Thursday, 22 February 2018


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……….

Wednesday, 21 February 2018


There is a popular saying that “women are the weaker vessel but” ………Today I want to celebrate my girlfriend; a woman who stood by me against all odds. We impoverish gossips in our ears, which made us stronger than the average. Who could have thought it would work between both of us? Two good players destined to meet and couldn’t beat each other to the game thus choose to calm down else…..

It was a friend’s house party exactly five years ago. I was new in town thus the capacity to lie was great. I was anything I wanted you to believe I was. Nothing can be verified about me. I wasn’t just recent I was also loving and jovial. I was that man a woman wanted to listen to. I don’t crack jokes but never a boring moment around me. My height isn’t that intimidating but that was the least you wanted your boyfriend to be. A little athletic, and an intimidating accent……. An accent you can’t really place because it belongs to no known tribe or country. I was all around the party, moving from one spot to another like I was the host. I stopped over at balcony as I saw a lady sitting at the edge smoking a cigarette mostly men smoke. I walked up to her and initiated a conversation, and that was how I got stuck for the next 24 hours. My name is Josiah and my friends call me the chief reverser. It wasn’t that I needed to change all forward movement to backward but I can change everything around you without being part of it. You will get to know more about me as we progress. 

Boma needed someone new. Not a regular face in town who knew all her escapades and can confirm her expertise thus I was a good catch. She heard about the party and was told some new dudes in town will be attending. She projected herself like an enlightened bad girl. A fantasy many men crave for. Her carriage was heavenly as her body structure was magnificent. Her curves were perfect for the cloth she wore and a lovely perfume will kill the smell of the cigarette in seconds. We sat for a while on the balcony and in ten minutes I was smoking a stick of cigarette (a habit I quit six years ago). I wasn’t intimidated but I was confused. I was thinking to myself if I being the headmaster of this game was meeting my match or a grand master today. I wanted to stand up many times but the smile kept me sitting.
It was at the point of giving a toast that my friends noticed I haven’t been in circulation. I was kept at the edge with a conversation I never intended it would last. Kelvin peeped into the balcony and called me to come give the vote of thanks and toast thus I stood up to go. She called me back and gave me a kiss with a “don’t stay too long, don’t wanna miss you”. That was the shortest toast I ever gave in my life. I was straight to the point and in less than five minutes I was in front of my future to the best of my knowledge. The house was getting scanty and it was time for us to go. We both drove to the party, so the parking lot was the departure. I thought to myself if I should initiate a sleep over, but it seems to me that will be too fast. We had walked together to the parking lot with a second and third kiss with a bye when she called me that she couldn’t find her car keys. We searched for these keys as we went back upstairs. Searched in-between the chairs and under the tables but we didn’t see the keys. The only option left was for her to come pick the car tomorrow. So I can drop her at home. 

The complains started getting me bored, from the fact she wouldn’t like her spare key to be somewhere she doesn’t know to the fact that leaving the car at my friends place will alter her movement tomorrow. I calmed her down all the way home and when we got to her house, she ushered me in like it was my right. I was seated on the couch as she was trying to put on the air conditioner and set the TV channel to whatever channel. Asked me if I cared for a drink which I declined then she slowly moved towards me as she opened her legs across my body and buried a long kiss. I dipped my hands into her hair and felt a metal there. She stopped and said just leave my car keys there. The only way to bring you home was to declare it missing. The rest of the night was a royal rumble. We tumbled ourselves thoroughly exploring every opening in our bodies. Protection was misplaced and like wild animals we delve from two rounds to round four. It was eternal and if asked I will want this again. 

I woke up in excitement but I had to rush home else my cousin will be late for work. I came in his car. We drove to my cousin’s place together and took a cab to my friends place to pick her car. We got home and sleep was a necessity then her phone rang. Her cousin was coming to her house for the weekend. Her name is Genevieve. That’s the woman I cannot do without……… and the woman I am celebrating today.

Friday, 27 October 2017


How could he possibly tell her that he was a carrier?
It seemed impossible to have missed such an important detail. Gabby's parents are such meticulous people, and they transferred a little bit of that trait to Gabby. She's done series of tests all her life, so she knew without a doubt her health status.
Gideon on the other hand, besides the usual malaria and typhoid tests every now and again, has done only one other test. His medical during his registration into the University. He felt like slapping himself because he just remembered that he paid his way through and was given a guess analysis of the result.
The drive home seemed to take forever which was a good thing because he wasn't really in so much of a hurry to get there in the first place. But he had to. The earlier the better.
Gabby and their moms have been super busy lately planning a-talk-of-the-town wedding. They want everything to be on point. Although, having hired a trusted event planning company (Kemaliz), they're still following to make sure every tiny detail is on point.
Gabby wants to own her own consulting firm, but plans to attain that have been put on hold until after their wedding.
She has to go on to living her life he thought. She shouldn't put her life on a standstill for something that's not happening anymore. She shouldn't limit..... He snapped out of it when he heard Celine Dion's Because you love me blare from his cell phone. That was Gabby's caller tone. He gave a frail smile as he made to bring the phone from his waist holder.
God! How could he live without this woman whose very existence gives his world so much meaning?
"Hey beautiful. What's up?"
He could feel her excitement from where she was sitting.
"I love it when you call me that. Makes me feel like I'm the most beautiful girl in the world".
Without waiting for a reply, she continued.
"Moms just left not too long ago.... "
They'd both come up with that nickname to address both mothers together.
"...the event planner called to run something by us. Its outta this world babe. And it's going to make our wedding day glamorous. People wouldn't recover on time. I called to run it by you, hear what you have to say and give her a call back. Not that you'd object anyways, I guess I just needed an excuse to hear your voice. How did your day go? Have you gotten the test results? Where are you? How early will you make it home?"
"Haha. Slow down babe..." Yes, she babbles a lot when she's excited you'll have to actually strain to keep up with the conversation. ".....I'm five minutes away from home. Hold your breath, we'll talk about everything when I get home".
Laughing, she said "OK darl. See you in a few. Love you", and with that she was gone.
The tears came in torrents. He held on to the steering for dear life, but it wasn't enough. He pulled to the side curb and parked his car. It felt like he was choking on his own tears and sweat.
He had to pull himself together, and handle the situation like a man. After all, whatever decision he will take will be for their own good. He couldn't put both of them through such painful ordeal. It had to be done.
He took deep breaths, wiped his eyes, and looked himself in the mirror to make sure he didn't look like he'd been crying.
When he felt he was OK, he pulled out of the sidewalk and drove home.
"Sweetie, I'm home".
Like a flash, she sprung herself into his arms, and was kissing him with so much ardor. She planted wet kisses all over his face, his neck. He felt himself go weak on the knees, and knew if he didn't find a seat soon, they'd both be on the floor. While she was still kissing him, he made his way to the couch and dropped them on it.
"I can't wait to be married to you..." she was saying amidst kisses. "...I can't wait to spend the rest of my life as your wife. I can't wait to become Mrs...."
He couldn't let her finish as he deepened the kiss. Slowly, he slid his hands underneath her lacy tank top and found bare boobs. The hardness of her nipple made him hard immediately. He grabbed them with both hands while his mouth still worked magic on hers, swallowing her every moan. She fiddled with his tie until she was able to pull it apart, and found the buttons on his shirt. They flew flying in different directions because she wasn't patient enough. 

In no time, they were both topless, with neither willing to concede. They kissed deep throaty kisses. He bent down, took one nipple in his mouth, and the other between his thumb, and he made her moan, and groan and give tiny shrills. She got up from him, and made for his belt. Impatiently, she drew his trousers and boxers down and freed his already hard self. Slowly, she bent down and took his full length in her mouth, licking and sucking and massaging.
He let out gasps, moans as he wriggled his waist like a little snake on the couch while she drove him crazy bit by bit. As she made to drive him into her he blurted out, "We can't get married".
Talk about wrong timing. He hadn't the slightest idea when that escaped from his lips.
Gabby who didn't think she had heard write stood up and looked him over. "Is that a joke? I hope it is".
"It isn't babe. Please, sit down. We have to talk". They suddenly became conscious of their funny states. She was almost half naked, and he was stark naked. But, what the heck!
She pulled the center table closer and sat on it.
"OK, talk. I'm listening".
But, was she really? Her mind had gone from sane to crazy in an instant. She didn't even know she was thinking straight anymore. She wanted to believe though that he was being Gideon and pulling her legs.
He didn't know where to start from. There was no easy way to say this. There was no right way either, so he was just going to blurt it out and wait for what comes next.
"I collected the result of the tests they ran on me today, and it shows that I'm a carrier "
Her whole senses were on alert at this point. "HIV?"
"God! No. How can you even say that?" He sounded hurt. He felt hurt actually. How can she say that when she's the only girl he's really been with?
"Look, I'm sorry love. But what else can you possibly be carrying if not HIV?"
"I'm a sickle cell carrier. I'm AS, and you're AS too"
"Is that it?", she asked laughing.
"Come on babe, what century are you in? For a minute, you got me worked up and almost scared. But it's not a biggie. We have a thousand and one options. You know what's more, we have money". She stood up and made to pick up from where they left off, but Gideon wasn't having it.
"Listen to me Gabby, I don't think I can. I can't put you through all that heartbreaking tests and activities. I won't also be able to live with myself knowing I'd be responsible for bringing children to this world to suffer"
"Are you sure this isn't about another woman?"
"How could you even say that?", he roared.
She threw herself at him and held on for dear life. She had to make him see reason. She told him of all the countless ways it would work. How there was money to foot all the medical bills they'd incur. How it wasn't that big of a deal to call off their wedding. How their love above all else was going to see them through, but he wasn't having any of it.
As much as there was sense in what she was saying, fate had a way of giving people a huge blow he told her.
She called both parents, but Gideon's mind was made up. There was nothing anybody could do to make him change it. If they all chose to be unreasonable, well, he'd be the voice of reason and stand his ground.
Gabby was broken. She couldn't be around him or the country anymore, so she booked a flight and made for the UK.

Alex used to work at a pet store. She decided to remain in the UK after her studies.
Two months after Gabby arrived in UK, she was still very lonely. Existing rather than living. Nothing amuses her anymore. Life felt way too small. Being a pet lover, she decided to get a dog, maybe two.
Alex was on duty the day Gabby walked in to get the animal. And they struck a conversation. Alex being an all-round free spirit gave Gabby a good laugh after a very long time. She helped her pick out the animal, and before Gabby left, she invited her over for dinner at her place.
Alex got there quite on time. Gabby had just returned from the grocery store, when the bell went off. She welcomed her to her home, Alex offered to make dinner with her. Together they sell 4th about the kitchen, laughing like old friends, sharing stories, experiences, and memories.
Gabby didn't know when she did it, but she found she'd told Alex everything about her breakup with Gideon. Suddenly, she burst into tears. She felt transparent. She felt open, but at the same time, she felt relief. Turned out all she needed after all was a good ear. Alex rushed to her side, gave her a hug whilst whispering soothing words into her ear, assuring her that everything would be fine. Telling her that she had found a friend in her. How she was going to share in her pain. How...
She pulled back, held Gabby's shoulder, raised her jaw up to stare into her eyes, and.....
And that was going to be the beginning of Gabby's journey into revenge and a bitter comeback