Donigspain - S01 E16

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Donigspain - S01 E16

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 16

To say I was stunned would very

much be an understatement. In

fact, I was taken out of

consciousness; my mind left my

body as a result of the situation I

just met. After the passing of a

few seconds of silence, I

composed myself as I took a sit

quite opposite to hers. Mike, on

the other hand, was not present

in the sitting room at that

moment but I later got to know

he went to have his bath when

he came into the sitting room

with a towel tied round his

waist. I was very keen to study

his reaction whenever he comes

back as this would give me a

pointer to the reason why Nkeiru

would be sitting here at the

moment without me having a

prior knowledge.

”Haa, Spain, wetin you dey do

here? I think say you suppose

don go training (Pepsi Football

Academy),” Mike asked with a

visibly shocked outlook.

”No, I no wan go today. Coach

Eke travelled for their meeting so

training no go make sense

today,” I replied him.

All these while Nkeiru just sat

there with her eyes fixed on the

TV. We all just sat there as if it

was a gathering of the dumb

when it was obvious Mike had

nothing more to say after my

reply. The silence was broken

when Mike’s eleven years old

youngest sister came into the

room and hugged me in her

usual playful manner before

making a destructive statement…

”bro Spain how are you? You no

dey visit us again. Since last week

I never see you. It’s not good o.

Ehee, you don see aunt Nkeiru

brother Mike’s wife?”

If the eyes were to be a gun I

think the fiery look in Mike’s eyes

would’ve fired her to dust.

”Yes, I’ve seen her. I think she

fine well well,” I replied her while

maintaining my composure. The

little girl now left me and went to

play with Nkeiru.

I must compliment myself for the

level of maturity I played out that

day. One of my greatest

strengths is my ability to

maintain calmness even when

my heart is ablaze. Am very much

good in temperament

management. You may call it

pretence if you like but I chose to

call it emotional intelligence. Yes,

I know am yet to give a

description of my personality.

The first thing you would notice

about me is that am an introvert.

I exhibit two temperaments:

melancholy (60%) and choleric

(40%). I’m very straightforward

though some people misconcept

it as blunt; reserved which some

view as timid and; bureaucratic

often perceived as arrogance.

Enough about me jor.

We spent a few more minutes in

silence with our eyes fixated on

the TV before Nkeiru finally stood

up and told Mike she wanted to

go home. She walked past me

without saying a word to me as

she made it out of the room.

Mike followed her in order to see

her off. At last the room is empty.

I held my jaw as I tried to digest

all that had happened. Oh why,

Mike why, I mourned. Why would

Mike, of all people, be the one to

stab me at the back? Someone I

saw as the brother I never had.

One who I would willingly put

down my life for. One who I had

risked my body, received pains

meant for him several times and

even ready to do more. The devil

is wise enough to have used one

who I could not afford to

revenge. Why Mike? Hmmm, it

was later as I became more

experience that I learnt of the

unfamous tradition amongst

guys. The tradition that ‘the

tendency of your girl cheating on

you with a friend is higher

especially if the said friend played

a role in linking you two

together’ or better put ‘the guy

that helped you get that girl is

most likely going to be the one

that will also cause the breakup

of the relationship.’

I sat there and waited until Mike

returned. I knew he expected

questions from me, I also knew

he must have prepared a

plausible lie for me. So I simply

never asked him. I chatted him

up with other trivial issues

before I finally went back home.

From that day I awoke to the fact

that I had lost Nkeiru. Going to

school was no longer appealing

and so I managed to finish SS2

second term before I finally told

my parents I won’t be resuming

in that school come third term. I

lied to them that the teachings

there would not be enough to

prepare me the upcoming WAEC

and thus I should be enrolled

into an extra mural lesson centre,

to which they accepted without

much questioning. I bumped into

Nkeiru on many occasions at

Mike’s house with each

experience always leaving a scar

on my heart but my perfect

pretence deceived Mike into

believing I was not hurt.

Sometimes, he did gist me on

their romance even when he

finally slept with her, SMH.

The experience left me with this

never-trust-a-lady lesson which

together with the quest for

adventure led me into various

sexcapades as will be revealed in

the subsequent updates/

episodes.