Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

8 years ago

Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

I shifted my attention away from the hustles going on the street to a particular lady whose shape and figure looked like someone I’ve seen before. Although she was making her way towards the direction of my street, I couldn’t really picture who she is precisely because the distance.

I watched as she walked closer and closer to my house. Soon, I was able to have a clearer picture of who was coming my direction. Alas! It is Janet! Jezz. What is she doing here? I waited until she almost walked past my house before I called her phone. She stopped her walk to check who was calling. She started smiling before asnswering the call,

Jante: Hello sir. Good morning.

Me: Good morning dear. How are you today?

Janet: I am fine ooo. What about you?

Me: I am doing good too. Are you at home?

Janet: Errrmmm, I am actually around Ikate. I came to see a friend.

Me: Ikate this morning? I thought you said you don’t come here any longer because your friend moved out?

Janet: That’s true but there is another friend here too.

Me: Hmmmm. Ok ooo. Can you turn to your left side?

She turned.

Janet: I have turned o.

Me: Good. Now, as you are standing, just look up slowly.

She did. I started waving my hand for her to see me. When she saw me, she couldn’t believe her eyes. She covered my mouth obviously to prevent her from screaming. I gestured to her to come through the gates. I went downstairs to meet her because I don’t want her to come upstairs. The last I needed that morning is a seductive, loose lady, who might provoke the animal. Obviously by her appearance, she wasn’t really going to see a friend in the literal sense, instead, she was going to see one of her MAGAs, I assumed. She wrapped her arms around me with sheer excitement, her big b0s0m fully pressed against my body,

Janet: Uncle Femiiiiii. It’s really good to see you oo. Is this where you stay?

Me: Errmm…yea. So who are you actually going to….

Janet: We can’t be talking outside now when your apartment is upstairs. Let’s go inside.

#Busted.

Reluctantly I led her to my flat. With excitement written all over her face, she walked in jubilantly and made her way straight to the seats,

Janet: Uncle Femi, your house fine ooo.

Me: Thank you Janet. Who are you actually going to see? (I asked her as I locked the door behind me)

Janet: I told you now: a friend.

Me: Boy or girl?

Janet: Actually it is a boy. He is a friend to my ex-boyfriend.

Me: So you’re now dating your ex’s friend?

Janet: Nooooo. Haba! Uncle Femi? He said I should come and see him because of what I told him about my ex.

Me: And you’re not afraid he might lay a trap for you?

Janet: Noooo! Never. I trust him die. He’s a good man.

Me: Well, if you say so.

Janet: Why are you at home this morning? No work?

Me: I took a sick leave. I’ll resume work Monday.

Janet: Sick leave? Eeyah… Sorry. For how long?

Me: Two weeks.

Janet: Wow. How are you now?

Me: I’m ok now.

Janet asked me all manner of questions as if she had rehearsed them before coming. I took pain to answer all her questions until she raised an issue I wasn’t really prepared to discuss; at least not now,

Janet: That reminds me. You said you need my favour. Can I know what it is now instead of waiting until tomorrow?

Me: That won’t be possible cos I will be going out anytime soon. In fact, if not that I saw you passing by, I would have gone out.

Janet: Okay…

Me: Yes. So let’s wait until tomorrow.

Janet: Can we meet here then instead of Shoprite? Here, we will have the privacy that may not be availbale elsewhere.

Me: I think Shoprite is better. We can walk around as we gist, or even find a cool spot to sit and talk.

Janet: Uncle Femi I prefer this your house. I want to feel free to express myself. Let’s use here or I will not come.

Shooo! See me see wahala o? Wetin dis girl dey feel like sef wey she dey give me condition? Abeg comot here. If I no use you I no fit use another person? I am trying to avoid stories that touch, dis one wan come pour sand for my garri. Alakoba oshi.

However, I gave her suggestion a second thought. I think her suggestion may well be the best after all. Why waste money on taxi when she can easily get here with #150 maximum? Besides, she will be saving my money from unnecessary spending at Shoprite.

Me: Ok. Let’s meet here then. Can you come as early as 9am?

Janet: Why not? I told you I can do anything for you.

Me: I appreciate that. You can go see your ex’s boyfriend now. Sorry to take your time.

Janet: That’s no problem. I am happy I know your house today.

Know my house? This girl no know anything oo. I walked her downstairs and outside the gate too before saying a goodbye. I watched left and right to see if nobody is watching from Ini’s shop. When she was out of sight, I went back upstairs. I sat down to plan how tomorrow will work out. First things first, there is no way Ini’s coming here tomorrow. How will I handle Deola too if she requests my presence in her house or she comes here?

What have I done now? This Janet is like a snake; I dread her more than I dread Cynthia sef. Now that she’s known my crib, the expectancy rate of her visit will definitely shoot up. I shouldn’t have called her in the first place when she was passing by. I guess my curiousity overwhelmed me that moment.

After she left, I went upstairs to visit my PES because it’s been a while I played the game. Besides, I needed something to get me busy as I await my queen’s arrival. I had barely sat down before my phone started to ring. The caller was the last person I expected that morning: Mary! Remember her? (Go to first page of this thread to know more about her). Wow! What a pleasant surprise,

Mary: Uncle Femi Femo..

Me: Helloooooooo Mary. E ku ijo meta ooo (it’s been a while). How are you now?

Mary: I am ok ooo. You nko?

Me: Hmmm. I am where you left me ooo. How acada now?

Mary: God is good. I was told you’ve moved out of Ikorodu. Where are you now?

Me: Hmmm, I dey manage for Lekki here jare.

Mary: Yeeeee! Big man don come ooo. From Ikorodu to Lekki? Na wah ooo. Person like me can’t stand near you again oo.

Me: Stop that please. I no be Dangote now. I am still my simple self. Are you in IKD (Ikorodu) or school?

Mary: Ikorodu. I came home for my cousin’s wedding. I will be going back to school by month end.

Me: That’s nice. Notify me when you wanna do yours too ooo.

Mary: Me ke? That’s not in my plans for now. My studies first abeg.

Me: I like that. It’s been long since we saw each other oooo. I believe you’re now a big girl.

Mary: Big wetin? Well, maybe if you see me in person, you can tell if I am actually big or not.

Me: Can I invite you to Lekki then before you go back to school…if you wouldn’t mind?

Mary: Hmmmm! Come to your house in Lekki? I’m not sure if I can make it there. I doubt my chances.

Me: Not a compulsion oo. That’s why I said ‘if’.

Mary: I know. I don’t know if there will be a chance to come but don’t worry, I will tell you by Friday if I will be coming or not.

Me: That’s ok. It’s nice to hear from you again after a long time. I appreciate your call.

Mary: You’re welcome. Bye bye ooo.

Me: Bye Mary.

Call ends.

There seems to be a mystery behind one’s first love. The chilling you feel and somewhat ease when talking to each other is so strong that, if you don’t watch it, the moment might drive you naught. This is how I can explain how I felt when Mary called. She was my first girlfriend, my first love; the girl I first wooed and the girl I had s*x with as a grown up man.

I have this weakness though: I am too vunelrable and weak whenever I speak to or with a lady. The lady will effortlessly engulf my heart, head and mind. I can stay for like 1, 2, 3 hours thinking and fantasizing about that lady. Mary’s voice seized my heart that day. I quickly forgot about every other girl, even my queen, Ini, didn’t cross my mind. #Arrow.

I was saved from that thought by my straying eyes when it accidentally rolled to where the wall clock was: 11:13am. My queen is coming to my palace in less than 2 hours and this kind of mood is not fitting. I quickly resumed my PES so that I can switch off from whatever and whoever is disturbing my mood.

When it was 12:30pm, I stopped playing the game. I went into my room to check again the condition of the playing ground. Everywhere looked good and perfectly made ready for her. I called Ini to remind her of our ‘deal’. She replied me with a romantic statement,

Me: Baby, it’s 12:30pm. No forget ooo.

Ini: The key is the command to a car’s engine. You have the keys to my engine, I will move when you want me move. I won’t trade you for anything in this world. Ring the bell, sound the alarm. Let the people of your kingdom know this: Queen Ini is coming to her king’s chambers!

Me: Hahahahaha! You should should join the movie industry baby. You will make a good drama artiste. Your namesake is there already.

Ini: Whatever I say or do is inspired by you. I am madly in love with you.

Me: If you are madly in love with me, then, I am unrepentantly in love with you. My heart belongs to you alone.

Ini: I will see you soon.

Me: Ok.

I thought about Deola when I dropped the call. I reminded myself of the near-death s*x I had with her. I felt in my body that I was missing something; that I should have been with Deola if not that I had agreed to see Ini already; especially when I considered the number of days without meeting her. Deola can wait for all I care; this moment and everything in it belongs to Ini.

1pm, I heard a knock on my door. My heart raced in excitement and fear at the same time.

Me: My queen?

Ini: Yes, my king!

I opened the door for Ini and locked it behind her. She looked gorgeously radiant that day. Dressed in a pink armless gown with her side b0s0m looking ferociously at me, Ini looked so beautiful. I held her close and landed a hot kiss on her milky lips before she could say a word. With smiles written all over her face, I led her inside.