Love by a beast Episode 17 & 18 | Dapalace
July 24, 2021


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Love by a beast Episode 17 & 18

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Drinks were brought in buckets of ice but I was less interested, I didn’t like the way Fatima kept whispering in Jafar’s ears. It was not like I was jealous or something, but she should atleast say what she wanted to say loud and clear… oya I was jealous small.

Just when I was calming down, the one called Mariam decided to talk.

Mariam: Please you guys should spread the word to all the Kano students in your school, my dad is gunning for governorship.

It was not like I was from a poor home and all o, but these entire politician’s children sef

Toun: oh that’s nice although I have few Hausa friends…

Fatima: but Jafar is Hausa and from Kano, isn’t he your friend..

There was a deafening silence, I wondered how Toun would have explained that our host, who engineered our being in Abuja, was not our friend..

Jafar: I never told them..

Fatima looked at him and spanked him playfully like he was a naughty boy. He smiled at her too..

Me: he actually told him he was from Kano.
Jafar looked at me, puzzled with the point I was trying to prove. I smiled as I looked at Fatima.

Me: we were preparing his favorite meal, Yam and egg when he told me..

Fatima: awwww, Jafar is such a homely guy. He seldom eats outside. I taught him how to prepare the yam and egg just the way he likes it. Did you know just the right amount of onions to slice?

Me: yes!

My answer was a bit too loud. Fatima and I were not fooling anyone around the table, this was beyond Yam and egg. Thankfully Uche broke the façade

Uche: their peppersoup here is mad!.. cow-tail, intestines, chicken..

Abayomi and Toun that had been relatively quiet opted for cow-tail, Hauwa and Mariam went for Chicken, instead of Fatima to other for herself, she asked for two plates of cat- fish for her and Jafar

Me: make it three plates, I want cat-fish

I wondered why it didn’t come earlier but when it did, Toun’s laughter was sonorous. I was a little embarrassed but I kept a straight face. I didn’t know what was wrong with me, with all the Timi drama and having told myself that Jafar and I were in parallel universe, I didn’t like Fatima claiming him.
The drinks were served chilled; the Hausa girls went for Malta-guiness while Toun and I took our normal Gordon-spark. The stupidly pretty one among them called Mariam gave us this condescending look as we sipped our drinks. Abayomi and Uche discussed about something that was very interesting to both of them. Sparrow and Aji were trying to impress Toun with the amount of bottles they could drink. The three Hausa girls were all over Jafar, telling him what has been happening to guys he knew who attend Nile University. I was left alone with my thoughts.

Some minutes past 8pm, Jafar went to his car and came back with a shisha jar, chocolate flavor and coal were also available. Though I hadn’t smoked shisha before, I pretended I had. As we passed the pipe between each other, I couldn’t help but notice that after Jafar smoked, he passed the pipe to Fatima, who rubbed her lips on the mouth of the pipe. I wondered how nice it would have been if I was the one passing the pipe to Jafar. I wondered if he would smack his lips. Okay I was getting stupid and Toun’s disciplinary stare told me she could guess what I was thinking. I held on to my Gordon-spark…I didn’t smoke with them anymore.

Thinking that Cue-Lounge was going to be our final destination before returning to the hotel was short-sightedness on my part. I forget ‘Confra’ guys had their own modus-operandi. Jafar announced that our next point was Grillaz, also situated at Lugbe. The three car convoy sliced through the cold Abuja night like hot knife through butter. Uche and Aji were in the Hilux, Sparrow drove the Volvo with Abayomi and Toun, while Jafar the three witches and I were in his Benz. I thought Fatima was going to attempt to sit infront with Jafar, but she sat at the back with her friends while I sat alongside him. Unfortunately, she sat directly at his back and kept leaning forward to talk to him as he drove. I brought out my phone and pretended to browse on one new site called N——-d by an unknown programmer simply known as Seun. Most of the articles being posted were about the Presidential elections. Though unattractive, the site engaged me till we got to Grillaz.

Apart from Kuje and some minor towns in the FCT, Lugbe was the closest to Gwagwalada, so it was not suprising that a lot of University of Abuja students hung out at Grillaz. It seemed we were being expected because a standing occasion welcomed us as we entered the place. Guys with hideous faces…some were alright sha quickly greeted Jafar and co in a way that showed that they belonged to the same Sect. a couple of girls were around too, some covered with tattoos and fake eye-lashes. I doubted if they were students.

At Grillaz, it was more of standing than sitting; luckily the interior was air-conditioned so it was alright. The speakers were blarring and before long, salutations turned to dancing. The tattooed girls were trying to out-dance each other, Abayomi and Toun danced at the corner, though Uche interfered once in a while, I danced with a guy that would remain nameless for the rest of my life. I didn’t bother getting his name, his breathe stank of Shepe, while the sweat from his body was noticeable. The Hausa girls sat down at the only available sofa, while Jafar and some other guys stepped outside.

I was glad when Toun came to meet me, hence ending my dance with Mr nameless

Toun: that guy just dey gum you for body…

Me: I don’t know o, like say him neva see girl before.

Toun: anyways, I need to leave very soon, I feel it coming?

Me: what?

Toun: my period, ode..the sharp pain is occurring at quick intervals..

Me: you carry pad come?

Toun: Yeah, e dey room.

Me: have you told Abayomi?

Toun: lolz, the poor boy wan die. Said he has been preparing kama-sutra styles for me

Me: eyaa…but him suppose fit do am like that now, this time you don’t even need to be wet sef, na safe journey.

Toun: you are a fool, I swear

Me: oya now lets go..

Toun: you can stay behind, I will be aii..i told Abayomi to remain behind

I ignored her and went to meet Sparrow, who was smoking probably his 50th stick of the day..

Me: bros we need to leave now..

Sparrow: hope no problem?

Me: no

Sparrow: you sure? Cuz if na dat guy wey been dey dance with you, I go quickly mend him yansh for here..

Me: no need for yansh mending

Sparrow looked at me for a while to ascertain that I was sure of what I was saying, before leading Toun and I to the Volvo.

Driving outside Grillaz, I noticed a group of guys talking, in-between them was Jafar and Aji. The discussion seemed to worry Jafar, as his right hand was at the back of his head and his left on his waist. Toun tapped me on the shoulder.

Me: what?

Toun: I am stained. Tana, what is going on in your mind?

Me: what do you mean?

We were having this discussion as she fixed her pad on her black laced panties in the room’s bathroom. I always told her I liked her c——s, this night was no different.

Toun: stop looking at my p—y and tell me what is wrong with you

Me: I still don’t get…

Toun: you were all over Jafar’s matter, you were almost biting Fatima.

Me: hmmm, mrs Exaggerator.

Toun: stop it at once. It is Naetochukwu for now, you say you want to avoid drama, you are acting like a drama queen!

Me: ok…I don’t know what is wrong. But I think I just wanted Jafar’s attention. With everything going on with Timi, I needed someone’s attention.

Toun: forget Jafar dear, I know you are vulnerable now, but focus Tee.

Me: thank you..

While she settled to take her bath, I went back to my room to have mine, I promised to come back to her when I was done. As I went to my room, I wondered what was happening with Jafar and Fatima. Toun’s voice echoed in my head so I blanked the thoughts and tried thinking of Timi, but Annie appeared, so I decided to do what I do when my head is filled. I sang a gospel song…
You are the lord…..
That is your name…
You will never share your glory….

I sang on as i stood beneath the shower, and allowed the water clean my soul…but after a while Timi and Jafar’s faces penetrated the song…they penetrated the water….i admitted to myself, I was attracted to Jafar and inlove with Timi. And I must eliminate both feelings if I was to be normal again..

Toun was in her pink nightie when I got to her room, she was watching an episode of Jerry-Springer, I joined her while we muched pringles. It didn’t bother me that I was missing lectures, I knew I would cover-up…what bothered me was National and the fact that we might lose the election. Toun started laughing at something Jerry was saying, that broke the spell…I decided to relax…Abuja was for relaxation.

At almost mid-night, Abayomi staggered into the room, smelling drunk and singing songs that only he must have written. I stood up to leave..

Abayomi: don’t have to leave, you can stay with us tonight..

Without looking up from the television, Toun smiled. Abayomi was a h—y goat whenever he was drunk.

Me: ode..goodnight jare..

Abayomi: walahi…you go like am..

I laughed as I stepped out of the room and closed their door. Infront of my room was Jafar, he had a bucket of wine with him.

Me: what are you doing infront of my room?

Jafar: I came to see you

Me: that you have seen me…you can go back to your room..

Jafar: can I come in?

Me: I think that would be a bad idea…

Jafar: for you or for me?

Me: for us..

Jafar: I like the sound of ‘us’…

he smiled casually… standing infront of me, I could smell his sweet scent…my heart was beating fast.

Me: only 15minutes…

Jafar: cool…

I didn’t say it out…but I like that sound of ‘us’ also…

I know a couple of guys that would have sat on the bed as they entered the room, but I must give Jafar the award of the gentleman ‘Confra’ of the year because he took the chair of the dresser and sat down.
My phone rang, I wondered who would be calling this late until I saw the name..

Me : hey

Timi: I have been trying to call you, bad network perhaps..

Me: yh..

Timi: though you would be asleep now..

Me: nope

Timi: this one that you are answering me one by one…are you with someone?

I looked at Jafar, his eyes were on me..somehow, I felt he understood my conversation…

Me: yes
Timi: who?

Me: none of your business..

Timi: Tana don’t do this to me, let’s not do what we will regret..

Me: stop getting the way, how is Annie?

Timi: I don’t know..

Me: I have to go now, sleep well..

Timi: what…one last thing..

Me: what?

Timi: I never stopped loving you.

Jafar was waiting with a glass of the red grape wine when I hung up, he passed the wine to me..



I know a couple of guys that would have sat on the bed as they entered the room, but I must give Jafar the award of the gentleman ‘Confra’ of the year because he took the chair of the dresser and sat down.
My phone rang, I wondered who would be calling this late until I saw the name..

Me : hey

Timi: I have been trying to call you, bad network perhaps..

Me: yh..

Timi: though you would be asleep now..

Me: nope

Timi: this one that you are answering me one by one…are you with someone?

I looked at Jafar, his eyes were on me..somehow, I felt he understood my conversation…

Me: yes

Timi: who?

Me: none of your business..

Timi: Tana don’t do this to me, let’s not do what we will regret..

Me: stop getting the way, how is Annie?

Timi: I don’t know..

Me: I have to go now, sleep well..

Timi: what…one last thing..

Me: what?

Timi: I never stopped loving you.

Jafar was waiting with a glass of the red grape wine when I hung up, he passed it to me..

Jafar: I am sorry if I had caused any problem

Me: no jor..its alright…

Jafar: did you enjoy yourself?

Me: yes I did..

Jafar: so Abuja isn’t a bad idea right?

Me: not at all..

Jafar: can I ask you a question?

Me: sure..

Though I was fully clothed, I felt naked..

Jafar: do you think I like you?

I smiled but internally I was confused, so I did what any normal girl would do..

Me: what kind of question is that?

Jafar: nevermind…is Wednesday morning okay for departure?

Me: yes..

Jafar: I never told you that I was from Kano..

Me: yes I am sorry I lied, but your friend abi chic was doing ITK..

Jafar: so can I tell you about me now?

Me: yes, I would like that..

Jafar: can I smoke?

Me: sure….u have just 12minutes more..

He brought out a pre-wrapped weed…the bright glow and smell captured the room..

Jafar: I am from Kano…

I smiled…
Me: continue jor…

Jafar: My father is Alhaji Dangaladima, I am the only child of my mum…

Then he told me everything about his childhood, his schools, his family members….it was nice..

Me: what does your dad do?

Jafar: he is a government contractor, based in Kano..

Me: and your mum?

Jafar: she died shortly after giving birth to me..

Me: I am so sorry…

Jafar: why should you be sorry..i never even knew her…

I wanted to feel what he was feeling, but his expression was so unreadable…

Me: lemme smoke with you?

Jafar: commot there!..

Me: serious jor…

He passed me the weed.. as I puffed and passed it back to him.., I didn’t cough like they warned me I would when I smoked…it was harsh on my mouth so I pushed it down with a glass of wine…then it became beautiful..

Me: I want more…

He gave me and I dragged in deeper this time…

Jafar: I know you judge me as a cultist and all…but I am just like every other guy you know…

With the things you are doing to my senses, no you aint!..i said to myself…
Me: I don’t judge you…

We passed the weed among ourselves as the grape wine’s richness melted in my mouth…everything became funny as I told him about myself too.. I even told him about Timi and I and how we broke up.
He had over-stayed his 15 minutes and seemed to realize, for he stood up and though my legs were wobbly, i escorted him to the door…

Jafar: can I ask you a question Tana?

Me: yes

Jafar: Do you think I like you?

Me: yes Jafar, I think you like me.

Jafar: goodnight…

Me: goodnight…

I was wet.
The smell of the marijuana blended with the cold breeze of the AC. I tossed and turned on my bed, thinking of the guy that had just left my room. I started imagining him with his Hausa girls. I wondered if he was ramming Fatima there and then. I started feeling the effects of the weed. I felt light like I was slightly elevated; this must be the reason why they described the feeling as ‘highness’.

I heard a knock on my door. I was so excited I almost tripped as I rushed to the door. Jafar must have been thinking about me as I was of him. Perhaps the Malo girls had left..
I opened the door to see a sleep deprived Toun, with a wrapper covering her b—–s to her feet. I was disappointed.

Toun: I am sleeping in your room

Me: what happened, your bed not big enough for you too?

Toun: Your friend Abayomi is just insatiable.

Without an invite, she went to my bed and laid down.

Me: I don’t get..

Toun: shortly after he came in, I switched off the TV so we could sleep. I heard him snoring afterwards, that mixed with the slight cramp I heard made it difficult for me to sleep. I was on my own when the fool woke up and started caressing my breastz. I thought it was just for the moment and sleep will catch up with him.

Me: Toun, too much information..

Toun: sharrap!.. he started getting into fits, so I left..

Me: can I sleep now?

Toun: what are you even doing awake sef? Didn’t expect you to open the door..

Me: Jafar came around.

Toun sat up immediately, the tatafo part of her brain was hyper.

Toun: so gist me na, what happened?

Me: nothing

Toun: what did he come for, salt?

We both laughed..

Me: we gisted and smoked igbo!

Toun: that boy is mad o, you shouldn’t have let him in.

Me: he is gentle, he wouldn’t hurt me..

Toun: you sound so sure

Me: yes I am..

Toun: so you didn’t kiss or anything?

Me: nope

Toun: thank God…

Me: don’t start thanking God yet..i didn’t say we would not.

Breakfast was bread and eggs, served in the dining room. The three Hausa girls joined Abayomi, Toun and I. I wanted to ask where Jafar and the remaining guys were but decided against it. There was a weird silence on the table. I was looking at Fatima, trying to get clues that she had been properly serviced. Abayomi was still suffering from a Hang-over so he took only coffee. Toun’s cramps had reduced so she was in a better mood.

Abayomi volunteered to take us to Garki market. Fatima and her crew declined the invitation, saying they wanted to be around when Jafar came around. I deliberated if I should have stayed around like them.

The taxi we boarded from Lugbe to Garki told us his fare was 1,500 Naira, Abayomi had earlier intimated us that cab fare in Abuja was relatively cheaper compared to Lagos. We drank Fura and ate very sweet Suya at Rita-Lori Junction, a bee-line from Apo bridge. Although the market was big, we didn’t get anything useful to buy, most of the feminine wares were from Lagos, Onitsha or Aba. Instead of calling it a fruitless journey, we went to Silver-bird Galleria to window shop. I noticed Abayomi and Toun were back to normal…if these two didn’t marry themselves, life would be unfair I said to myself..

Toun: Tana, where would you like to settle down in future? I am really liking Abuja o..

Me: I will stick to Lagos

Toun: you don’t like Abuja?

Me: I do but I was born in Lagos, Lagos is my state of birth, beside’s Imo, I don’t mind taking up arms to defend Lagos.

Abayomi: Lagos ke, omo Nna like you..
He turns to Toun
Abayomi: so baby, you would really want us to reside in Lagos?

Toun: you and who?

Abayomi: both of us now

Toun: you are tricking yourself; you know you and I won’t end up together..

Abayomi: even your father with him big belle cannot stop us!

Toun: even your short mother?

Abayomi: even your mother’s witch-craft..

Toun: I love you boo-boo

Abayomi: as soon as this your red robot is off, your kinikan is in trouble..

Toun: chairmoo..

Now..i like my friends very much, but when they start talking like I am not there, it makes me angry..

Me: hello….single girl alert!..stop all this affection..

Abayomi: na me say make you no get boyfriend?

Toun: oya shut up Abayomi..

Me: let him talk…Naetochukwu is waiting for me in school

Abayomi: hehehehehe… desperado.. you know you want Timi

Toun: boo..i hate you very much

Abayomi: Tana, this is 2007, you can ask Timi out..

Toun: ode boy…

Abayomi: ode girl…

Toun: I love you sha…

Abayomi: me too dearie..

I could suffocate..these idiots turned everything to romance..

Toun: Abayomi, Tana is liking Jafar o..

Abayomi: how can you like a cultist?

I ignored them and walked to a boutique at the left wing of the mall..

Abayomi followed me with an angry frown on his face..

Abayomi: how can you like a cultist I said! Weren’t you the one that was against us accepting his money?

Me: well that was before I met him

Abayomi: so you admit that you like him..

What I thought was anger in Abayomi’s face was actually concern, he was worried about me..

Me: it was just an attraction, not even a crush, I will get over it..

Abayomi: promise me you will very soon?

Me: I promise

Abayomi: Promise me you won’t let him touch you?

Me: but you are not my father Abayomi

Abayomi: Tana, I want you to promise me..

Me: why?

Abayomi: those guys are dangerous..i know what I am saying..

Toun: Jafar won’t hurt her, though I rather she sticks to Nathaniel..

Me: is this like an intervention?

Abayomi: Please..

Me: okay..i have heard you..

The next day as the convoy drove to Ogun-state, Abayomi insisted on sitting with Jafar, Sparrow carried Toun and I in the volvo..Uche and Aji were in the Hilux..

Due to numerous stops on the road, we got back to Ogun-state pretty late..Abayomi chaperoned me all through the journey. He didn’t even allow me utter a simple ‘thank you’ to Jafar as soon as we were dropped at Toun’s apartment. He ushered Toun and I in while he helped us carry our bags. I realized something had changed. I knew I should have felt lucky to have a friend that was having my back, but I felt he should have taken me for my word more.

Me: Abayomi, you should have allowed them drop me at my place atleast

Abayomi: I am sorry, I thought you would want to sleep here

Me: nope..i miss my bed..

Abayomi: let me call a cab guy for you

Me: cab abi Okada will do just fine…

Less than 20minutes, the supposedly called Cab guy knocked the door. Timi’s ashen face welcomed me as I opened the Toun’s metallic door.

Me: what are you doing here Timi?

Timi: Abayomi told me you need a ride home, I am at your service.

Me: I didn’t tell him to call you, I can get home by myself..

Toun came out of the bathroom with a towel tied round her chest..

Toun: ha..Timi, howfar?

Timi: I am good, how was your trip?

Toun: fine Jare, you came to help Tana? thanks ..

Me: he doesn’t need to help me, I already called Nathaniel, he is on his way..

Toun: Tana, follow Timi.. When Naetochukwu comes, I will tell him she has left. Her bag is the blue one on my bed..

Timi hurriedly carried my bag to his car and sat there, waiting for me. I hugged both Abayomi and Toun and bade them goodnight..


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