Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 15
I reached out to my babe in
order to hold her hand but she
coldly withdrew her hand from
me. Nkeiru’s sudden unexpected
behavioural disposition really did
place me in a state of
discombobulation as I tried so
hard to figure out where I might
have erred. My thoughts
immediately scanned all possible
scenerios where I might have
unknowingly wronged her but
yet I was unable to pinpoint any.
Hmmm, could it be that any of
her friends saw me and
Chinecherem posing for
pictures? Has Chinecherem gone
to lie to her behind my back that
I was dating her? Should it be
because I left her all alone to go
and represent my ‘house’ in their
track events? What is really
happening?
I was still deep in thoughts when
I heard her telling Mike that she
is going home now. Next thing,
she stood up and left the
restaurant without even saying
goodbye to me.
”Mike, what’s wrong with
Nkeiru? Is she alright?” I asked
Mike who by now is eating up
his remaining moi-moi.
”I don’t know o… Maybe
something dey vex her. Na so
girls dey behave sha. Just leave
am for now,” Mike adviced with
a mouthful of moi-moi.
His advice was good but I still
wasn’t comfortable with the
whole situation. This was a girl I
left in his care just moments ago
in a lovey dovey state but am
presently confronted with totally
different emotions altogether. I
later went home in a sad mood
not just because I was snubbed
but also due to the fact that I
was yet to take pictures with her.
Money I had saved for over three
months in preparation for this
day.
If only I had much experience
then, I would’ve confronted her
with questions and possibly
settled whatever issue that might
have caused her to exhibit such
character towards me. Anyways,
I was still empirically ignorant of
the role direct communication
plays in relationships. Poor me, I
was in love but without
experience.
Mike was quite supportive, or so
I thought, as he did fed me with
lots of theories on how to
manage the present situation.
One of his advice was that I
should relax and give her time to
sort out whatever the problem
was since I seem not to be at
fault anywhere.
”Just let her be for now. Don’t try
asking her so many questions o.
You know as girls dey behave.
The more you ask her the more
she go think say you dey at fault.
Abeg, na you be the man for here
o. No just go dull yourself,” Mike
preached while I nodded in
agreement like an agama on
heat.
With that advice I never asked
Nkeiru nor did I walked up to her
to clarify issues as I waited for
her to ‘sort’ herself out of
whatever was bothering her.
Gradually, days turned into
weeks and it automatically
seemed like we were quarrelling
and also avoiding each other. I
deeply wanted all these to stop
but my ego would be deflated if I
talked to her first. I was so dying
within. Oh, did I forgot to tell us I
loved Nkeiru not only with my
heart but I also boxed my mind
and sent it as a parcel to her. My
first true love!
Atlast, I had had enough of this
whole bullshit. I was becoming
more and more crazy with each
tick tock sound of the clock. I
braved up one sunny afternoon
with the decision to go tell Mike
that I will no longer wait for her
to finish the ‘sorting’ as it is
taking longer than expected and
thus I will be confronting her in
school the next day. With a
boiling heart I ran to Mike’s
house which was not too far
from ours. I never bothered to
observe the female sandals I saw
at the entrance neither did I
knocked. I simply barged into
their sitting room and right there
I met the greatest shock of my
life. There, yes, right there, on
that flower-designed brown
double-sofa was Nkeiru, my love,
relaxing happily while watching
television.
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