HER VOICE HIS ADDICTION EPISODE 9

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Thea decided to ignore the call, she continued browsing but the caller kept calling, after five attempts she decided to take the call.

She placed it on her ear but didn’t say a word, “Is this Thea?” Vin asked. Thea recognized his voice immediately, and a smile suddenly crept on her cheeks, “yes, who is this?” She pretends not to know him.

“This Vin,” he replied. “Ohh, I’m sorry I didn’t recognize your voice immediately,” she apologized. “It’s fine, how are you feeling now?” He asked.

“I’m better,” she replied. “Your voice sounds beautiful,” he said and she blushed.

“Really?” She asked. “Yes,” he answered.

“So, will you be free tomorrow night?” He asked and she felt her heart race, ‘why am I feeling this way?’ She thought holding her pounding chest with her hand.

“Are you still there?” He asked when he heard no sound from her. “Yes… Yes, I am,” she answered. “You will be free,” he said excitedly. “Uhh… I never said I was,” she said and she heard him groan lowly.

‘It seems like I hurt his feelings, should I say yes? What if he thinks I’m cheap or jobless?’ She thought.

“Tomorrow, I’m not sure… i’ll have to check my schedule,” she notified him. ‘You have no schedule to check you know,’ her subconscious reminded.

‘I can’t be cheap,’ she replied. “At least there is a possibility you will be free,” he giggled. Thea wondered why he sounds so happy, “alright then bye,” she said.

“Bye beauty voice,” he said and she blush so hard that her cheek hurt. She kept on smiling as she stared at nothing, she went to the kitchen and got herself a glass of water, her cheeks kept on hurting as she blush. “Snap out of it Thea!” She scolded herself.

“A stroll should help, I have to get this out of my head,” she concluded and took her mini bag before leaving the house.

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Allison stopped a few feet away from Cisco, “it will ruin my reputation,” she said. He scoffed, “Is that what this is to you?”

“Yes, you are a treasure that I can’t lose,” she replied bluntly. “What if I call it off?” He asked. “You can’t even if you want to, your dad won’t let you,” she replied confidently, which infuriated him. He feels like a pauper, he can’t make decisions for himself, and someone or something is always controlling him.

His health, his relationship, and even his work, he has to meet the demands of his client. It’s equivalent to them controlling him, “this is ridiculous,” he muttered. “Life is ridiculous,” she replied.

“Why did you do it then? The proposal, why did you turn it down? The world knows what you did, isn’t that affecting your… What again, reputation?” he asked.

“It isn’t and I wasn’t ready to have a ring stuck on my finger,” she replied. “You are unpredictable,” he said and turned to walk away.

“This is the longest conversation we have ever had in two years, isn’t sweetheart?” She asked and chuckled, she walked to stand in front of him. “The rejection is helping,” she said with a smile that looks rather creepy to him.

The word rejection help rang a bell in his head and he wondered why, but he ignored it. “Call my dad and tell him we are okay,” he said and walked past her. “Do that yourself,” she replied a little loud but he was gone.

Cisco ignited the car and drove away, he was at a far distance when the voice echoed in his head, *without a goodbye we won’t get a welcome*. Rejection helps now had a meaning to him, he chuckled as he drove.

The voice sounded so beautiful, he had no idea why he is addicted to it but he fuçking his. His mind drifted to Dr. Malcolm who promised to find the voice, he wonders what the owner looks like in person.

There was suddenly a red sign which indicates stop. He rested his back on the seat and create the girl in her head, one thing he’s is sure of is that the voice is a girl.

He created her short with a beautiful smile, shoulder-length hair, and flawless skin, “beautiful,” he muttered as he imagined.

He tuned only for his eyes to meet a girl, smiling just like the girl in his imagination. She was playing with a kid and life could be seen and felt in her smile.

She got him wondering the last time, he smiled or laugh genuinely. She looked so free and full of energy, he envied her because she has the things he wishes for.

He smiled unknowingly and found himself muttering, “cute,”. The girl turned her head in his direction but the wind blew her long hair to her face, she struggled to get it off, and just as she was done the sign changed to green so Cisco couldn’t see her face before driving off.

The girl was Thea, she returned her gaze to the little girl she was trying to keep happy because her mom was nowhere to be found.

She saw herself in the girl, scared and lonely. She wished she could find someone to brighten her day just like she’s trying to help the little girl.

“Mommy!” The girl suddenly screamed running towards a tattered-looking woman. It was obvious they were searching for each other, when two hearts yearns for each other they always meet.

She wished her trouble and pain will end just like this girl found her mother, she stared at them with a sad smile and wished she has a mom to hug.

“Mom, Miss took care of me,” she said pointing at Thea who was holding onto her mini bag as the wind kept blowing her hair. “Thank you miss,” the woman appreciated.

“You are welcome,” she replied and the woman hugged her daughter again before carrying her. The girl kept waving at Thea until they couldn’t see each other anymore.

Thea decided to visit the psychiatric hospital, she missed her mother so much. It was hard staying away from her but she had no choice, she was broke.

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“Good evening Thea, it’s been a while,” one of the nurses greeted her, it is an elderly woman. “Evening nurse rose,” she replied.

“You forgot about your mother,” she said. “As if that’s possible,” she said. “I just had some things to take care of, but I’m almost done, I will visit often once I’m done,” she assured.

“She’s in the garden,” nurse rose said before leaving, Thea sighed and walked to the garden. Her mom was trying to catch a butterfly, she chuckled and walked further into the garden.

“Stubborn butterfly, come back here,” she scolded as she ran after it. She stopped when it seemed hopeless and turned around to see Thea watching her with a smile.

She returned the smile and Thea’s heart danced happily, “you have a beautiful soul,” she said closing the space between them.

She stopped in front of Thea and raised her hand to catch the butterfly on her hair, Thea felt disappointed and happy. She was happy that she smiled at her and disappointed because it was a butterfly that made her smile, not her.

“Cute creatures, don’t you agree?” She asked holding a wing of the butterfly. “Yeah,” Thea muttered in agreement.

“That’s why they are set free,” she said and let it go. “You look like my Frankie,” she said to Thea, Frank that’s her father’s name.

“You remember Frank?” She asked and she nodded. “Don’t you?” She replied. “I do,” Thea answered.

“Of course, you must, they don’t remember,” she said pointing at the other patients dressed like her. “Do you live here?” She asked.

“I don’t,” Thea replied. “Too bad, you look like Frank. I wish I can see you every day,” she said and walked away.

Thea finally let out the tears she has been fighting, “I wish I can visit every day too. I want to,” she sobs.

Cisco emptied the glass of wine on the table beside his laptop before retiring to the room.

He switched off the light excluding the table lamp, he reached for the recorder but couldn’t find it.

He searched the desk but couldn’t find it, he was sure he kept it on the desk with his car keys when he returned.

He switched on the lights and began his search for it. The recorder was nowhere to be found, he rushed to his car to search for it but he still couldn’t find it.

He ran his hand through his hair in distress, he is going to have another sleepless night no doubt.
T. B. C