Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

8 years ago

Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

I slept for more than 2hrs and I felt a little better. My boss called me again later in the day to check on me. I told him my health has improved, much to his delight. When he asked if the money he gave me was enough to buy all the drugs Nurse Deola prescribed, as a sharp guy, I lied,

Me: Sir, drugs are very expensive these days oo. Besides, I think Deola was wrong to have prescribed expensive drugs for me. She would have given me the less expensive ones so that…

Oga: Are you a pharmacist?

Me: No sir!

Oga: If you’re not, will you allow those who are do their job? How much more will you need to buy all the drugs?

Me: I would need close to #10,000 more sir.

Oga: Ok. Send me your account number. The next time I call, I wanna hear of an improvement, first in your voice cos you still sound very sick.

Me: Ok sir. I’ll try.

He hung the call and I quickly sent him my a/c no via BBM. 15mins later, my phone beeped. I received an email saying that #20,000 has been deposited into my account. Chai! I don hammer. Lol. I called my boss to thank him but he didn’t answer it. Few seconds later, I received a message which says,

“Don’t bother to call. I’m in a briefing. Take care of yourself.”

I sat down to watch a movie when I remembered what had happened earlier between Cynthia, Ini and myself. I realised I need to apologise to Ini. I went inside, took like 3k with me and headed straight to the super market. When Ini saw me, her facial expression changed from a happy one to an angry one. I approached her desk, tried to make a conversation but she went all too official on me,

Me: Ini how are you?

Ini: Good evening sir. How may I help you?

Me: Are you still angry about what happened?

Ini: I’m afraid we don’t have the item you’re talking about sir. Can you please check the catalogue again sir?

She handed the catalogue to me and made a sign which I couldn’t decode. When I sensed her restlessness, I turned around and there, standing and looking keenly was the owner of the supermarket: a middle-aged woman in her fifties, looking too serious and, as I figured out, angry. I quickly adjusted to the situation at hand and changed my tone,

Me: Yes. Give me a dozen of Peak Milk please and a Big Pack of Golden Morn.

She brought the item, packed it and gave them to me. When I took a quick glance at her boss and noticed she was nowhere on sight, I turned to Ini to apologise,

Me: I’m sorry Ini. Forgive me.

She said nothing. Instead, she gave me my bill and a sheet of paper wherein she said,

“Please don’t stay too long. I will come see you when I close.”

As sharp guy, I throway face. I paid for the goods, collect my balance and left.

True to her words, around 8:30pm when she closed for the day, she came knocking on my door.

Me: Who’s there?

Ini: It’s me Ini.

I opened the door and she came inside. She sat down without waiting for an invitation,

Ini: Who was that girl I met earlier?

Me: Oh, she was the friend I told you about.

Ini: Hmmmm. Oga Femi, I think she’s more than friend ooo cos an ordinary ‘friend’ will not react like that.

Me: (Reluctantly) Well, you’re right. She’s more than a friend but not my girlfriend.

Ini: What are you saying? I don’t understand.

Me: Well, you see, it’s rather complicated. Can we talk about something else please?

Ini: Ok ooo. Sorry about how I reacted when you came to the shop. My madam don’t like seeing us getting too personal with customers. I am sorry.

Me: Don’t worry. I understand. Hope you’re no more angry?

Ini: Angry ke? I’m not oo. How are you now? Hope you’re getting better?

Me: Yes I am. Thank you.

I sought for ways to make Ini feel comfortable and happy but I found none. Then, I remembered that I’ve got no soup at home. Should I ask her to cook for me? Will she agree? Well, there is no harm in trying now. So, I asked…

Me: Ini, I need a favour from you; a very big one at that.

Ini: What kind of favour sir?

Me: You said your break is around 1pm-3pm daily right?

Ini: Yes. What’s the matter?

Me: See I have got no soup at home. So, I was wondering if you can help me cook one during your break tomorrow…if truly you’re no more angry with me.

She looked at for a while with her mouth wide opened. Then she spoke,

Ini: Hmmmm. Cook? If that your friend come again, won’t she ask you how the soup came about?

Me: Leave that to me. I will handle that. I can cook too now. It is just that, for now, I don’t wanna expose myself to too much heat.

Ini: Yea, you’re right. Ok, I’ll cook it. But will 2hrs be enough to do the buying of stuffs and the cooking?

Me: Don’t worry. Just start it. When your 2hrs is up, you can leave. I’ll monitor the rest.

Ini: Ok oo. When do you want it?

Me: Tomorrow of course.

Ini: Alright. Tomorrow then. Let me start going. See you tomorrow.

Me: Yes tomorrow. Thank you so much.

Ini: You’re welcome.

I opened my arms for a hug which, surprisingly, she rushed into it.

Hmmmm. Talk about what guys can do to get whatever they want! *sighs*