Being alone Episode 27 & 28

BEING ALONE
EPISODE 27
 
 
I was fli-pping throu-gh the pages of the magazine,muttering to myself when Gospel c@m£ in.
Gospel: Hey.
I looked up. He was looking calm and a bit happy so I relaxed.
Me: Hi.
He sat down beside me and ru-bbe-d his palm
Gospel: You free to talk?
Me: Yup. So long as its not those your normal bickering.
He chuckled and oh yea,I was surprised.
Gospel: I wanna apologise. Sincerely,I’ve being a pain in the a$$ and I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gone to certain extents but I dunno what happened to me. I’m not that kinda person. So I just wanna ask for your forgiveness.
STUNNED is indeed a very big un-derstatement to the way I felt at that moment. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing c@m£ out. He noticed my reaction and plastered a smile.
Gospel; I knew that’s how you were going to take it. I’m de-eply sorry for everything. It’s wrong that we’re living in the same house yet we don’t talk. I un-derstand that we can’t be together again but at least, bring me to heart just like you do with Ken and Kammy.
Me: So you’re jealous.
Gospel: Of course. You run to them for explanations, you laugh and pl@ywith them and I’m the outcast. Its somehow dear.
Me: And this is not a plan to get something from me?
Gospel: Oh plea-se. I’m not that kinda person okay? I promise never to hurt you with my words or actions anymore.
Hmmm. Today can’t get any better.
Me: Okay. We’re good but un-der one condition.
He rolled his eyes and cl@pped his palm.
Gospel: Name it.
Me; You’ll make up for the lost times. You’re taking me shopping and getting me another phone. We’ll go out together till the vacation is over and that’s next two weeks. Movies, lunch, dinner, window shopping, everything.
Gospel: Hmmm. Why not make me your husband? It will be better that way
Me: Your head. In or out?
Gospel: Can I ever be out?
Me: Good for you. We’ll start tomorrow and better don’t use this as a reason to try any ru-bbish with me cause I’ll ply out your man-hood.
Gospel: Oops. That’s scary. But I promise,I won’t misuse my new opportunity.
Me: Okay. Maybe I should just call Kamsi and tell her the good news.
Gospel: She knows alre-ady.
Me: Oh. So you had it all planned out?
Gospel: Kinda.
Me: Okay. Its alright.
Gospel: And, the doctor called me this morning.
Me: What doctor?
Gospel: From comforter of the afflicted.
I sat up immediately, my curiosity switch(like in smartestpopqueen s literature) active immediately.
Me: What did he say?
Gospel: Its good news actually. With the sp-erm samples collected from your b©dy that day, those criminals has being caught.
Me: What? How? After a year? But the police said they couldn’t do anything about it since there was no evidence.
Gospel: Yes, but thanks to the equipments that were sh!pped into the country from the US, the police and the doctor used your case to check if the instruments work and just like magic, it did.
Me: Have they being arrested?
Gospel: Just one of them. The other is late. But one thing is that,he’s refused to speak up.
Me: Hmmm. I thank God. I don’t even want to see him.
Gospel: If its necessary,you’ll have to see him.
Me: Thank you. Till I’m called then..
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*Some days later*
I Was still in be-d when I heard a honk outside. My alarm rang about three hours still in be-d, tossing and hissing.
I c@m£ out from my room and walked to the balcony to see who c@m£ in but surprisingly, there was a knock at the gate. Maybe it was a cab. The gateman opened the gate and Rose catwalked into the house. My blood started boiling and I knew she would get another dose from me before leaving the house.
She didn’t look up. She just walked past the other houses and walked in to Ken’s ap@rtment.
This girl just dey find trouble. She go hear nwii today.
I went back to my room and brushed up, took my bath and wore my usual bu-m p@n-t and singlet, ma-king sure to wear a ti-ght fitting br@ just in case another beating tournament was going to happen.
I stepped out just as Gospel was about driving out. He honked for me and I went to say hi.
Me: Morning.
Gospel: Beautiful morning my dear. How was your night?
Me: Grateful for life.
Gospel: Thank God. I wanna go sort some things out in the office. I’ll come back before lunch.
Me: Yes plea-se, we won’t eat out. I’ll cook for us.
Gospel: Interesting. Can’t wait.
Me: Okay. See you then
Gospel: Take care.
He drove out and I smiled. Today is Monday and since Thursday, Gospel had done more than enough. He bought me a Tecno w4. Not like I nee-ded it since I still had my BB pas-sport, but I loved it all the same, along with the clothes, handbags, jewelries and a make up kit. He never went beyond his limit. Eh! Still doesn’t mean I’m taking him back.
I remembered my mission and turned, re-ady to make someone shiver. I stepped into Ken’s ap@rtment and there they were, she had her head on his l@ps and they were both laughing at something I didn’t get. WOMEN.
I cleared my throat and walked in further to the sitting room. An innocent Rose would remain in her position and yab me for trying to disturb them but today, she sprang up immediately and sat properly.
Ken: Hey sis. Sit down.
Me: Of course I won’t stand.
This was the first time I’m in the house since the other incident. Ken and I haven’t spoken to each other except on Facebook where he’ll comment my pictures and I’ll reply. Surprisingly, he didn’t look like anything was between us.
He laughed at my dry joke and watched me sit.
Me: Rose, you didn’t tell me you were coming. I wonder where our relationsh!pis heading this days.
Rose: I….uhm…I….I wanted to…I tried…
Ken: What’s that? When did it start?
I smiled.
Me: You don’t know Rose always gets tensed whenever she’s caught in the act.
Rose gave me a pleading look but I wasn’t st©pping.
Ken: What act? What?
Me: r0m@nç£. Weren’t you two getting all inti-mate before I walked in?
Ken: Silly girl. Thought you were talking of something else.
Me: Like?
Ken: Let’s forget it.
Me: I didn’t come down for breakfast. What do you have?
Ken: Provisions. Make yourself comfortable with them.
Me: Thanks.
I stood up and walked to the dinning, leaving Rose with a wicked glance.
I made a mixture of cornflakes and golden morn with a good quantity of milk and groundnuts. I sat down to enjoy my meal,staying as close as possible to hear whatever Rose would say and just two spoons into my big bowl, it happened.
Rose: She should excuse us.
She spoke more in a whisper but I heard right. I dumped my plate and went straight to her.
Me: Hello? What did you just say?
Ken: Amy calm down. Are you girls having a feud or something?
Me: Bros wait. I want to be sure I heard clearly.
I squ-atted just in front of Rose and cu-mpped her chin with my hand.
Me: Babe abeg repeat.
Rose: See, I didn’t mean it as an insult, don’t misun-derstand me. I just wanted to have a pri-vate discussion with him.
Me: pri-vate. Indeed.
I stood up and dragged her up as well. Ken followed suit.
Ken: Amanda you’re embarras-sing my girlfriend. If you two have issues, you can sort it out in a much better way than this
This angered me even more.
Me: Ask her. When she was slee-ping with Lary, did it occur to her that he was my b©yfri£nd? Did it occur to her that you were her b©yfri£nd? And because I kept quiet, she’s asking that I excuse you both. For what?
Ken: What did you just say?
Me: You heard right.
Ken walked closer to Rose who was now shedding tears.
Ken: Tell me, is it true?
His voice was calm and loving but the veins appearing in his n£¢k and arm was cleat evidence of his anger.
Ken; Rose?
Instead of answering,she picked her handbag and ran out of the house. Ken turned to me.
Ken: How did you know?
Me: I saw them. I’m sorry but…
Ken: And why didn’t you tell me?
Me: I was ashamed. I had no face to tell you that Hillary has repeated what Gospel did. I couldn’t.
Ken: And you let me still be with her? Just to hide your sorrow?
Me: I’m sorry Ken. I didn’t mean to keep it a secret for long. And I thought she will tell you when you ask about the wounds she got.
Ken: Oh! You did that?
I nodded.
Ken: She told me she was in an accident.
I chuckled and st©pped immediately.
Me: I’m….
Ken: That Hillary nee-ds to be taught a lesson for doing what he did. Look at you, nursing another heart break. Come here.
And I went into his arms and he held me ti-ght, promising not to let anyone hurt me again.
So I let myself cry,to wash away my sorrows and open my heart for a new life.
BEING ALONE
EPISODE 28
I was behind the wheels while Gospel was beside me,giving me directions on how to handle the steering. We were in Okpara square where he had insisted to be the one teaching me how to drive instead of going to the driving school where I had registered.
I had successfully reversed the car and was going to continue moving when I saw Hillary’s car drive into the square. I quic-kly turned off the ignition and watched the car, waiting to see whoever it was he had come in with. Surprisingly, he got down from the car and started walking to Gospel’s car. My face turned into a frown.
Gospel: Your b©yfri£ndis here. Did you invite him?
Me: I didn’t.
Gospel got down from the car and went to Hillary who was now close to the car. They shook hands and said something to themselves before Gospel walked away and Hillary c@m£ and opened the car.
He occu-pied where Gospel had being sitting and faced me.
Hillary: Bae how’re you?
Me: Are you stalking me or what?
Hillary: No I’m not.
Me: Then who told you I’m here.
Hillary: Kamsi did. I went to the house but I found her instead.
Yes. Kamsi c@m£ back the previous day and she was looking very robust and happy.
Hillary: Bae I’m sorry. plea-se don’t punish me this much. I know I wronged you but I’m sorry. The temptation and urge was just too much for me to handle. I…
I got down from the car, closed the door and leaned on it. I’m done hearing whatever he has to say. I’m done with letting myself fall so cheaply for men who will spare no time in hurting me.
He also got down and c@m£ to my side..
Hillary: Bae
Me: Hillary plea-se. Get out of here. I don’t want to embarras-s you. Get out.
Hillary: If that’s what will make you forgive me, fine, embarras-s me,do anything to me but plea-se, forgive me. I can’t be without you, I can’t even concentrate anymore. I’m de-eply sorry.
Me: Whether you eat,sleep or concentrate less, its none of my fu’cking business. When you were with Rose, did you pause to think about me? Listen,don’t make me remember what I’ve tried to forget and don’t make me forget my hand on your face.
Hillary: Do it.
Me: Get lost.
I opened the car and got in,locking all doors immediately and driving away. I don’t care anymore. Why should I?
He was there while I rode to and fro, angrily stepping on the br@kes and honking nonst©p. At about 45minutes later, Gospel called and asked me to st©p. I halted the car and waited for him to come to me. He did,asked me to get down and I did. We both walked to a shade.
Gospel: You’re angry. What’s wrong? Did he say anything to you?
Remember that Gospel isn’t yet aware of what happened between Hillary and myself.
Gospel: Amanda?
Me: He didn’t say anything.
Gospel: Are you two okay?
Me: Let’s go home.
Gospel: No. I’m calling him. I nee-d to know what’s happening.
Me: Suit yourself.
He walked away and went to where Hillary was standing. The next minute, they were walking up to me.
Gospel: So both of you, indulge me, tell me what’s happening here.
Me: Nothing.
Gospel: Man, tell me.
Hillary looked at me before he started talking, saying everything that had happened. I was mad with rage. How dare he?
Hillary: But I’m really sorry. I am.
Gospel: Amanda….
Me: Don’t call my name, he has the effrontery to say he’s sorry? He did it the first time and didn’t tell me. What if I hadn’t caught them that second time? Will he have told me? You guys should just not mention my name here. If he wants to continue stalking my life,fine,I’m out of here.
I walked out without sparing them another glance. I got into the car and decided to wait patiently for Gospel. Time pas-sed but he seemed to be enjoying whatever Hillary was saying.
I took my purse and got down from the car,I walked out of the square, found a cab and made for home. Why won’t he enjoy the story? They were birds of same feathers and they are so good in flocking together.
The first person I went to see was Kamsi. She was stepping out of the bathroom when I got in.
Kamsi: You back?
Me: Yes Mrs Abidjan.
She laughed and hit my shoulder pla-yfully.
Kamsi: Can see you and Gospel have bonded so well.
I shrugged my shoulders.
Me: He’s shown how repentant he is.
Kamsi: Yea. He called me as well, begging to have back his position in my life. I only agreed to forgive him because he said he’ll apologise to you as well.
Me: Its all good. At least, since then, he’s being good.
I told her about our shoppings and the new things he bought for me.
Kamsi: Wow. I’m sure Rose must have taken some. I dunno why she’s refused to pick my calls since yesterday.
Me: Ehe. Why will she pick it when she’s afraid you’ll also give her the beating of her life like I did.
I unlocked my phone and showed her the pictures I took after beating Rose.
Kamsi: Jesus! What did she do?
Me: What else? She’s being slee-ping with Hillary.
Kamsi’s face flu-shed. She sat down on the be-d and hvgged me. I was past this emotion stage so I just hvgged back and freed myself.
Kamsi: And that slowpoke had the guts to come here and look for you?
Me: Leave it. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to spoil your vacation.
Kamsi: Chai. Why was I not here?
Me: She even c@m£ to deceive Ken, because she thought I wouldn’t tell him. I wanted to keep quiet but when she asked that I excuse them, I had to open my mouth.
Kamsi: That girl eh. Wait till I see her in school on Monday.
Me: I’m not going on Monday o. I’ll start by Wednesday.
Kamsi: Onye ujo akwukwo. Anytime we start, I’m still going to pay her a visit. She made a mistake by messing with you.
I smiled and ru-bbe-d her back.
Me: Dress up joor. You’re showing too much skin and I’m not Ted.
We both laughed before she dressed up and we went down to watch a movie together..
 
 
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