MY JOURNEY IN LIFE.
They say it is somewhat difficult to differentiate between a mad man and a drunk. But if you saw me that day in the shower after I realized the call was on all the while, you would probably make soundness out of a mad man and consider a drunk blessed. I went GAGA! I was crazier than crazy itself. For crying out loud the call had been on while I was bathing and Ck was at the other end viewing. D–n it! I quickly rushed to the Ipad to end the call and save myself anymore embarrassments. I noticed something. It was supposed to be a video call but Ck’s face was stuck to the screen motionless. He wasn’t blinking, he wasn’t moving, and neither was he talking. It struck me that it was a network issue. The network had gone bad at some point, but at what point? Was it before or after I heard him speak? I refused to end the call but instead, I quickly grabbed my towel and covered my bare body, and then tried to see if I could communicate with him. I didn’t do that because I really wanted to talk but wanted to be sure whether or not the network had issues or it was something else. My heart beat started drumming irreconcilably as I leaned on the wall of the bathroom, wondering how Ck could act that irresponsibly by taking advantage of the scenario to watch me bath. I felt violated. But I wasn’t sure if he actually did it or not. There was only one way to find out, and that was confronting him. Not on the phone but face to face, and that only meant GOING TO AMERICA.
Ck however called back later that day and we got talking. I waited to see if he was going to say anything towards that direction before I exploded. I didn’t want to make mention of it first to avoid embarrassing him in case he hadn’t done what I suspected he did. He talked to me like we never had any issues in the past and even apologized for ill-treating me after I turned down his proposal. He said so many nice things to me but acted like one who had not done what I thought he did. Or was he just pretending? I also tried to act like everything was alright but was hoping he would try to flirt so that I would bring up the bathroom topic and confirm my suspicion to be true or false. Ck didn’t say anything stupid. All he said made sense overly. He then asked me to come back to America since my Prince Charming wasn’t with me at the moment. He didn’t make it sound like I got dumped but rather, like Prince Charming went on a journey to be home soon. For the first time, someone actually addressed the issue politely.
I had told my manager I was going to think about it when he told me to come back to America, but as soon as Ck proposed that, I consented without a second thought. After all, that was the surest way to find out if Ck actually watched my bath when he Skyped me. He broke the news of my coming to the folks there and they all thought I had developed a thing for Ck to have consented immediately when he asked me to come over unlike I did to my manager, coupled with the fact that my Prince whom I came back for supposedly dumped me and left for America. That was what they all thought, even though they never voiced it out to prevent misunderstandings.
I got my stuff ready and headed to America in no distant time and was warmly received right from the moment I arrived at the airport. Everything I was entitled to was restored before I arrived, so I just walked in and continued from where I stopped. My one million dollar contract was renewed and the whole celebrity thing escalated to the next level. Though everything had returned to normal, my primary purpose was to find out the truth about Ck, regarding the bathroom incident. We got close to each other again and started hanging out like we used to. The speculations about us dating continued. I didn’t care what anyone said or did until my mission was accomplished. I monitored Ck seriously to dictate any words or moves that could be linked to the bathroom event but couldn’t find one. It seemed the network had prevented him from seeing anything. As much as I wanted to believe that, I had to be really sure. But what on earth do I do to be really sure? I didn’t find an answer to that question. All I had to do was keep hanging out with him and playing dumb until the truth was unveiled, if there was such truth to be unveiled.
Having hung out with Ck long enough, I forgot why I let myself cling to him like a soul mate. He turned out to be more of a gentleman than I knew him to be. Was he trying to impress me or had he really become a better man than before? He wasn’t some sort of bad guy though; it was more like a saint becoming an angel. His speech was tender. His approach towards things wasn’t aggressive in any way; he never pushed me into making any quick decisions about us, though he was working really hard to win my heart. I can’t explain what got a hold of me that I suddenly appreciated everything about Ck and opened up my heart to him.
Prince Charming was still in my heart but my love for him became the words I feared to speak, the noise I couldn’t hear, the existence I feared to imagine, the memory that hid but never left, and the reason I purged frightfully. Ck never knew the turns of the tables in my heart, and it was a good thing he didn’t.
With the wisdom of a serpent Ck handled everything he did with me. I’m sure he was trying to secure for himself a throne in my heart before declaring his intention to ascend it. Then I wouldn’t have much of a choice than to usher him in as the king of my heart. In order to make sure he left no stone unturned, he procrastinated. Ignorant of the fact that his prey had no intentions of escaping his claws anymore he spent too much time intensifying his attack. I guess he wasn’t ready to record a failed proposal again. But was he truly in love with me or was he doing it for the sake of image? You know how it is when a superstars marry each other, like the Jay-Z and Beyoncé thing. Well, I wasn’t ready to find out in a hurry. I just wanted to continue with the euphoria.
Everything was perfect from inside out except the memories of Prince Charming that never stopped popping up from time to time in my head, leaving me with feelings of guilt afterwards. But I hardened my heart whenever I remembered how he left me at the airport and his refusal to contact me for that long. I always tried to do away with those feelings by justifying my actions with baseless allegations against my Prince Charming. It normally worked anyway, but not for long. I could never forget him no matter how hard I tried. I guess our souls had been tied together. Whatever love is, it is most incomprehensible.
However, I continued my romance with Ck. I had starved myself of those sweet words of a man that makes me feel supreme. The care and attention that makes me try to measure up with royalty. The touch that sets off a chain reaction within me, the embrace that makes me feel more secure than the United States president inside the White House. I needed those, and the only available human being on the face of the earth who could make that happen was Ck. My Prince Charming was somewhere in America, probably moving on with his life. I had to move on with mine too. And if we were meant for each other, we’ll find ourselves back in our arms. Those were the thoughts that permitted me to forge ahead with my supposed romance with Ck.
Ck’s procrastination on coming out plain with me made me uncomfortable. He was taking longer than necessary to hit the nail on the head, although I had made my forced feelings towards him apparent enough. Ck eventually dropped the bomb and I jumped on it like one who was desperate for a man. Things between us were so rosy that I felt accomplished and complete. That didn’t mean I had the ability to object to anything Prince Charming proposed if he happened to in the future. I just had to go on with life because being a singer wasn’t the only dream I had. I also wanted to be a good wife and a lovely mother. I had lost all contact with Prince Charming and only hoped that fate would bring us together if we were meant to be before anything happened that could prevent our future together forever.
One day I got a message from an anonymous sender while in a cinema with Ck. I flipped open my phone to read, turned out it was video message. I clicked to download, and when that was done successfully I played it. You won’t believe this. It was the video of me having my bath. It was a good thing the movie at the cinema captivated Ck and the lady on my left so much that they didn’t notice what I was playing on my phone, as their attention was on the movie. I shut it off and inserted the phone into my purse immediately. I looked at Ck, his rapt attention was on the movie. I excused myself and went to the convenience to get a full view of the video. It was exactly what happened the day Ck called while I was in the bathroom. The video went on till the very moment I ended the call. It wasn’t network. It was Ck who actually called. But who was the anonymous sender of the video? And why was he/she sending it to me?
MY JOURNEY IN LIFE.
I felt the so humiliated and at the mercy of some freak who had a nude video of me and could decide to put it on air or use it to blackmail me. I thought Ck would use that video to blackmail me into marrying him. I became so sad and regretted even the best things that had happened to me. Anything in the world could happen to me but not a nude video of me being put on air as I thought it would eventually. I called the number that sent the message to me and heard the voice of a lady on the other end. It was a lady who did that.
“Hello, who are you?” I asked. “And how did you get this video?”
“Hey listen to me and listen real good” replied the lady on the phone. “Get your filthy hands of my man or the video I sent you goes public”
“What are you talking about? Who the hell is your man? And what makes you believe I’ve got my hands on him?”
“Quit fooling around b—h! Call off whatever it is you have with Ck ASAP or this video goes on air. Ck is my man but has become a naughty boy recently because of you. I ain’t gonna take that s–t from you no more, so back off!”
The lady hung up after making her point. I was in hot soup. So Ck had a girl I didn’t know of? And now she thinks I came between them. God knows what she’s going to do with the video if Ck refuses to get back together with her. Pressure came on me and I didn’t know whether to call the lady back or go to Ck with the news. I was also confused as to how she got access to that video. I rushed to Ck with burning anger in my heart and called him out of the cinema.
“I wanna leave Ck. I wanna leave now!”
“What’s up with you girl, the night is still young”
“I said I wanna leave now! I have something I want to talk to you about.” I retorted.
Okay, okay. Let’s leave! Gosh!
I hopped into the car aggressively and frowning my face all the while. I tried my best to withhold myself from pouncing on him in the car to avoid accident of any sort. But as soon as we got to my apartment I began yelling at Ck. He didn’t understand what my anger was about and was trying to get me to let him know what it was all about. We got to my sitting room and I flung my purse and phone on the couch and tuned to Ck as though I wanted to engage him in a fight. I was so furious that Ck drew back as one trying to prevent harm from coming to him from me. He then saw that whatever it was that made me furious was something really serious. He calmed me down and asked what the problem was and I yelled it at him.
“Ck, why the hell did you take a video of me bathing huh? C’mon answer me! Why? And don’t even try to play dumb with me because I know everything now. I actually thought you were a respectable man but it turned out you’re worse than senseless things. Why did you take a video of me bathing?”
“Are you crazy or something? What video are you talking about? Wait a minute; did you bring me here to insult me? How dare you call me names you little brat? Are you out of your mind? Ck retorted.
“Oh, me crazy? Me little brat? Look Ck, there’s no escaping this. You have to explain to me why you called me and recorded a nude video of me without my knowledge. I’m gonna sue you for that, you son of a b—h. I hate you! I hate you!”
“You’re really crazy. I can see that now. I better leave before you drive me nuts with your insanity.”
Ck opened the door to the sitting room and made his way to his car to leave. I followed behind him closely. As Ck opened the door of his car to enter inside, I grabbed a gun from one of my securities standing by and pointed it at Ck with a determination to kill in my eyes. Ck paused and all the securities pulled out their guns but put it down at my order. I stated to them that I had scores to settle with Ck. There were my securities anyway and where bound to protect me at all times, but Ck was not just any guy to deal carelessly with. So the security guards just stood still and watched the drama, also trying to talk me into putting down the gun before I hurt someone or myself.
I made it clear to Ck that I was going to shoot him if he didn’t explain to me why he took a video of me and circulated it without my knowledge. Ck walked towards me bravely as though not afraid of the gun in my hand. I had to show him how serious I was by pulling the trigger into the air three times before pointing it back at him. That infused great fear into him and he started talking.
Oge, I swear with my life that I know nothing of what you’re talking about. How could I have taken a video of you in the bathroom? Have I ever been around you when you’re in the shower? How then could I have done that?”
“Bloody liar! You skyped me when I was in Nigeria and I picked the call unknowingly. Instead of dropping the call when you found I was bathing, you left it running so you could feed you lustful eyes on my bare body. And like the pervert you are, you went ahead to record it and even distributed it to your hoes. Now you stand here and dare to deny it? I’m gonna blow you brains out if you don’t give me an explanation right now.”
The moment I said that, I pulled the trigger again into the air once more. I had never handled a gun before, but how I managed to pull the trigger amazed me. I guess my anger and bitterness provoked the monster in me to action. Believe me, I was ready to shoot Ck in the head that night and spend the rest of my life in jail. After all, my nude video was to put on air anytime, and that to me was like a lifetime in jail. I saw Ck shivering, sweating, and even shedding tears as he explained to me that he knew nothing about the allegations I labeled on him. His acts were so convincing. But I saw the video, and it was he who called me the day what appeared in that video actually took place in reality. I concluded Ck wasn’t going to speak and I held tightly to the gun, ready to pull the last trigger that would send him to his perverted ancestors. But before I could do that, I heard sounds of siren approaching. It was the police. A neighbor had heard the gun shots and called the cops. I still wanted to shoot Ck before the cops got to me but I heard one of them who had already been there waiting for back up say to me; put down the gun ma’am. This whole place is surrounded by the FBI and there is no where you’re gonna escape if you do anything ugly. What the cop said meant nothing to me. I was ready for any consequences Ck’s murder would attract. But when I saw Ck crying for his life as he pronounced his innocence unceasingly, I got soft. Why would he risk his life by not wanting to spill out a truth I had found out already? He must be a bloody blatant liar. And when he got on his knees, begging me to please spare his life and promising to stand by me until the perpetrator of the act I accused him of was brought to book, I slowly lowered the gun in my hand. Before my hands were completely lowered, the security I got the gun from rushed to me and collected the gun from me. The police came and arrested me, charging me for attempted murder.
Ck told the cops not to take me in. He explained to them that the whole thing was a misunderstanding. The police were bent on taking me in until Ck told them he wasn’t pressing any charges against me. There was a little augment between them, but the police later let it be. I was flabbergasted at Ck’s actions. What the hell did he think he was doing? Did he think he could just get me to forget about the whole thing like that? I, Ck and one of the police officers got into my sitting room for a talk. I explained everything to them and Ck swore not having anything to do with the video. As a matter of fact, he said the only time he got to talk to me the day the video was recorded was later in the day after calling me severally without getting any response. I was confused. I didn’t understand what he was trying to say. “You mean you only got to talk to me later that day?” I asked. “Yes of course”, Ck replied. “Who then called when I answered unknowingly and left it on while I continued bathing?” The three of us looked inquisitively at each other and Ck asked; “who did you say the caller was again?” “Your girl. She said she’s your girl.” “D–n it! I should have known” Ck said.
“What?” the police asked Ck.
“There’s this girl who’s been bugging me. She has always wanted to be my girl but I don’t love her. I just let her be nothing but a friend to me, but she needed more. I didn’t bother myself with her because I thought she was going to leave when she saw it wasn’t working out. I didn’t know it would come to this.”
“And she thinks Oge is the reason why you’ve been avoiding her, and now she wants to have her pound of flesh by making the video go public. We have to stop her, and we have to do that real quick” the police said.
“But how in the world did she have that video?”
No one, even Ck seemed to know how that silly girl got the video. I still believed Ck recorded the video and was just trying to cover his a-s by putting up that entire act. Well, I was determined to get to the root of the matter. The police man demanded to have a look at the video to confirm my accusations were correct but I refused to show it to him. He demanded to see the video if the investigation must take place, saying he must be sure they’re fighting a noble cause. And he also had to be sure I wasn’t just trying to get at Ck for some reason by labeling false accusation against Ck. I saw that there was no way to get him to forget about the video, so I demanded that a female officer took a look at the video and confirm the content to be true. How could I have shown my bare body to the longing eyes of those boys scout who called themselves FBI. For all I care, some of them would have just taken advantage of the situation to have a look at what the me under my dress looks like. A female officer was called upon to confirm the content of the video and she did, after which I made sure no one else but me had access to the video. Of course that b—h who called me had it too.
While we were still planning on how to capture her, she called me for the second time that night to continue threatening me to leave Ck else she was going to put the video on air. I had put the phone on speaker so everyone could hear her talk. It was then that they all were sure of all I had been telling them. The FBI brought a plan by which she could be captured and the video retrieved and done away with. He asked me to tell her I had broken up with Ck. If she believed I had broken up with Ck, she’ll want to draw near to him and win him over. It was a good plan and Ck bought it. I didn’t understand how he intended to vindicate himself when the girl was caught. Maybe he was hoping the police would believe him over the girl when he denied not having anything to do with the video.
The next day I spoke with the girl again, sounding so afraid of what she could do with the video as I told her I had broken up with Ck. Ck pretended to be heart broken and the girl paid him a visit to console and win him over. Just as planned, she was captured in Ck’s house before she got to Ck and the video was retrieved. Only the female officers were allowed to view and confirm that the video was in the device she had with her. After that, interrogation began.
“Who are you?” the cops asked.
“Let go off me you assholes! Let me go” the girl screamed.
“You wanna play tough girl? We can do this the easy way or the hard way, it’s your call. But I promise you aren’t gonna like the hard way b—h! Now give me a d–n answer! Who the hell are you?”
“My name is Mariana”
“And why are you blackmailing this lady?”
“I’m not blackmailing her. She stole my man from me!”
“And who the hell is your man?”
“Ck of course. This b—h stole him from me and she’s gonna pay for it”
Ck was asked to affirm her claims on him as her man and he denied. He told everyone she had always wanted an affair with him but he declined. The girl started ranting and was man handled by the cops. When Ck cleared himself of all her claims, the police man turned to Mariana and asked; HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET THAT VIDEO?
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