Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

8 years ago

Story: True Life Story Of An Addict

I left the hospital around 12noon. I called Janet to inform her that I am already on my way home,

Me: Can you start coming now or you’re busy?

Janet: I am not doing anything sir. I will start coming now. Prepare something for me o.

Me: What will you like to eat?

Janet: What do you have at home?

Me: I’ve got food stuffs I hardly cook. Maybe you’ll cook what you want.

Janet: Ok.

I called Ini too and lied to her that I just got to my uncle’s place,

Ini: Eeyah! Sorry baby. Extend my love to him ok?

Me: Yeah I will.

I joined a BRT bus and sat beside the window, waiting for other passengers to come in. That day was unusual because there were scanty people coming our direction. What was supposed to take 10mins or there about to fill up ran into more than 30mins and still counting. I got really bored and angry. I would have had enough money on me for a taxi if not that I gave Cynthia some in the hospital. I was only left with #500 which will be enough to take me home if I join a public transport. “It’s gonna be one boring moment”, I enthused. Well, na house I dey go now; no rushing. I brought out my phone to listen to some music as it has become my custom to do so whenever I am bored. After listening to like 5 songs, I changed my mind and switched to videos. I used to have some movies on my phone then. So, that afternoon, Troy was my choice, starring Brad Pitt. Little by little, passengers started filling up the bus. In my mind I was wishing no man should sit beside me; na girl I want. You know that kind thing now? Lol.

Finally, someone sat beside me. The smell from this person was so fresh and adorable. When I raised up my head to see who it was, my heart almost escaped my heart. Sitting beside me was a fresh decent girl. She looked like she belonged to the working class; lovely dress sense and great composure.

I left the film I was watching and feasted my eyes on this damsel sitting beside me. The first place my eyes went to was her finger. I need to be sure she is not married; and yes, she wasn’t. Second, I moved my eyes up, starting from her legs, up to her b0s0m. A quick glance at her bottom even while she was seated sent a reminisce of the lyrics in one of Olamide’s hit song, ‘silly Love': She carry front,..complete the rest. Finally I looked at her face…and our eyes met. Unknown to me, she has been following the way I was sizing her up. I quickly turned my probing look into a smiling look,

Me: Good afternoon.

Girl: Afternoon. What are you looking for? Because I think you’ve been looking at my legs.

Not knowing what to say, my mouth just kept saying whatever comes to my mind,

Me: Oh! Actually I thought I would never see this type of your shoes on anyone other than my female friend. She claimed there is only one of it in Nigeria. So, I was a bit surprised when I see someone else put on the same shoe other than her. I am sorry.

Girl: No need to apologise. That your friend must be living in utopia. There are millions, if not billions of this type of shoe. And since she’s not the only girl in the world, others can have it too…if they can afford it.

Me: Ehen! I said it. Don’t mind her jare. I am Femi by the way.

Girl: I am Osas by name.

Me: Osas? Nice name. I work with MTN Nigeria (I showed her my ID which was already in my wallet).

Osas: Wow! How nice. I work with Sterling Bank. I am a marketer (She showed me her ID too).

Me: Way to go! But why are you in a public transport? Shouldn’t you be in your company’s vehicle?

Osas: I am not on official duty. I am actually on my way home cos I’ve closed for the day. What about you: do you close this early too?

Me: Not really. I am just coming from the hospital. I’ve been on sick leave since last week. I will resume work on Monday.

Osas: Oh that’s nice. Hope you’re better now?

Me: Yes I am. Thanks.

Osas: You’re welcome.

I left talking to her and went back to watching my film. To be candid, my mind don comot from the film; I just dey take am cover up. This girl sweet ooo, how I go take get her number now? Yes! I remember the trick I used on Grace…. Hurray!

Me: What kind of Blackberry is that? (pointing at her phone)

Osas: Oh, it is Bold 3.

Me: Really? Can I see it?

Osas: Sure.

She closed the application she was using and handed the phone to me. When she gave me her BB, she brought out another phone, a Nokia N95. When I noticed she was engulfed with it, I quickly used her BB to send a “Please Call Me Back” to my line, she was using MTN line. I handed the phone back to her and said,

Me: What a nice phone you’ve got.

Osas: Nice phone? Well, thank you.

Me: I stay in Ikate area, Lekki 1.

Osas: Really? I stay around Sandfill.

Me: That’s very close.

Osas: Yeah.

Soon enough, the bus passangers filled up the bus and we were on the move. We talked about other things too. Her chat was lively and fun. When she was about to get down I asked her,

Me: Can I have your number?

Osas: I knew it. Hmmm, 08035542***.

Me: Thanks.

Osas: Welcome.

I purposely made Osas give me her number so that I’ll be sure she’s not lying. Besides, everybody is not gonna act like Grace who just took my smartness for fun. Osas might act strange and unfriendly if she found out the way I got her number. So, I’ve got to be smart.

I got home around past 1pm. I went straight into the bathroom for a quick shower. I had barely left the bathroom when I heard a knock on my door. I rushed out of the bathroom with the towel tied around my waist to see who it was,

Me: Who is there?

Janet: It’s me Janet sir.

Ha? Should I open the door like this or should tell her to wait while I go dress up? I looked around and saw one of my shirt on the chair. I put it on quickly before going to open the door for Janet. She looked surprised to see me with a towel tied to my waist. Before she begin ask Jamb questions, I quickly talk,

Me: Sorry for the delay. I was in the bathroom when you knocked. I just have to come out and open the door for you lest I keep you waiting.

Janet: No problem sir. Good Afternoon.

Me: Good Afternoon Janet. Welcome. Please have your sit. Let me go dress up.

Janet: Ok.

I left for my room to go dress up properly. I can’t explain why I always feel weird whenever this Janet is around me. Wetin dey happen sef? I have made up my mind already not to bleep her no matter what. But this strange feeling I always have whenever she’s around me gave me a serious concern. I have more than enough girls to choose from if agro dey catch me now. I’ve got Ini, Deola and Cynthia whenever she’s fully recupirated. Mary is also coming tomorrow, and I know what to do if I wanna get under her skirt (that one easy now. Well, eventually I did). So, Janet has got no chance to have a feel of my rooster; no, it is not meant for her. We’ve got nothing but business to talk about. I went back to her in the sitting room and straight to business I jumped,

Me: How are you Janet?

Janet: I am fine sir.

Me: Now to what I want us to discuss…

Janet: Ok sir.

She adjusted herself and sat on the edge of the chair looking too serious,

Me: I need you to do me a favour Janet. I have a girlfriend (she looked disappointed when she heard that word) who is so inquisitive. I told her I have a cousin around here when in actual sense I don’t. I need you to act as my cousin. I will settle you after you made her believe the ruse.

Janet: Hmmmm. Let’s leave the settlement first. What do you want me to do?

Me: I will call her right now and hand you the phone. You will introduce yourself as Dupe, my cousin. Do all you can to convince her…you know, woman to woman stuff.

Janet: Is that all?

Me: That’s all Janet. And I will try and do something.

Janet: Before I agree to this, I have my conditions too.

Me: Ok. What are they?

Janet: They are:

1. You will never mention the word ‘girlfriend’ again whenever I am with you.

2. This is the first and the last time I am going to talk to whoever you wanna call.

3. And finally, I want complete access to this place anytime I chose to come.

Me: Is that all?

Janet: That’s Part A of it.

Me: Tell me the other part.

Janet: No. Do you agree to the first part?

Me: Well, partially; especially that 3rd one. I’ll resume work on Monday and I do close 6pm daily. I always come home late everyday, even on Saturdays. The only day I have for myself is Sunday. How then will you have complete access to my house when I am not around?

Janet: Simple. I believe there are spare keys to this place. Give me one out of it, and that’s all.

I don enter wahala. Which kind person be this? Just because you wan help me; wey I go still settle you o? If not that I had made up my mind to convince Deola that I actually I have a cousin around and that I’ve promised she’s gonna talk to her, I for no enter this mess o.

I deviced a plan: give her the key but whenever she comes around, forcefully take it back from her. #Sikena.

Me: Ok. I agree. What is the Part B now?

Janet: Hmmm. The Part B is about the settlement.

Me: Ok. Like how much should I arrange?

Janet stood up from her seat and walked up to where I was sitting. She sat the arm of the seat, held my hand and enclosed it inbetween her two palms. She looked straight into my eyes and siad,

Janet: I don’t want your money…for now. Take a good look at me Uncle Femi. Am I not good enough to be seen with you? I want us to be together. I wanna be close to you. I have fallen in love with you since the first day we met. I fantasized about you always. I asked: How can a man be this nice, handsome, humble and kind? Make me your woman, I want to stay in your world! That’s my price for doing ‘business’ with you.

After those words, she went back to her seat, picked up her bag and left. I sat there looking like a fool who has just been duped of his life savings. Am I dreaming or what? My heart was in my mouth all through Janet’s speech. I couldn’t utter a single word. This girl use charm for me ni? That felas, was the greatest shock of my life!

#Chai