My heartbeat episode 1
MY HEARTBEAT
(Rhythm of love)
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BY BLESSING SILVER
CHAPTER 1
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Gwennie’s POV
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I crossed my arm, making my br-ast pop up a bit..I licked my lower l-ips and sighed as mom came to me..
“Come-on Gwen don’t be like this, it’s not so difficult” she said and I faced her.
“Really mom..it’s much more difficult than you’re making it sound..are you even thinking?” I asked.
“I am..that school’s like the best thing for you…
“For Pete’s sake mom I’m 23..a college graduate, why the heck are you drawing me back?” I asked almost in a yell
“I’m not drawing you back hon..it’s a musical school and most of the scholars in it are graduates..don’t make it sound like it’s a big deal”
“It is a big deal mom..what would people say seeing a graduate who ought to be planning for her future in a freaking school uniform and a backpack..isn’t that weird?”
she came to me..
“you’re misunderstanding everything Gwen” she said
“Right..coz there’s nothing else to understand other than the fact that you’re sending me back to school”
“But honey it’s not to study…it’s to just learn random stuffs about what you do best”
“Stop being ridiculous mom we both know I’m not really into music” I said
“but you love music a lot don’t you?” she asked..
“We both know I do”
I rolled my eyes and watched her shift closer to me and placed a palm on my shoulder.
“And you’re planning to be an upcoming artist…is that right right?”
she asked and I sharply shrugged
“Hell no mom!..I wanna be an administrator..you of all people clearly knows that.. music’s just what I like..I don’t have deep passion for it” I said
“But..honey it’s a gift, a natural gift from God..we can’t just let it waste, a little practice won’t harm and besides it’s just for 9 months..
“9 months!!..but mom-
“We both know I’m saying the truth Gwen..you loved music right from when you were three..you were such a talented singer without practice and now you just wanna let everything go down the drain?” she asked and I sighed..
oh, those motherly eyes …so irresistible.
I calmed down a bit..
“That’s not where my dream lies..
“But your heart lies there..it’s a free gift, a God given one..just let it shine even for a little bit..” she calmly said.
“No!..I’m not doing it” I yanked
“You’ll never regret it Gwen..I promise..
“Stop being such a Blabber beak mom..it’s not what I want..
“But Gwen..music is life, everyone loves music a lot..why can’t you just give it a try?”
“I don’t want to..
“It’s the best Gwen..
“Seriously mom…why can’t I make such decisions here, I’m an adult and I literally know what’s best for me” I said
“I’m not trying making decisions for you ..I’m just doing what I think is right for you” she said..
“Then you’re so wrong because that’s definitely not right..you’re trying to practically force me into what I don’t wanna do and you’re calling it right?” I said..
“But I’ve already got the form and your registration exams..I also told them you’ll be resuming alongside with the others..what do I do with the forms..
“I don’t know.. you can always return or tear it..it’s not hærd..I can even help with that”
mom sighed..obviously frustrated..
“it’s a musical school..the best in the city, most people are giving a lot just to be there…
“Then those people are practically insane…I don’t need some stupid classical practices”
ugh..why won’t she just give up..
some moms though.
“Gwe..
“End of discussion mom..I’ve got serious stuff to do..
“Gwen?” she called softly “you know I love you right?” she asked and I almost turned to a jelly..
honestly I never meant to talk to her like that..she just won’t give up and after everything which happens to be all her fault initially..those tender voice transfers it back to me…and right now I’m beginning to feel guilty but there’s no way I’m agreeing to that shit.
“Yes mom…I love you too, look I’m sorry I spoke rudely to you..I just wish you’d understand me”
“I do now Gwen..come here” she said spreading her arms wide apart..I went to her and hugged her expecting her arm to overwhelm me I felt a sharp spank on my butt and I quickly let go and faced..
“Ouch!.. mom!!?” I asked rubbing my butt with a frown on my face..
“Good thing you realize I’m still your mother..and until you stop calling me that and start living on your own you have to obey some of my orders especially when they’re for your own good..”
“Wait..what, mom are you for real?” I asked
“You really want me to answer that?”
“Seriously mom you’re so unbelievable..s
uch decisions ought to made by me I’m an adult”
“And I’m your mother..practically the one who made you an adult and you’ll do what I say”
“Quit talking to me like I’m 12 mom!” I yanked “I’m 23 and there’s no way I’m letting you live my life for me”
“But honey it’s..
“Don’t honey me mom..I won’t do it and I’m not doing it, that’s my decision”
“Come-on Gwen..stop being a downer, be more like me..Fun is free”
“Fun..the hell mom what’s fun in wearing a uniform, picking a backpack and some lunch box…is that your description of fun?”
“no sweetie no one says you’ll wear a uniform or carry a backpack..you can wear what suits you honey, it’s just a practical school..
“And my friends, what do I tell them..we’re supposed to go for a job interview tomorrow, do I tell them I’m quitting coz some classical mom wants me to go back to some classical musical college” I said..
“It’s for only nine months..you can always get another job..my baby’s super smart” she said and I smiled.
well..those flattery’s worked..a lot.
“Thanks mom but it’s still a no” I said..
“Gwennie don’t be such a kill joy..it’s your talent”
“then let me use it as it pleases me…it’s my time as well and my effort” I said..
“Just this once G..live a real life..”
“Life of an arty fartsy?..yuck!”
“But what’s wrong with you being an arty fartsy..art is what leads the heart..music relieves the soul”
“Tch mom..those are arrant malarkey..
“But it’s the truth..
“Then it’s a bore..mostly to me”
“Is there anything I can do to make you change your mind?” she asked and I shook my head negatively.
“No…there’s nothing”
Mom sighed…she held my shoulder and slowly pushed me to the kitchen table..she made me sit on it and she squat beside me..
“I know I might’ve not told you this but I was once like you..I also loved music a lot right from 2, my mom..God bless her soul, she made sure she kept all metal objects far from me because I used them for beats..whatever I find..” she paused..
okay..she’s starting the motherly play..
I’m pretty sure she knows how that stuff twist me..I get emotional easily..
And the heck I’ve heard that story for like the 13th time or maybe 15th and anytime she tells them I end up doing things her way and now she doing it again..
“I always wished to be a great artist..it was one of my greatest..
“Dreams and I always hoped it’ll get fulfilled one day..just one day..” I completed for her and she frowned “I know the rhymes mom..I’ve heard it almost twenty times…I’m twenty three!” I said..
I wonder how long I’ll keep spelling that to her because I think she doesn’t realize it yet, she keeps addressing me like a kid..I mean do I need to have a placard on my forehead.
“Gwen..if you don’t go to sheppard’s then I’m going to make you listen to my family history all day..right from the first generation”
“What..that’s crazy, it’s like giving me a death wish and it’s not gonna be funny”
she shrugged..
“It definitely will be for me” she said and I gave her a small disapproving look but she only smiled.
“This is so not fair…
“Don’t worry hon..we have two coffee machines, you can always refill your cup” she said and I sighed..
“Fiiiine mom…I’ll do it, ” I said and her eyes lit up.
” I’ll go to Sheppard’s
“You will?” she asked and I shrugged..
like it’s not she wanted..
“Yes mom…you know I also think this stuff’s cool coz that musical whateves gives me plenty of time to stay away from you and Jerold and I get lots of time to think without you or Jerold..this stuff sure has it advantages” I said and she smiled..
“Oh..my gee Gwen, you have no idea how happy I am…thanks” she said and I smiled..
“Thanks for not giving me history’s..I hate that subject with P” I said..
“Kay Kay..I’ll get the form and registration slip..you have to fill it now” she said…
“Now..like right now?” I asked..
“Yes tomorrow’s the last day of registration no one will be accepted after tomorrow…” she said and I rolled my eyes..
“So I’ll be leaving tomorrow?” I asked..
“Leaving..it’s part time, you go in the morning and come back in the evening..
“So that means I’m resuming tomorrow?” I asked and she nodded..
“I’ll get the forms
“And I’ll get my outfit set..first impressions matters a lot mom” I said and she winked..
“Now that’s your mom Gwennie..go get it baddie” she said and I rolled my eyes..
okay it’s obvious…she’s awful at rhymes..classic mom
I got up from the table and walked to my room….
Music is life..it relieves the soul..geez…li
ke that’s even possible..
those malarkey sure do get my mom a lot..
mothers just go any length to make you do what they want and this one just succeeded.
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first chapter’s out..
how’d you see it??
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BY BLESSING SILVER