TOLANI; THE YORUBA GIRL.
EPISODE 2
We slept off on the bed after we made out.
I woke up before him, looking at him for a few minutes before I dragged his nose, restricting him from breathing.
Chimaobi jolted from sleep, rolled over on the bed and stretched his arms high above his head, brushing his hands against my b*****s.
He reached out to me and had me sit on his belly while he rested his back against the bed.
“You have finally gotten what you want, abi?” He said, licking his lips.
“Commot joor! You are talking as though you did me a favour, or you didn’t enjoy it.” I fired at him.
“Oya! Confess, did you enjoy it or not?” I queried him, while he laughed so hard.
“You no de fear o. Na me you de ask question?” He said, tickling me.
“Obi! Stop, please, I’m loosing my breath.” I begged.
He dragged me to himself and kissed my lips.
“ You are such a sweet girl, Tolani. Your eyes are as beautiful as the finest piece of art. I love every bit of you.” He whispered, looking into my eyes passionately.
“ Oh! And you were pretending like you did not want to.” I snapped.
“Not at all, I just wanted us to do the right thing. I also feel you are young for that. Didn’t want it to be like I am taking advantage of you. Not like I don’t desire to get intimate with you. See, I have wished I was your blanket, your bed, your pillow, underneath your head, Tolani. I can’t live without you.” Chimaobi said.
“My love for you is like a fart because everything about it is powered by my system. The flames of your love lightens me up. Your words are sweeter than the HONEYCOMB.” He continued, as I blushed.
“So, when are you creating a YouTube video? Everything is ready.” He asked me.
“Common babe, you just bought this today. Can you please just chill?” I said, rolling my eyes girlishly as I stood up from the bed.
“Close your eyes!” I said to him, dragging the bedsheet to cover my nakedness.
“Something I have seen?” He said, laughing so hard that he reached out to the bedsheet, and began to struggle it with me.
“Stop!” I cried out, but he overpowered me and took the bedsheet from me.
I quickly had my left arm to cover my b*****s and the right hand between my legs, as I trod backward out of the room to the kitchen, where we littered our clothes.
“Naughty Tolani!” I said to myself, picking our clothes, kept them on the counter, picked up a broom and a dustpan to sweep the broken glass.
“No! Don’t injure yourself. These are glasses. It Shouldn’t pierce you.” Chimaobi said, taking the broom and dustpan from me.
I stood there watching him as he packed the glass shattered on the kitchen floor and threw it into the dust bin.
“Taaa!” He spanked my buttock and teased.
“I never marry you, you don de break my cup. If I marry you nko, you will break my TV.” He joked, as I laughed hysterically.
“Ogbeni, stop making it look like I knocked the glass. You did.” I argued, laughing.
“But you begged me to kiss you. Just a French kiss, Maobi!” He mimicked me, changing his voice like a girl’s, with his hands in the air.
I couldn’t stop laughing. Chimaobi was that type of guy that would make you laugh all day. He was gentle to the core, and highly dramatic.
It was getting late already. All I wanted at that point was to sleep over and have him around me.
I intentionally delayed dressing up, so I could find an excuse to sleep over in his place.
“ Babe, can I sleep over?” I asked him when we got into the room.
“No!” He answered quickly with every fiber in him.
“Please!” I begged him.
“Don’t even start. Don’t even give me that face because I am not buying this idea. You have lectures tomorrow. You should not be here. I know you, tomorrow now, I would be begging you to go to school, and you would find excuses for not attending lectures. Wear your clothes, I will drop you at your lodge.” He said, almost frowning.
“Once Chimaobi speaks in this tone, I know he is serious.” I pondered, dressing up angrily without arguing further.
I walked downstairs, picked up my birthday gifts, my bag and walked out to the car.
He was not even looking at my face.
He got into the car and horned.
“Babe get into the car nah… We should not be dragging this. You have lectures tomorrow.” He pleaded, as I stamped my feet like a child, murmuring and getting into the car, facing the other side of the window.
“Bae, I do not want this relationship to distract your studies. You know I love you.” He tried to convince me, but I wasn’t buying it.
He drove to my hostel. While he drove, his phone kept ringing, but he would not pick it.
“Who is that?” I asked him.
“So you can talk? I’ve been talking to you since, you just ignored me, abi?” He said, but I refused to answer him.
“Tolani, I’m talking to you.” He said angrily, as we got to my hostel gate.
“Leave me alone. You don’t want me to stay in your place because she is coming to sleep over.” I said, picking up my things to leave.
“How could you say that? Have you seen me with any woman before? You are my first and I am your first. We just broke our virginity today, for God’s sake. How could you say such to me.”
“Just leave me alone, leave me alone” I said, crying as I sat there, waiting for him to apologize?
I was at fault, and I was the one seeking for apology.
This part of me wasn’t new to Chimaobi. I behave childish whenever I am with him.
I do not blame myself for that because he treats me as his little sister. I was 22 then, while he was 29. He would always take the blames whenever we fight.
Chimaobi dragged me to himself and consoled me.
“Okay, I promise to come and pick…” He said, when his phone ranged again.
“Pick the call.” I ordered him.
“It’s my mom calling with her second line, Tolani. Ah!” He said, irritated, as he picked the call.
“Mommie, Good evening. I’m on transit. When I get home, we talk. You’ve been calling me, do you want to run my battery?” He said to her, and I could hear her asking him why he was on the road at that time.
“Mommie, abeg… Hapu m aka doo. I will call you when I’m home. Stop troubling me, this woman.” He said, hanging the call.
“Women self! Are you satisfied?” He asked, looking at me.
“What do you mean by that? So, I’m a pest? Pestering you.” I said, looking at him quizzically.
With shock written all over his face, he laughed.
“ Babe, but I never said that. How did pest come into this? Okay, I’m sorry. You just sleep over in your house and I will come and pick you tomorrow after lectures. Thank God, it is almost Friday. So, please, attend Thursday’s lectures at least. You can spend the weekend at my place, okay?” He said, stroking my hair gently.
“Answer your boo na” he begged me, tickling me that I had to smile and blush.
Chimaobi always had his way of making me happy.
“Is that a promise, Maobi?” I asked him.
“A promise! Cross my heart.” He said, making a cross sign with his arms on his chest.
“Alright…”
He walked me to my door and made sure I got into my room as usual, because of the boys who usually partied around our hotel gate.
“A French kiss for the night, please?” I requested, when we waved bye to each other.
“ Oya! Get into your room o si so, naughty girl.” He said, while I laughed hard, into the room and fell on my bed.
Do you think Chimaobi is genuine? Do you think this love would last? Say your mind in the comment section.
©️ written by Esther Charles (The Storytelling Diva)
