“Good morning
baby, hope you had a beautiful night. I will be in my room throughout today;
will you like to spend the day with me? Reply please. Love you.” And I scrolled
and read the text message from Nancy
again — am I dreaming? Hold on, did she call me ‘baby’? Hope this is not the
final invitation to the lion’s den? Millions of unimaginable thoughts flew
through my mind as I perused the message the thirtieth time and more.
I replied
affirmative. And like someone pressed the fast-forward button on me, I
freshened up and was on the way to Nancy’s room.
It was a
public holiday, so Jessica was also
meant to be in her room, however, she was not there alone. As I walked near her
hostel, I saw Jessica clinging on a random guy, just the way she I loved her
doing on me. I paused and made sure that she saw me, and that was when the guy
came up to me.
“Hi, my name
is Gizzy,” he said, “and that was my
girlfriend you were staring at. One-word advice for you: vanish.”
I chuckled and
walked away. And I was actually glad because Jessica just made it super easier
for me to stay away from her, as I had been thinking of how to do that with the
most minimum damage. If Nancy would have me, I was ready to stay away from
Jessica; I couldn’t manage the clash of
titans!
And speaking
of titans, I pre-froze as I reached Nancy’s door like she would open the door
and I would turn to stone just by looking at her face like she was Medusa. But to be actually stoned,
Nancy opened the door with a smile and said sweetly, “come inside please.”
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| Medusa, Beautifully Deadly... |
The crazy
thing was Nancy was smiling all through like nothing happened the day before.
Even at that, I still wasn’t comfortable, especially when she was about making
me eat the food she prepared. I wasn’t ready to have epitaph reading “…and by
poison from the hands of a wicked woman, he rests in peace”, so I said, “Nancy,
I am very sorry about yesterday.”
“What’s
that?” she paused as she tried placing a tray of food on the table.
“Yesterday naw,” I said, “the girl that barged in
on us and started saying stuffs.”
“Oh” (Oh? Is
something wrong with this girl?) She said, “that’s no longer in my memory,
sorry.”
“What do you
mean?” I asked like saying: “Is this a silly trap to get me to eat and die?”
and watched as she sat on the bed quietly to explain.
“This
morning, my devotional reading was based on ‘Forgiveness’, so I had to put it
into practice.” And my mind was like: Wow! The gods are obviously not sleeping
after all, but what if she’s lying so I can eat this poison and later die in my
room? “Femi” and I woke from my many thoughts to see her eating from my food,
“don’t worry, I didn’t poison the food.” And she giggled sweetly.
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| Poisoned? Happy Last Food, I Swear!! |
And
definitely, Jessica was disturbing all through with her many calls that didn’t
get picked — I actually put the device on silent mode at her first ring — only
God knew why she was calling after showing off her new boyfriend.
“He is not my
boyfriend.” I met Jessica at my doorstep as I got home that evening and my mind
was like: Oh gosh! Why will this girl be here to destroy my beautiful and happy
memory with Nancy? And before I could blink, she was all on me with a tight hug
and crying, “I only wanted to make you jealous … he is not my boyfriend … I am
sorry”
“So, who is
he?” I asked sternly. Not like I cared though, just wanted to know who she
hired to pull the stupid stunt.
“My
ex-boyfriend,” she muttered.
“Are you
serious?” I pulled her back and looked into her eyes, “we both know that was
more than trying to make me jealous. Sorry, I can’t have myself doing you
while you’re still doing another guy — bad threesome for me.” Well, blow me if you say I was selfish, I didn’t want her again anyways… or so it seemed.
“I’m wearing
no covers, Femi” she licked her lips as I asked her to take her leave and that
was when I looked at her lower region; she was having this very short skirt on
and her thighs were freshly inviting, “and I’m dripping for you,
sweetheart.”
“Oh ‘lawd’! Even the Pope can never overcome this temptation,” my eyes told my mind and it replied, “It has been a very romantic movie so far, it will only be fair to end it with some blockbusting action.”
One thing about
Jessica, she was never reluctant to put the kittie on me and that automatically engaged the ‘Bokos’ in my brain to blow off the last
reasonable cell left standing. I slipped my middle finger under to confirm the
wetness and it felt like a rainforest.
This was a
girl I didn’t want to have anything to do with again but my body couldn’t
resist her. It all appeared like a mathematical problem and all I did was
applied BODMAS: I removed the Bra(kets)
and grabbed the contents Of its
hold. My fingers Divided her legs
while her mouth continued to Multiply
the turgidity of my ‘middle man’.
And the room was filled with animalistic grunts and sweet gasps mingled with
wild calls for more as the Addition
was going till we both felt huge Subtraction
of fluids from our body!
“I love you—”
“No, don’t
love me,” I interrupted as I caught my breath, “please don’t.” I enjoyed the
‘love’ we just made but I wasn’t ready to get myself confused about who I
wanted. “Jessica, I love what we just did but please don’t add love to this; I
may not be able to reciprocate.”
And that was
some weeks ago. I kept keeping Nancy on the green and was working at reducing
my mathematical problem solving frequency with Jessica till last week, when I
was accosted by Gizzy again.
Mikell: I was about asking if Gizzy
only featured in this chronicle just once. I believe my readers, just like
myself, can’t wait to read what transpired between you two… till we do, WHO WANTS YOU DEAD?
…MikellzBluez
Continues…
#MBz20 © 2013
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