#Grim
Episode six
ยฉ Omotayo Olukemi Aiyemo
How’s your head feeling? Hope the headache had subsided or should I go get the doctor?” He continued and added inaudibly “CRAZY WIFEY”
Why is Tade doing this to me? Why is he calling me crazy? What have I done to him to deserve this? What has gotten into him or is he going crazy himself? Yes I think he is and he deserved a bed too..
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I didn’t take my eyes off her as she became tongue tied.. infact I didn’t even remember that my mother inlaw was there.
“Is there something else I need to know” her mom asked making me release my eyes from hers.
” Nothing o, from my on part except she has something to tell us both…or darling is there anything you need to tell mom and I?” I taunted but she didn’t reply for a while.
“I’m still feeling much pain here” Bisade said pointing to her belly. I assured her she’ll feel all these pains no more, in a matter of few days and she smiled weakly.
I informed them that I had already reported the case to the police and they’ll be coming anytime soon to get her statement.
” Have you remembered anything else apart from rushing out of the house to get mayonnaise as you discovered the one at home was fake?” I asked her hoping she’ll get that that’s what I was expecting her to say. I know Bisade is smart, I only hope she’s smart enough to understand this for her own good.
“Yes I have” I heard Bisade replied.
What the hell is wrong with this girl? Is she going to open up right here and now? What am I going to do if she says I did this to her? I became confused, I began to sweat thinking on what to do.
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I could read his expression like book. I knew he was scared and I also know that i had just won him in his own game as now I have the opportunity to spill the truth. He wasn’t expecting my reply as he’s obviously off balance now. I was sure he won’t be able to act wildly here in the hospital and in the presence of my mom, so this is my moment..my very own moment.
“Really?” I heard him ask and I responded “yeah really” to his disbelief.
For a moment that seemed like forever, I thought of what to do? Exposing my husband would simply means the end of my marriage…a marriage of just one month old, after dating for three solid years. I have never ever imagined my marriage will end this way.
I could remember vividly our wedding day..it was one of the best days of my life. I had been so happy that a smiled was plastered as if permanent on my face. Everything went perfectly well as we had top notch preparation. Marrying Tade was close to a dream come true. He was happy as well as because he wouldn’t stop staring at me and telling me how beautiful I was all through the day.
I only became moody when Olami came later in the day and I noticed the mood change in my husband as well.
Olami had walked up to our seat, hugged me as I stood to welcome him and shook Tade, who was reluctant. Olami wished us well and also placed in my palm a million naira cheque before leaving hurriedly as he had a flight to catch.
While my mood became better that Olami made it to my wedding, I noticed my husband became moody for almost the rest of the day.
I had given the cheque to my husband immediately but up till this moment, he hadn’t been able to provide it.
My life wouldn’t been messed up if I had married Olami damning the consequences…I wouldn’t be in this hell. Well, I never can be too sure because Tade himself did not show me this violent nature of his. He did so well in concealing it because I tried also on my part to know the kind of man I was to end up with. I’m still in shock of the sudden change in my husband.
He had been so kind, patient, understanding and tolerating to almost a fault. My best friend, Titi had insisted he was pretending when we newly started dating, and would soon change. During my wedding, she had come to me, taking back her words and telling me how lucky I am to find such a rare gem. Titi was right at first because Tade had truly changed to my worst nightmare.
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Who wouldn’t change? If you were me, wouldn’t you change after discovering what they thought they had buried?
He even had the guts to show his well, not ugly face at my wedding, presenting my own wife money. I had always felt threatened by Olami…he is a better version of me. He is cuter, richer, well connected and not from a broken home like me. Bisade had always preferred him to me and she wouldn’t stop flaunting him even when she broke up with him and started dating me. I had swallowed every of this bitter pill all through because i loved her genuinely and she’s going to definitely end up with me and not him. Fate had made me win over Olami as he lost to genotype.
I could recollect the time we were still nothing but friends, that she had cried out to me telling me her mum had asked her to break-up with Olami, her childhood friend and lover. She was AS and so was Olami. Her mother had insisted both of them go their separate ways because she would never
allow the union despite their pleas.
She became sick with tears and I did so well in comforting her which affected me badly then. I was there for her and helped her overcome the broken heart. It was when I believed she was better that I began to confess my love to her again and sooner, she replaced me. I became a substitute, an inferior edition of Olamilekan.
I didn’t mind, I would gladly and willingly fill this position so long Bisade is mine. I did everything to make her love me but what did I get in return, what else a good guy like me with a good heart often gets… Deception, Betrayal…they paid my open-heartedness with deceit. I was fooled for love from the very beginning even to this point of marriage.
I wished the so called Olami was within my reach also, I would have made him pay dearly…but then, since he isn’t, Bisade would have to bear the cross of them both. Infact, I’m no longer feeling pity for her. It’s my time of revenge and I’ll not regret doing so.
The only problem I’m having now is how to make her not to speak up…I’m scared, I truly am. If she opens up now, I’ll have to live the rest of my life in regret that’s if I’m strong enough not to commit suicide. I needed to have my own pound of flesh to balance the equation.
“Please say no more” I pleaded dispiritedly even with my eyes.
“What is happening here? Bisade, what do you remember darling? Don’t be scared baby, you know your mom will always have your back no matter what….. Speak up please…try not to forget…” my mother inlaw bombarded
As she was still speaking, a nurse ushered in two officers who were keen to get to the bottom of this in just a matter of seconds they became involved.
Since when did Nigeria Police respond promptly to cases? Jeeez! Why is all odds working against me? I was scared even when it was only her mom that’s included, now that the men in uniforms are involved,… terrified is a lesser word to describe me.
“Yes ma’am… I’m inspector John…. can you please let us in on what you remembered? You have no reason to be scared… you’ll be well protected and we’ll make sure the perpetrators of this wicked act are brought to book” the officer assured.
“Thank you so much for coming on time…yes I did remember something but please I’d like my husband to help me sit up so I can explain all that happened well” my wife said calmly.
I watched my heart jumped out of my body as the officer signalled that I do as she bidded. The distance between us was like that of Mercury to Neptune. Every step I took made me view my end graphically and Crystal clear.
My heart watched from corner as my body approached my doom, my wife.
To be continued….
