The Series Of My Life - Season 2 - Episode 5

4 years ago

The Series Of My Life - Season 2 - Episode 5

The Shocking Visit

”Hi baby girl, having a nice time” I said.
They both scrambled back into their cloths.
” You dont respect people’s privacy”
Emmanuel shouted. His accent was Swahili;
Kenyan, Ugandan or Rwandese.
I threw the flower in my hand down at their
feet and turned back. Tears were already
flooding my eyes, I didn’t want her to see
me cry. She didn’t deserve my tears
anymore. I was supposed to be her Hero and
not a weeping boy.

I left them and walked back to the field in
the park where the football match was going
on.

My heartbeat had increased. It was difficult
to concentrate on the match or even on
anything. I was doing a hard job trying to
control my heartbreak and anger. It was
difficult for me to stay there, therefore I
walked out of the park to the road and
boarded a bus back to the Bremen Central
train station. The ICE (Inter City Express)
train going to Berlin was coming in twenty
minutes. I sat down on the metal chairs on
platform 6 where the train would stop and
waited. Ten minutes later, Jennifer came and
stood in front of me. She was crying. The
Emmanuel guy followed her to the station but
kept his distance from us.

Jennifer cried and talked at the same time.
He was blaming devil for what happened. I
wasn’t paying attention to what she was
saying. I was thinking about where else to go
from there since I had also wanted to visit
the HEIMS in Bremen to see if I could open
up a business in any of them. It was obvious
that I couldn’t negotiate any business in my
state of mind, I just had to go back to
Berlin.

The train arrived two minutes late. I stood up
and entered the train without saying a word to
Jennifer. She had been begging and promising
that it would never happen again. I didn’t
care. I wanted to leave Bremen and that was
what I did.

I got back to Berlin and pondered over what
happened in Bremen. It was like a movie. I
wished it never happened, I wished I never
went to Bremen. I wanted the whole thing to
become a dream. I just wanted to wake up
and smile but when I pinched my skin, it
pained me. It wasn’t a dream.

I had planned to spend tthree days in
Bremen going around looking for HEIMS
where I could convince people to start buying
from me. I had planned to take Jennifer out
on each day and shop for her too. I had
traveled to Bremen with €1000, I wanted to
spend €500 on her, €200 on hotels and
the rest on transport, food and miscellaneous.
I la!d on the bed for hours and shed tears.
Joe was concerned. He had left for
Hessenheide park to sell weeds and when he
returned, I was still on the bed. My phone
rang for hours but I didn’t touch it. I didn’t
want to talk to anybody.

I just la!d there on the bed and reflected on
the Journey and the circumstances that brought
Jennifer and I together, the things we had
been through together, the things we had done
together, the sweet kisses, yea the same lips
I saw on Emmanuel’s mouth.
It was so painful to leave her in Bremen the
way I did but that was a better option than
beating her.

Around 9pm in the night, I remembered that
I had not eaten anything the whole day. I got
up and went to the Kitchen to warm rice in
the Microwave. My phone started ringing
again and I decided to pick it. It was
Marko. He had been calling since afternoon
according to him. He had gotten a business
deal to supply a kilogram of weeds to a
neighbouring town called Gross Kreutz. He
was expanding our empire, it was a good
news but the event in Bremen suppressed
every other thing.
I asked him to come in the morning. It was
time to go back to business. Pushing Jennifer
to the back of my thoughts was the most
difficult thing I ever did. Forgiving her
wasn’t going to be the problem. The problem
was how to erase that scene I had witnessed
up there in Bremen. The only way to feel
better at that moment was to decide on what
to do about Jennifer.

I scrolled down the list of missed calls on my
phone, Marko 8, Bolaji 6, Johnson 1, Joe
2, Allen 3, unknown number 15.
I figured the unknown number must have been
from Jennifer. Why was she calling me?.
What was she going to say, that it was the
devil of course. Blame it on the devil. What
a shame, she couldn’t even wait until they
got back into the camp. Making out in the
bush in Germany while others were watching
football 50 meters away. I wouldn’t have
cared if I didn’t see them, I wouldn’t have
known anyway but I caught them. I wouldn’t
have believed if someone else told me.
Her Pullover had been removed entirely, her
bra had been shifted to expose one of her
b0s0ms, Emmanuel had removed his Pullover
too. It was only a matter of time before the
trousers hit the floor. My little angel had
committed an offence that was very difficult to
forget and instead of holding myself down with
the thought, I decided to terminate the
relationship. Yes, it was goodbye Jennifer
and when I leave something, I hardly go back
to it. I had never touched any other woman
since she made her entry into my life. I had
loved her like nothing else. I had been
preparing the new apartment for her return. I
had bought a big bag and stuffed it with
ladies shoes and cloths. It was going to be
her surprise gift when she moved out of
Camp.

I opened my phone and removed the simcard.
I added another new simcard and called my
business partners to inform them of the new
number. That was the end of Jennifer Ebot.
Unfortunately for her, she didn’t know where
I lived.