In a short while the doorbell came on and I knew Genevieve was around. I tried to rearrange myself to create a great impression as a boyfriend to her cousin thus my composure was smooth. Boma opened the door for her and behold a beauty that came in under the sun. My glare was imminent as both of them knew I was astonished by the beauty I saw. They were not surprised anyway as they claimed later …… everyone is always surprised. I stood up to greet her as a welcome gesture and gave compliments on her beauty immediately. We all laughed as they left me in the living room for the bedroom and kitchen after a while. Boma did most of the cooking thus Genevieve was with me in the living room. She came in for an interrogation I guessed. From how long have you been dating my sister, to how serious are you guys, do you have any plans for the future, and what do you do, etc. The questions were basis for our conversation so the sitting together was professionally interactive. Every bit of time saw Boma coming out to get a kiss from me. I felt it was becoming a spite but she said it to her cousin’s face………. Don’t collect this one again from me. I laughed as I said baby I’m with you but within I was gone with Genevieve.
Her phone rang which distracted our conversation a little. She was on the phone with her friend Gloria(I found out her name afterwards anyway) she told Gloria she is sitting in front of him right now and after a while she gave me her phone and said I should just say hi to her friend. I did that without a thought but the friend asked me a question “how adventurous are you”…… I said without a thought “deeper than National Geographic” we both laughed. Then explore Genevieve. And the line went off. At this point it seemed to me like it was a set up
I didn’t know what to believe any longer. I was tangled in the web of three women, two around me and a third one controlling the tempo. I thought I was a master, these are grandmasters. I walked into the kitchen to join Boma and kisses nearly got the stew burnt. She needed to fry some things thus I had to go back into the living room. I stopped talking with Genevieve as both of us kept on watching the television like the program was interesting. She kept on exposing her legs, the impeccable beauty of the slightly bowed legs with a leg chain. She will look at me sometimes and find out I was spying on her. After a short while she said let’s make a story together. I pretended I didn’t hear. Silence means consent she said, then we started talking like media personnel. Who’s writing the script? I asked. She said she is writing it. I asked if it was exterior or interior….. hmm both exterior and interior she said. Day or night? Both she said. When are we shooting I asked? Tonight she said and then the plotting began. She picked my phone and dialled her number. Told me to save with another name. Then she said I should go join her cousin in her room as she was about to shower. I did as the script explained and the next thing was a text message on my phone. The inquisitiveness of Boma made her want to read the message and it goes thus “oh boy de come house now now abeg, make yawa no gas”. That’s a guy’s conversation and she said I should call my friend to find out what was wrong. I called but Genevieve didn’t pick. In ten minutes I was on my way out of the house back to my friends place. I got home and my friends were surprised I came back. everybody needed to hear the story. I sat down to narrate my ordeal but I know I couldn’t because I wasn’t sure what was happening. Hmm I said and my phone rang. It was Genevieve calling; as I picked up the call I heard Boma’s voice …… baby are you home? I answered yes and acted surprised with whose number is this? She said it was Genevieve’s number and that even Genevieve needs to leave her tonight. I asked what happened and she said we will talk about it later. The call ended and I sat down thinking of what I am getting myself into. The whole scenarios started playing through my head again.
A text message came through to my phone with send your address…… I did in a hurry. All these while I’ve been building a way out if this is a setup but in all sincerity I have nothing to loose.
Twelve minutes after the message was delivered I got a message again with I’m at the gate. I told my friend to go help me open the gate so I won’t face the tragedy or ……… and I discovered the small errand was becoming a rage. I stepped out to discover they both knew themselves before. I walked into the situation and my friend asked me ……… oh boy where you know this girl from and confidently I said she is my girlfriend. He said over his dead body and I angrily walked out with her to get a place to sleep that night. When we got to the hotel room she started the story of what really happened between herself, my friend and my friend’s dad. Then I knew I needed to explore deepest……….