Guys, I’m in quite a frenzy and I can’t calm down because I’m in a euphoric state! Calm down, you say. I will…in a minute.
Now
I had one true love. One man I honestly, seriously, completely,
earnestly, sincerely fell in love with. He was so amazing; he took good
care of me. While I was with him, I added weight, developed a sweet
tooth, was more excited and all that. He was the perfect guy but with
some problems… the worst being that we spent a lot of money...all the
time.
Well, one day, I told him I couldn’t do him no more and he
was upset. He pleaded with me and many times I went back to him… many
times. But finally I left him and cut ties with even our circle of
friends just so I wouldn’t have to see him again.
Until today. I
decided to go meet my friend Aima at Ceddi during my lunch break so we
could hang out and talk a little. We took a walk around and strolled
into Spar admiring the amazing things the Super Store had to offer; from
the groceries to the kitchen utensils; from the hair products to the
plasma TVs.
When we circled round again, I caught sight of someone
to my right and I swiveled round. It was Him! It was him in the flesh!
Here? God!
I heard the tom tom sounds of the African drum and
wondered where the sound track was coming from. It got heavier and
harder…it was my heartbeat making that sought of music. His effect on me
had not waned at all.
He turned to look at me and I’m sorry to
say the look in his eyes mirrored mine: LUST, pure and simple and
elementary. Its primal force compressed the space and distance between
us. I could see that he wanted me and I was shocked to discover I also
wanted him. God save me, I whispered in my soul for my heart and mind
had become numb by the sweet mesmerizing caress of his eyes. He was
calling me, beckoning unto me.”Aima, help me” I screamed only to
discover I was not shouting. It felt like those times in secondary
school when they say something spiritlike presses you and you are
helpless and cannot get the name of Jesus out. Aima struck up a
conversation with some girl and I... I had eyes for only him.
Like
magic, I remembered him…our times together, even when we had a break
and I would see him at some event or party. He was and still is a big
guy in this country and so very much in demand. He was and I’m sure
still is one of the top negotiators and PR executives in Naija.
He
still looked dark and handsome…as cool as ever like he stepped out of
Antarctica and amazing. I did not even realize that I had walked up to
him until he spoke to me.
“Hi Babe”
His voice…like flowing liquid.
“So” he whispered, “I see you again”
“Let me be. Must you be here? Leave me alone” I whispered back, my resolve not to talk to him failing.
“But I can’t” his voice washed over me.
“I
want you too much. Do you remember our kisses? We used to do it in
public not caring if Reverend Goodheart was looking at us or not.
Remember?” he leaned down. “And I still want to do that. I want you so
so bad, love. It’s been long.3 months right? Come back to me, I will
take care of you.”
Yes, I did remember how we would kiss, a worse
version of the French kiss, trust me unabashedly. And the truth was I
still wanted it. To feel his lips on mine as I kissed him with total
abandon. I was addicted to him. I always had to see him like three times
a day. Lord, help me because I feel like I need him and don’t want your
help.
“Baby,” he pleaded.” Please. What we feel may be lust, yeah
but let’s ride the wave until it takes us to the shore or perhaps we
wouldn’t get to it, so let’s drown; don’t matter which way”
Did he
have to plead? He did not love me yes but my body craved his. I heard a
voice telling me to walk away but I grabbed him, pried open his mouth
and kissed him…deep and long. The kiss flowed smoothly and sweetly as I
drank his kisses in….I sure had missed him!
“Babyim!” I heard Aima
shout. That’s our pet name for each other. I don’t know how we got it;
from Aima I’m sure since she always brings the local things. I came up
with Bambina but it sure didn’t stick. Hers was more Nigerian. Anyway,
back to my story.
“Babyim! What are you doing?” she shouted. “I thought you said no more coke so why are you drinking it? Come on!”
I
removed the coke bottle from my mouth and looked at it. I had drunk
almost a quarter out of it. I still wanted more. The coke was so dark
and cold and amazing but… it all ends now!
“you are so right,
Aima” I told her even though I did not want to.” I gotta stop this,
now”. I asked the attendant girl (I don’t know what they call those
people who help out in supermarkets when you need direction or
something, but you know what I mean, shei?) where the bin was, threw my
bottle of coke away and paid for it at the cashier point.
The
addiction to coke has got to stop and I have made too much progress to
go back to it! I don’t want to have to worry about Diabetes and all that
from tooooo much coke, so I’m done!
Finish!
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I put
this story on facebook a long time ago- twice as a matter of fact but I'm sharing it now by popular
demand again and it is unedited. Thank you very much for your encouragement. You have been
amazing. I hope you enjoyed it!!! These are some of the responses from the second post that I receivedt:
- Onyinyechi Aimee Onwumere likes this.
Achile Opaluwa am still caught in the fray!its a wonderful piece,got me going til i caught myself.really llike u
Bella Joshua Baby girl, u really got me there. With ma hat in ma right hand, bending knees n head. I give 2 u.
Blessing Achenyo Alfa Thank you Ifeanyi! I will. Min. O!!! How kind of you to visit me here!lol! how are you doing? Thank you! I will!
Kelechi Cyprain Ogbonna may GOD bls & kip all my sweet,kind &gud frens online.i luv u all &pray 4u all.bon soiree
thank u 4celebratin m &wit me on the 9th of March,2012.i celebrate u,all and i wish 2do that again and again and again.....................Kayode Emmanuel Oloniduhi waow! Blessed sis,dis is so... Am waiting 4 d day i'l hear u've written a film.kip it up
Blessing Achenyo Alfa Nathan, I see u too Dude. na wa o! so ur just putting all those biceps and triceps on display.Nice body building though
Nathan Provost Wetin I go do na. The gym thing is part of my life. I'm addicted to it as you're addited to that guy Coke. Lol.
It's good meeting u again on facebook.
It's always good meeting u, believe me.Yusuf Garba Like my first time.Not what u think!I mean of reading the story.Read it before but doesnt feel like I had.Keep it up,friend.And remember,the devil wears Prada!
Chiroma S. Wahuma I have confidence in Ur ability this is just the tip of an iceberg. Am proud 2 associate with u What an enviable quality "Beauty & Brain. Pls do give my luv 2 Aima.
Truly a popular demand. The first time i read it, the only thing i could do was just SMILE. Its a great piece. Keep writing, don't stop.
ReplyDeleteAwwhhhh! thank you very much for saying that! Keep reading, I'm coming out with more! lol
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