The Bonny Island Massacre - S01 E05

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The Bonny Island Massacre - S01 E05

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 5

Yvonne’s sleep was interrupted by the buzz of her phone, and it was not even the alarm. She opened her eyes and saw that she was cocooned in Femi’s arms. Since she got back from Abuja, they had been spending their days and nights together, even though they have only gotten as far as cuddling. She stretched and maneuvered her body across his to get her phone lying on the bedside table. She slides to receive the call, and heard a voice that she only heard on television, but never up close.

“Kudos to you, Yvonne Ngegwu. You have shown your claws, I was beginning to believe you were really an angel” the voice said in cold calmness. Yvonne felt the coldness of the words run down the length of her spine.

Yvonne: “Ma’am Daisy, so good to hear from you. I didn’t know you had my number. What a wakeup call, one would think we are lovers” she said sarcastically, and bent to place a kiss on Femi, who seemed to be rousing from sleep. She left the bed quietly and tiptoed to the bathroom.

Daisy: “Oh smartass. Congratulations, you stopped me from coming with Daisy Advertising to Port-Harcourt. You must be proud of yourself, well I hope you are ready because my gloves are off, seeing as I am not dealing with a little defenseless girl. It was nice talking to you” she said and before Yvonne could fashion a rebuttal, she heard the dead tone; Daisy had hung up on her. She stared at the phone with surprise, somewhere in the recesses of her mind, was worry over what Daisy would do. She opened the door, and came face to face with Femi.

Yvonne: “Oh sweetheart, you are up” she said nervously, while Femi watched with puzzled expression.

Femi: “Is there a reason you are nervous?” he asked, his eyes on her fingers which were coiling and uncoiling around her phone.

Yvonne: “I am not nervous, just feeling under this morning. Think you can handle the office while I take a day off?”

Femi: “I can handle the office, but what is going on? You were making a call, who was that?” he asked refusing to let it go. Panic came over Yvonne, but she quickly thought of something. She couldn’t possibly tell Femi that she had used her means to stop Daisy. That all the smear campaign Mira was doing on social media, was par her instructions. She also couldn’t tell him about what she did in Abuja.

Yvonne: “It was mother; she has once again reminded me that I am not important to her. She will not be around for my birthday, she would be in Brazil for a summit” she said, remembering the argument she had with her mother last night. It was the reason she had driven to Femi’s house. She cringed at the words she had flung at her mother in anger. She made a note to self, to send an apology to her mother.

Femi: “Oh sorry my love, you will not be lonely on your day, I promise you” he said wrapping his hands around her. The bulge between his legs pressed against her butt, and she was reminded yet again that, she was the reason they were not having sex. It was not any lack of want on Femi’s side. She felt good about being desired by her man.

Yvonne: “You got work” she said and pushed him away softly.

Yvonne dressed up with Femi, and they left the house together, while she left for home, Femi left for Coveteur. On her way home, she got a message on her phone, which she hurriedly checked. It was from Mira, asking her to check the net. She knew the site was a trending site with the latest Naija gist, so she knew there was hot gist waiting for her. But what she saw was not what she expected.

The trending news on the blog was Power Broking; Abuja connection, and her pictures were all over the article, pictures showing her in deep conversation with Raji Lawal, a top politician in the opposition party.

Yvonne: “No, no, no, this is not happening” she said to herself, as she tried to navigate her car through traffic.

The country was sizzling with political tension, the ruling party, AFC, and the opposition party,NPC, were at each other’s throat, and flinging accusations across the fence. It was a bad time to be caught with a politician. Her meeting with Raji, a middle aged politician and Minister of Works, Power and Housing had not been about politics, but about the cold war between her and Daisy. It was the meeting that got Daisy’s license to do business in that building revoked, and many faults were found with the building, so much that Daisy had no choice but to sell it off, and leave Port Harcourt with her tail between her legs.

But now the public was drawing insinuations and soon people would think she was in NPC’s camp. Yvonne had tried all she could to play politics the safe way, and that was, sitting on the fence. Now these pictures were going to destroy her efforts.

Mira was in the office she had been given, going over last minute details of the presentation she was going to do at the meeting with representatives from Darliz, a client they were trying to land. There was a knock on the door, and Femi walked in. One look at his face, Mira knew there was fire on the mountain.

Femi: “What do you know about Yvonne’s Abuja trip?” he fired.

Mira: “You didn’t know about it?” she retorted with a question of her own, acting all innocent.

Femi: “I knew it was for meeting with a potential client, but this politician she is seen with, doesn’t look like a client to me. Then suddenly, Daisy Advertising is experiencing problems with operating in Port-Harcourt and has sold their building? Tell me, Yvonne has nothing to do with this” he said with his hands on his waist.

Mira didn’t want to seem like a traitor to her friend, but she also did not want the new lovebirds to be at peace, so she told Femi what he wanted to know, not with her lips, but with her eyes. She looked guilty as much as she could and averted her eyes coyly.

Femi: “I cannot believe this!” he exclaimed and stormed out of her office. Mira hid laughter with her hands to her mouth. Joy bubbled inside of her as she thought of the implication of Femi finding out what Yvonne had done; he wouldn’t trust her anymore. When trust is gone, relationship is broken.

“Well done Mira. Soon Femi will realize what a mistake he made in going for Yvonne. Such conceited bitch” she thought.

Yvonne of unaware of the state Femi was in, and so, after calling him severally without getting any response, she picked up her car keys and left the house. She drove straight to Femi’s house and met him driving in. When he parked, she alighted from her car and walked up to his car. She had a smile on her lips, which froze in place when Femi got out of the car. His face was stony and he wouldn’t look at Yvonne.

Yvonne: “Femo, what is wrong?”

Femi: “You tell me. Tell me about your Abuja trip and tell me about Daisy Advertising” he said in a cold voice.

Yvonne: “It is not what you think, love” she replied weakly.

Femi: “It is exactly what I think. You lied to me, you flouted my decisions.” He yelled angrily. It was the first time she was seeing him in that state, and she got scared. She moved away from him and gazed with pleading eyes at him.

Yvonne: “I can explain, Femi. Hear me out, ejoo” she pleaded.

Femi: “I don’t think I can trust you. If you could look me in the eyes and lie to me, I definitely cannot trust you” he thundered.

Yvonne: “I did it for Coveteur! Daisy bit more than she could chew. Haba! she sabotaged us and we did nothing about it, should I have allowed her run us out of town?” she yelled, suddenly angry herself. She could not understand why Femi was blowing it out of proportions.

Femi: “Yvonne, I cannot look at you right now. Just get out” he said closing his eyes.

Yvonne: “Femi, I should get out. Alright” she said with finality in her voice as she turned and walked back to her car. She started the ignition and drove out of Femi’s compound with such speed that rose up dust.

Yvonne: “What did I just do?” she soliloquized as she tried to see her way through eyes that shone with unshed tears.

Question: What is going to happen to Yvonne and Femi’s new relationship now that trust is broken? Also How would Daisy avenge what Yvonne did to her?