Bipolar Next Door (She’s A Psycho, But I Love Her)

Nora POVText © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

I’ve been away from home for some hours now, hanging out with my best friend, Jasmine. I know Ivan must be back by now, and goodness, I haven’t even made his food yet. “I gotta go home now Jas, my brother must be back now, I don’t wanna make him worried.” I said to Jasmine, as we got to the ice cream joint. “But you said we’re gonna spend time together Nora, why the change of mind again?” She whined sadly, pouting her lips cutely. “Cmon Jas, we’ve spent a whole five hours together, don’t make it look like I didn’t spend much time with you, and besides, my brother needs me. I need to go home early, so I can make something for him, before he comes back.” I rolled my eyes at her, and tucked my hands into the pockets of my baggy shirt, as we both walked down the road. “Whatever! Anyways, I’ll be coming over to your house this weekend for some stuffs, make sure you make that delicacy you always made.” She smirked at me. I scoffed and rolled my eyes. She knows nothing else, other than eating always. Gosh, only God knows where she’s keeping all the food she’s eating, and still looks skinny like this. We talked about random things, as we walked to the roadside. I hailed a cab, and hugged her, before hopping in on the cab, not after giving the cabby the address of my house. All through the journey, my gaze was always out of the window, feeding my eyes with the wonderful artworks and beautiful houses, which the cab kept zooming pass. “We’re here ma’am.” The cabby said, jolting me to reality, and looking around, I realized that we’re already in front of my house. Wow, so soon? Stepping out of the cab, I paid the man, and turned around, before walking to the big iron gate, which served as a barrier, between our large compound, and the street. Opening the gate, I walked inside, but stopped in my track, as my eyes darted to the car at the parking lot, which looked really strange. “Whose car is that?” I asked myself, and shrugged, before proceeding to the entrance door. No doubt Ivan is already home, coz I saw his car at the parking lot too, I just pray he hasn’t been home for long. This was all Jasmine’s fault, she kept dragging me from place to place, all in the name of spending time with me, and now Ivan returned home before me. I pushed the door opened, and stepping into the living room, I was welcomed with the delicious aroma, which filled my nostrils, making me salivate. Haven’t smelt something so good in a while now. I know Ivan sucks at cooking, so who could’ve made such delicious food, or did he ordered it? “Ivan… Ivan…” I called repeatedly, as I made my way to the kitchen, thinking he was there, but stopped in my track, when I saw him sitting at the dinning with a lady, whose back was facing me. My stomach twitched in excitement, as I saw the lady, many thoughts came conflicting on my mind, I thought my dreams was finally coming through, Ivan have finally gotten himself a girlfriend. “Nor.. Nora..” He stuttered with a nervous smile on his face, as he stood up and walked over to me. The lady turned to look at me, and immediately, my smiles faded, and slowly turned into a huge frown. What the heck!, Mira?, non, this can’t be. “What’s she doing here?” I scoffed angrily, as I glanced Ivan, and back to the bitch, standing before me, with her hands crossed on her chest. “Can you please calm down Nora, please.” He whispered to my ear. I scoffed angrily, and glared at her, before turning and going to my room. I’ve always hated that bitch, from the day I found out Ivan was having something with her. She’s an asshole, a whore, but Ivan was finding difficult to believe. I’ve caught him kissing a couple of guys, but she always had her way of covering up for her crimes. I stormed into my room, and banged the door really hard, before pacing angrily, biting my lip, trying so hard to control the anger that kept trying to consume me. Ruffling my hair crazily, I dashed into the bathroom, and banged the door behind me, before stripping out of my clothes, after which I got under the shower, as I let the water splashed on my body, calming my tensed muscles. After what seemed like forever of being in the bathroom, I turned off the shower, and wore my towel, before finding my way out of the bathroom. Stepping into my room, I met Ivan, sitting on the edge of the bed, fondling with his fingers, as he stared down at nothing. “Nora…” He stood up as soon as I walked in. “Is she gone?” I asked sarcastically, as I walked passed him to my closet, not giving him attention. He sighed softly, and made to touch me, but I stepped back from him, and went to sit before the dresser. “Why do you hate her this much Nora?, it’s been almost ten years since she left, and you still hate her this much?” He asked softly. “It doesn’t matter the number of years she spent away from here, but trust me Ivan, I’ve always hated her, and it still haven’t changed, and I don’t think it’ll ever change, coz I’ll continue hating her, even with the last drop of my blood.” I said sarcastically, as I grabbed my blower, and put it on, before starting to drying my hair. “But why Nora?” He asked calmly, with hurt in his voice. “Don’t tell me you still love her, even after all these years, Ivan?” I rolled my eyes at him, and turned to the mirror again. He sighed and slumped on the bed, before covering his face with his palms. “You want me to get myself a girlfriend, yeah?” He asked hoarsely, not raising his gaze to look at me. “Are you planning on taking her as your girlfriend?, hell no Ivan!, that girl is a bitch, a prostitute, a slit, a whor…” He sprang up, and the next he did, shocked me to the marrow, he did what he has never done to me in his lifetime…