{"id":1083,"date":"2017-01-26T05:59:03","date_gmt":"2017-01-26T05:59:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/theskrypt.co.ke\/?post_type=jetpack-portfolio&p=1083"},"modified":"2017-01-26T05:59:03","modified_gmt":"2017-01-26T05:59:03","slug":"the-apartment-9","status":"publish","type":"jetpack-portfolio","link":"https:\/\/sqrypted.co.ke\/index.php\/portfolio\/the-apartment-9\/","title":{"rendered":"The Apartment"},"content":{"rendered":"

Chapter 9: Disappointment<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mary\u2019s heart thundered. Her mouth had long run dry as she walked stiffly toward the notice board.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe results out! So soon\u2026\u201d she bit her right thumb and winced. Her legs felt heavy and she felt unsteady in her stride.<\/p>\n

The notice board was in sight. There were numerous girls already there. Mary froze six feet from the notice board. She watched a girl collapse to her knees her face contorted in despair, tears flooding down her trembling cheeks. She was not alone. All around her she could feel the mix of emotion with the most prevalent being the heavy disappointment.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u201cI can\u2019t do this\u2026\u201d Mary thought. She spun around and started for the dorms. She would check later.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt can\u2019t be!!!!\u201d a girl screeched. She turned back to see a fair skinned girl frantically searching for her name on the lists, \u201cThere must be a mistake!\u201d<\/p>\n

Her own heart dropped. She swallowed hard, \u201cI \u2026..have to do this.\u201d.<\/p>\n

Mary maneuvered past the girls with lifeless eyes and jovial girls and finally got to the front. She took a deep breath and searched for her name.<\/p>\n

\u201cIts\u2026not\u2026there\u2026..\u201d her heart was pounding. Her eyes ran down the list. She had finished the first one. Behind her she heard a gleeful scream. She bit her lip and continued. Her arms were shaking and her palms sweaty.<\/p>\n

\u201cPlease\u2026pleaaaaase\u2026.pleaaaase\u2026\u201d she muttered with her trembling left hand over her lips , \u201cGod, pleaaase..\u201d<\/p>\n

Her eyes were glazed over with tears. There were two more names on the list but she couldn\u2019t make them out.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe made it!!!!!!\u201d a familiar baritone voice screeched in her ear, \u201cMary we made it!!\u201d<\/p>\n

It was a girl from her class. She blinked away her tears and looked at the last two names and sure enough hers was the second last.<\/p>\n

\u201cOoh my GOD!\u201d Mary jumped with glee, \u201cI did it! I made it!\u201d<\/p>\n

She could not resist the laughter that flowed out of her full lips releasing all the pent-up frustration since she her fall out with Esther. Her laughter came to a gradual end.<\/p>\n

Then, her countenance fell, \u201cI hope she\u2019s okay\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

She wanted to celebrate with Esther more than anything.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you not happy?\u201d, her classmate asked with a raised brow.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo. I mean\u2026..that\u2019s not it\u2026 I will see you at prep time\u201d, Mary responded with a hesitant smile before walking off.<\/p>\n

\u201cI must reconcile with Esther…\u201d she thought as she headed for the dorms.<\/p>\n

****<\/p>\n

Esther was standing in front of the staffroom pacing back and forth, her forehead creased and her hands clutching a creased envelope. Mary stood at the top of the stairs watching. Numerous students moved back and forth along the corridor up the stairs towards the classrooms or down the corridor towards the dorms.<\/p>\n

\u201cI knew it\u201d Mary thought, \u201cMust be the school fees. Maybe I should ask my dad\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Mary looked at Esther again. She was taking deep breaths.<\/p>\n

\u201cI wonder who she wants to see\u201d, Mary thought pursing her lips.<\/p>\n

Her thoughts were cut short by the appearance of the JV club patron.<\/p>\n

Mary inadvertently stepped back.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt can\u2019t be\u201d, her eyes narrowed.<\/p>\n

****<\/p>\n

Mary sat at the foot of her bed. Her mind was awash with numerous questions. Her heart wrung with an unfamiliar pain. She rested her forehead on her clutched palms with her elbows resting on her knees. She rocked back and forth.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe betrayed me…bloody pretender!!!\u201d Mary thought clutching her jaw.<\/p>\n

A breeze washed into the room, \u201c Mary?\u201d<\/p>\n

It was Esther. She didn\u2019t move.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhen were you going to tell me?\u201d she asked her voice low<\/p>\n

Esther was silent. Mary looked up into Esther\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou lied to me\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

Esther opened her mouth to speak but shut it. She shook her head letting out a sigh before turning her back to Mary, \u201cYou\u2019d never understand\u201d<\/p>\n

Mary bit her lip, \u201cYou\u2019re the worst!!\u201d<\/p>\n

Silence.<\/p>\n

Mary walked out of the room slowly with her head bowed in disappointment.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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