Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

8 years ago

Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

Before 12noon, I had finished all my chores. So, I called Grace just for a reminder. Guess what guys, her phone was off. MMM (Mogbe Moku Modaran). I tried again and again, and again and again; same result.

I became so restless…and disturbed. I realised I haven’t eaten anything since I woke up. I settled for 2 wraps of Gala and a chilled Maltina. Hey guys, not that I was expecting anything romantic but, you know, who in the world will pass up the chance of having a beautiful girl like Grace under his roof? I mean, I just can’t imagine it. After comsuming the Gala, I tried her number again, same result. I checked the clock, it’s 1:42pm. At this stage, I resigned to defeat. Apparently, Grace only pulled a stunt on me; proving to me that she’s a bit smarter than my smartness, a revenge I guess. Suddenly, a sense of guilt engulfed my heart. I had betrayed my good friends just because of Grace. I was about calling them when my phone rang…

Not Grace. It was a number I don’t have as contact. I answered the call and this was what ensued:

Caller: Hello Femi

Me: Hello. Who are my speaking with

Caller: It’s me Grace. This is my friend’s number. Sorry my phone ran out of power and our generator is faulty. I’m so sorry…

Me: No problem. I understand

Grace: I’m still coming o. Let me charge my phone a little and I’ll be on my way.

Me: Why not come right away? I’ve got enough fuel to charge a thousand phone… if you don’t mind

Grace: (Laughs) Femi ooo. Ok. I guess I’ll start coming then. Send me your address please.

Me: Ok. I’ll do that once you drop the call. What will you like to eat?

Grace: Femi, prepare whatever you think befits Grace. I’ll gladly take it

Me: Settled. See you then

Grace: Yeah. See you soon

Call ends.

It was already past 3pm when Grace called. Quickly, I sent her my address. Whatever resolution I had earlier about recalling my friends vanished like a spirit. I was elated and happy again. Since Grace is coming any moment, I powered on my generator to make sure everyhwere look conducive and ‘neat’ when she arrives.

5pm, Grace is not here. Regrets started ravaging my fragile mind. I dialled her number, switched off still. I left my apartment angrily to go put off the generator when my phone rang. Guess who? La Gracia. Lol.

Grace: Please come take me in. I’m in front of your house.

Quickly, I changed my shirt to a very nice one I had ironed since yesterday, witha blue jean to go with it. Truly, I made sure I looked good and cute. I checked my breath too: not bad. I stepped out to go bring her in. Ladies and gentlemen, what I saw made me felt I had died and I’m seeing angels…

My world! Grace was gloriously dressed in a tight lemon top, a skimpy orange skirt, with her hair flowing down her spine. Jisos! I gasped for breath. She is a show stopper! Even my neighbours were like, “Femo Femo…hmmmm. Na wah ooo.” She became a little shy. Quickly, I led her inside to avoid unnecessary attention. Mehn, this is truly classy, tasty and glamorous. I must be a lucky guy to have made Grace grace my house. Seeing Grace that day was one of the happiest moments of my life.

The radiant from the ocean
Cupid smiled on me
The elegance fil’d with fragrance
Grace, the epitome of beauty.

Matchless in beauty
Beeming with love
An angel in mortal container
She is the one, not another.

Lips so fresh
Hair so adorable
Skin so fair
Physique so edible.

She shone like a million sun
She walked like a goddess
Today is gonna be fun
Joy all through; no more, no less!

Guys, those were the words running through my head when I saw Grace. She was charming and awe-inspiring and heart-melting. For the first time in my life, I lost all composure. All my Big-boyism vanished. I became a kid in her presence. Guys, up until now, I relieved that moment of magic and ego-lifting meeting with Grace.

To Be Continued…