Episode 6
Apart from my unwillingness to travel, I was in another fix too. I didn’t really want her to come to KT. I would have preferred traveling to see her ‘cos that would have minimized my risk of exposure. Trust me, that babe was an ‘FBI agent’ in her own right and I would have been busted for my nefarious activities. She was the only girl that caught me whenever I cheated on her **Abi na jazz she dey use???**. She just had to look into my eyes and study my surrounding and everything I’ve done for the past few days would come reeling to her like a movie. And I had a soft spot for her, so no matter how hard I thought I was, I always melted whenever I was with her. So I would have preferred traveling to see her than the other way around. We debated this for about a month before she finally traveled. We didn’t get to see. I wasn’t really too happy about it but I didn’t really have much choices.
Meanwhile I had to micro-manage 3 girls so that our clandestine meetings wouldn’t clash with each other. You understand why that shouldn’t happen, right? Thursdays was always for Zainab, no questions asked.
Anthonia had an apartment like mine where covert operations could be carried out, so I usually went to her place when she needed to be serviced. Hey, she had a boyfriend, so we understood each other. She called when she needed the mamba and I was always at her service. What did I get in return ;D? Trust me, you don’t want to know.
My problem was Chisom. I guess she was just taking it too far for my liking. Statements like ‘so what are your plans for me’, ‘when are you planning on seeing my people’, ‘I wish we could work things out’, ‘so you don’t want to talk to my mum’, was what usually dominated our conversations. Seriously babe, I’m still serving and I still have to get on my feet before I even start thinking of marriage. She didn’t seem to understand this. All she was concerned about was marriage! And that bothered me a lot. My only consolation was that she had just two months to her POP, and maybe, just maybe I would be free from her. I wished all girls could just have the mentality of Mila Kunis in Friends With Benefit. Jeez, I loved that babe.
Anyway, that was not to be in Chisom’s case and I had to manage her situation. I tried as much as possible to create an enabling environment where either of the girls didn’t have to or couldn’t meet each other. Trust me, I was up to the task (or so I thought).
Zainab had visited that thursday (as usual) and we gisted and straffed (as usual). I later remembered that my generator (I better pass my neighbor) was faulty and needed to be serviced. I told her to keep me company outside while I serviced it (yes I’m an engineer too). So she was there gisting with me when we heard the horn of a car. It was my banker neighbor. I saw him opening the gate and driving in. While still wondering what the hell he was doing back at home at this time of the day, I saw Chisom walk through the gate…
** ๐ฎ Chisos!!! ๐ฎ WTF!!!**
I was shocked but I tried not to show it. So many questions were running through my head unanswered. ‘What the f*uck was this babe doing here?’ ‘Why didn’t she call to tell me she was coming?’ ‘What the hell was Johnson (the banker) doing back home at this time of the day anyway?’ ‘How the hell am I supposed to explain this to Zainab?’ ‘How the f*ck am I supposed to get Chisom out of this house right now?’
The questions kept popping in my head with no available answer. The die was already cast. The only solution that popped in my head was damage control. **Damage Control Mode Activated**
Previously, Chisom had suspected me of cheating. She confronted me and I vehemently denied it. Now she was confirming her suspicions (or so she thought). Zainab had never suspected (or confronted) me, and she was still going to be very much around after Chisom had passed out from her service to the country. So I had to protect her interests in preference to that of Chisom. From my experience with damage control, never lose both ways. And I was determined to do just that.
Chisom came in and greeted us. I didn’t respond warmly as I used to. She noticed and just went inside. Meanwhile I was still fixing the generator. Zainab asked who she was and I told her she was a friend. ‘Just a friend?’, she asked. ‘What else would she be before :-\’, I replied with a look on my face. I asked her to wait for me that I was coming.
When I got inside, I realized that even a new born baby would know what had previously occurred in the room. The room was not arranged and the bed was in a ‘post straffing state’. Hey, I didn’t expect anybody, so why should I have made it after Zainab and I straffed. Besides we were still going to continue. I realized she knew this so I had to prepare a counter-defence that would repel her attacks.
I met her inside pressing her phone. She was holding my phone on her other hand. I wasn’t concerned ‘cos I knew it was locked and no one except me knew the password.
Me: Why the hell didn’t you call me before coming???
Without uttering a word and without looking at me, she stretched my phone towards me. I collected it. Oh, shiiit!! 12 missed calls.
Me: Oh… I was outside fixing the generator outside that’s why I didn’t hear the phone ring…
I looked at her and realized tears were already gathering in her eyes.
Chisom: **In a shaky voice** Dioxidane, who is that b*itch?
Me: Hey, hey, calm down! Why would you be calling someone a b*itch. Besides she’s my friend…
Chisom: **Raising her voice now** I can call her whatever I want to call her! She’s a b*itch!
Me: **In a cool tone** See, I told she’s my friend. I don’t appreciate you calling her a b*itch…
Chisom: **Raising her voice higher** So that’s how you go about f*ucking all your friends abi… Your secret have been revealed today… After all I’ve done for you bla bla bla!! After giving myself to you bla bla bla!! This is how you are going to repay me abi!
**Ah an… See me o??? After she’s done what for me??? See me see wahala o :o**
Me: Would you shut the f*uck up! You are disturbing the neighborhood… Why are you acting so paranoid!
She went on ranting and ranting. I withheld myself ‘cos if I hadn’t, I would have given her the beating of her life. I’ve seen men do it to their wives and the consequences were dire (on the women) and I vowed I was never going to do that to any woman. That was what held me that day. The damage control was becoming futile. I determined right then that she was out of my life. It was now time to do damage control on Zainab.
As I was thinking of going outside to meet Zainab, she walked in with tears in her eyes, took her bag and left. I tried going after her to the gate and begging her, but she gave me a look that said : go back before I bust your face. Besides, I still couldn’t be seen with her on the street, much less running after her and begging her so I postponed her begging till some other time…
Jeez, this situation was really getting out of hand. I wanted to go back inside to send Chisom out or beg her. I was confused at that moment. I decided to complete fixing the generator. As I was still working on it, my neighbor was about going out.
Johnson: Oga Dioxidane, I’m going out and I wouldn’t come back today o…
Me: **Who send you make you come back before, mtcheww** Ok bros, no problem… Take care…
He was driving out when Chisom came out of the house.
Chisom: Dioxidane, please I’m sorry… I don’t know what came over me…
Me: **Silence**
Chisom: It’s because of the love I have for you that’s why I reacted like that… Please I didn’t mean it…
Me: **Silence**
Chisom: Bla bla bla bla bla…
Me: **I wasn’t hearing what she was saying anymore**
Chisom: Bla bla bla bla bla…
Me: **Silence**
Chisom: Dioxidane please say something na…
Me: **Silence**
Chisom: Bla bla bla bla bla…
Me: **Silence**
I was just ‘forming concentration’ on the generator I was fixing. I had already finished fixing the generator but I delayed coupling. I totally blanked her. I was so angry. I didn’t want her to see the other side of me, so silence was my only alternative.
Chisom: Dioxidane, I’ll leave o…
Me: **Silence**
She went in and came out with her bag.
Chisom: Dioxidane, I’m leaving!
Me: **Silence**
And so she left. I went and banged the gate to make sure it was locked.
I was angry. I was confused. What do I do? Zainab must have gotten home. Do I call her? Or do I wait till her anger cooled off. I’m definitely not calling Chisom anytime soon.
I quickly coupled the generator and tested it. It worked well. I went inside and lay down on the bed. So many thoughts ran through my head, confusing me. I decided to go to the bar. Damn! I didn’t have enough money on me! I decided to walk to the ATM point, from there to the bar, perhaps it would help me clear my head.
I got to the bar and took 3 bottles of beer while watching a match I had missed the last weekend. Before I knew what was happening, it was 9pm. Time to go home.
