SISTER MARY – Episode 3
“Mary i don’t want to see you ever again. It’s over between us” i said slowly, watching her reaction keenly.
She drew back with surprise. Her mouth opening with great disbelief.
“what?, i don’t understand you bro. Ken. I thought we were…” she desperately tried to say something, but i interrupted her, nodding with a crazy smile.
“you heard me right” i murmured.
“I beg of you, let’s talk this out. Just thirty minutes of your time is enough. I think i deserve such. Please” she quickly begged, controlling her tears and displaying a fake smile. I stared at her for some seconds, shrugged and obliged.
Quietly she walked into my sitting room, carefully sat on a sofa and faced me.
“please tell me the truth?, what’s behind your sudden change in behaviour. I’m an adult, please hide nothing from me” she begged with a calm grace, staring at me with eyes filled with dashed hope. I drew close and held her hands.
“we have to end this because i’m not comfortable with you anymore. I don’t love you, let’s just be friends” i said slowly. She breathed deeply, and drew back a bit.
“just like that?. No bro. Ken. Born-again Christians don’t behave that way. Tell me?, why the sudden change of heart. I don’t just understand. Today is sunday of all days, please be serious” she managed to murmur with disbelief. I rubbed my face and swallowed hard.
“you have to get going now. Please i need a little peace” i barked, dragging her strongly on her feet. My action totally surprised her. She tried to resist but i was stronger. Tears quickly drew down her cheeks.
“why are you doing this to me?, why are you shattering my hopes. You don’t love me anymore, but why, it isn’t fair. God is watching” she cried as i pushed her out of my apartment.
I felt miserable but satisfied, paying no attention to her cries as she banged on my locked door asking for another chance.
As i returned to the sofa, my eyes fell on the nylon bag she brought. I quickly grabbed it in order to flung it out of my apartment, but unfortunately the hand tore, pouring a well perpared meal of rice, chicken and salad in my sitting room.
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I moved on with my life the next day. My busy office schedule helped forget all about Mary and her problems.
Jboy couldn’t believe his ears after i narrated how i sent Mary away from my apartment. He was extremely pleased and according to his words ‘he wouldn’t have done any better’.
I never heard from Mary for the rest of that week and the next, which was a very welcomed development. I equally stopped attending her church and moved over to catholic church which was my true church of baptism {where i was baptized as a child}.
After laying low for a while, by keeping to myself. I started another wonderful relationship with a colleague, a very pretty damsel who was just transferred to our office from Akure.
Chioma being a professional and an experienced girl, refused to give into my too many tricks, thus making our relationship a boring but respectful one. I slowly began to grow more fond of her much to Jboy’s surprise.
Two weeks later, precisely on a sunday evening. I was relaxing in a quiet bar with Chioma, Jboy and his new girlfriend when a phone call from Mary came through. I ignored the call, frowning slightly while my mind flashed back to the memorable times i had with her.
“only if she never played that church stunt on me, perhaps we would still have been together” I reasoned.
Mary called four times which i carefully ignored. She then sent a text message which totally shattered my mind. My eyes enlarged as i read it while my hands shook.
“I’M PREGNANT. WE NEED TO TALK”
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