Must Read: Taking Chances

Episode 7 years ago

Must Read: Taking Chances

‘let me take you to your room, you need to rest…’
‘i don’t wanna sleep’ Daisy protested, then brought her hand on the face peering at her and gently caressed it, her fingers lingered on his lips.
She smiled then, ‘this eyes…’ she whispered, ‘they attracted and built this love i feel for you over the years…’ she said, her face holding a sober and pained look, then she laughed, ‘this lips…this lips’ she drawled and slowly drew towards him, as if to kiss him.
Jide felt his heart beat stop.
Suddenly, Daisy pushed him away and giggled hysterically, leaning back.
‘you got a long way to go!’ she croaked.
Jide stood up and shook his head watching her laugh and carelessly
swinging her hands.
‘Got you!’ she blurted still laughing.
‘I need…’ she said and stopped laughing abruptly. She concentrated on Jide with the look of someone trying hard to remember something.
‘yes!’ she said, her eyes sparkled too. ‘yes! I need juice…yes juice’.
Then she made to stand up but Jide was by her side pulling her back.
‘I’ll get it’ he said and hurried to the kitchen, coming out later to
hear her singing out of key to the chorus of Chris de Burgh’s ‘lady in
red’.
He placed the glass of juice on a side table and drew it closer to her, his face holding an amused grin all through. This wife of his was something else! he thought.
Daisy stopped singing then and made to seat up, but Jide was on her side in a flash and helped her up, soon she was draining the content, once through, she hit the glass carelessly on the table, Jide quickly moved the table out of way so she wouldn’t cause any more damage. It was a miracle the cup didn’t shatter to pieces. He thought.



‘thank you!’ Daisy quipped excitedly like a satisfied child and leaned back on the settee. Her gaze slowly turned on Jide who was bending over her, her expression suddenly turned sober.
She looked so different, so innocent, more like . . . Breathtaking! Jide thought. Those eyes that had haunted his dreams were looking straight at him now. He saw the pain and hurt in their depths, and felt his heart melt, they also tore at his heart, Jide realised then, that he was probably the one who put them, he felt a sudden urge to make them smile once again.
‘am sorry Daisy…’ he was saying when Daisy giggled again and made to stand up.
Jide rolled his eyes in resignation and moved to stand in front of her, then tried to pull her down but she resisted.
‘no no, i want to go my room’ she cried.
‘okay’ Jide said and stood upright.
Daisy thrust out her left hand and smiled.
‘take me to my room then’ she said.
Jide took the offered hand and pulled her up effortlessly, thinking that she was getting sober, only for her to begin another number of hers.
This time she was humming loudly and un-rhythmically to the chorus of ‘Apologise’ by Timbaland.


Jide sighed as he half dragged and half carried his drunk wife to her
room, wondering what song she was humming to this time.
Daisy however, did not relent on her musical rendition as she staggered helplessly all the way to her room.
Jide sighed again and wondered where Daisy pulls out all this songs. Not that he knew exactly what this particular one was about or who sang it.
And so man and wife staggered in the hallway towards Daisy’s room, but when they got infront of her room, the door was locked and Daisy could not tell where the key was so Jide led her to this study instead and lay her on his bed. He pulled out her heeled shoes, covered her with a blanket, switched off the lights, quietly closed the door of his study and made for the parlour. Daisy however had not stopped singing when he left.
As he passed her room, he wondered why she would lock her door and where she had misplaced her keys. A funny character she was. Jide concluded and continued on his way, thanking God that she was safe atleast.
‘so much for getting married’ he scoffed, as he lay down to sleep on the settee after putting off the television.