Genesis

Genesis

Chinelo's laughter rang out. The fact that I was attracted to Genesis seemed ludicrous to her, along with the fact that I, a girl, was planning to ask a guy out. She'd stop, then crack up again. It was beginning to get weird. When she finally stopped cackling, she simply said, "It's your choice, do it if you feel he's worth it". So it began.

Genesis, Chinelo and I have become close friends since then. He'd turned me down, and I still beat myself up about it, but I have hopes. We get along pretty well and, after a girl was raped to death in campus, he made it his duty to escort us back to the hostel. Chinelo's hostel is before mine, so we had a window to talk before getting to my hostel. We'd make small talk, deep talk, and I'd get to see his dimple. I lived for those windows.

I think he's beginning to like me. He asked Chinelo for permission to 'borrow' me for the evening, and we went to see a movie that I'd been singing about for weeks. We loved it, and each time he made reference to the movie, I grinned the silliest grin. In turn, I took him to the uncompleted building near the church. It didn't have a top floor, just the concrete which would be the ceiling of the ground floor. If you stood at the very edge, you'd get this rush, as if you're falling down when you're actually not. He play-shoved me, and, when I felt my heart tearing through my chest, he kissed me. Okay, he likes me.

I wouldn't change a thing about my life right now. This was preplanned by nature. As a friend, Chinelo had gotten to know Genesis and she was elated when we broke the news. That's where the problem lay. She had gotten to know him...

When I heard Chinelo's voice in Genesis' room, I felt something shiver in me. I only caught the last line, but it was obvious what was going on. The "I'm not doing this, I'm not ruining what I have with her" from Genesis. I turn to leave, forgetting in my haste that the door, though silent when being opened, had this little creak when it's being closed. I ran.

"I knew I'd find you here", Genesis remarked, coming up to me. I was on top of our building standing at our spot, the edge. "I heard everything", I whisper, "and I still can't believe it. Tell me I'm wrong". He looked down. Why can't he look at me? He doesn't have to be sorry, it's all Chinelo's doing. Maybe he thinks I'd blame him for it. "I don't blame you", I say, trying to sound reassuring, "we'll fix this". He looks me in the eye, and envelopes me in a hug. Everything is going to be just fine...

I was on the news. I read it on the hospital bed. Apparently, Chinelo had seen Genesis coming out of the bushy area where the dead body of the raped girl was found. When we started dating, she tried to let it go, but she just couldn't. She'd confronted him and told him to tell me first so I wouldn't judge when he finally confessed, and that was the conversation I'd overheard when I came knocking. He'd hit Chinelo with a stool, left her for dead, and came running to me. Around the time he shoved me off the building, she'd come to and called her roommate, who alerted the school security men. He didn't even put up a fight, and told them where to find my body. Slob that he was, he probably thought that girls were easy to kill since he'd already killed one. I was found and brought to the hospital, and I'm on a bed, waiting for Chinelo to arrive...