows because no one cares… y’all just want to conclude on what you feel…no one is getting facts about any one any more…like life is not hard enough I have to deal with all the judgemental stare and yarns” he hissed and walked away.

I didn’t get to know what happened exactly at the market place or who that man was. After that day, whenever I and Emeka run into each other we act like that day didn’t happen but it did happen and that incident made me realize a lot. I judged Emeka by the pieces of him that I saw and even hated him without knowing his struggles or pains or what he had gone through. Yes maybe he messes up occasionally ahmean he wanted to ruin my sister but he was who experience made him and if instead of judging him, we had gotten to know him maybe just maybe he wouldn’t have to do all that to be happy… Maybe he would just have found happiness in us.

P. S

Assumptions has never helped anyone… There is still this act called asking you know. Sitting down there and just concluding on who a person is by what you think you understand or what people say is bull crap and we past that age you know.

I hope you enjoyed this one also please let me know what you think… I… I… I love y’all😭😭😜