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Chapter 1
He pounded away.
It was the same away he did it every time…pull my clothes, pull his trousers…suck my n—–s and tell me how beautiful I am before he starts pounding. I looked at him with his yes closed and wondered what must have made me like him. It definitely wasn’t his money; I was a lot richer than him….maybe it was because he was funny?
I looked at him as he closed his eyes and beads of sweat formed above his brows; all I could wish for was for his to c-m on time. Today was to special for me to stop him halfway. Suddenly he let out that all too familiar groan that signaled his much awaited release. His hold on the top of the mattress beside my head became firmer, and then he started his epileptic-like movement as he came.
Acho: Tee, you are so sweet
Me: get up, I have to clean myself, hope your bathroom is clean. Running water?
Acho: Yes it is.
He made himself a cup of milo as I strode along to the bathroom.
Me: So how was your trip to Oshogbo on Wednesday?
Acho: it was okay, my friends send their regards. So where will we go to tonight?
Me: nowhere, I will be going home.
Acho: but its, Friday, no lectures now, lets go and eat fish.
Me: I heard about you and yewande, that you guys have been boinking all over.
I came out of the bathroom, headed into his kitchen to see if I could eat something. Immediately he joined me in the kitchen with rage in his eyes
Acho: I cant believe you are listening to all those bad-belle people that want to see us apart. Wicked and jobless people.
Me: Heartless people!
Acho: you know its only you..
His arms were around me, he started kissing my neck, I could feel his d–k starting to get hard again.
Acho: You know I can never do that to us, I am so lucky to have you.
Me: awwwww adorable.
Acho: so will you go out tonight with me?
Me: How did you happen to be at Oshogbo and Ijebu-ode together?
Acho: I don’t understand you.
Me: My uncle owns an hotel in Ijebu-ode, my cousin is the manager. He saw you come in on Wednesday. He still recognizes you from my birthday party.
Acho: he must be mistaken, I wasn’t at ijebu-ode. He cant be too sure, many people look like me.
Me: anyways, he said he was sure you were gonna deny so he snapped you from a distance, while you were beside the pool with a lady.
I brought out my phone and showed him the pictures.
Me: that is your favorite shorts yeah?…i dunno why you like it sef
Acho was speechless for a while, he wanted to talk but the words seemed elusive.
Me: don’t worry…we are cool.
Acho: I am so sorry, I love you. She was all over me and i…
Me: don’t worry, I understand. Sometimes I can be a difficult gf.
Acho: Tee, we can get through this…I swear it was a one time thing..
Me: is that yewande? She has nice boobs oh.. hope you didn’t tweak her n—–s too much like you do mine? I tell you that s–t hurts..
Acho: babe, stop naa, you are scaring me.
Me: relax Acho..
Acho: if you knew since Wednesday, why are you just telling me now, why allow me make love to you.
Me: first, that wasn’t love making, it was just sex, secondly, I rather break up with you to your face.
Acho: babe please…what will I be without you?
I laughed, there was nothing edible in his kitchen.
Me: now that we have confirmed that you didn’t use the 20k I gave you in Oshogbo, can I have it back? Except you used it for Ijebu-ode..then I understand.
Acho sat down on his mattress, he looked defeated.
Me: see me off to the bus-stop, its time for me to bounce!
Acho: babe, is it really over….i mean just like that?
Me: Yes bae…
I wasn’t sad about the break-up, being single was something I felt was right for me at this moment in time. Moreover, the student union government elections were around the corner, Abayomi wanted to be the President and had approached me to be his vice. Not like I agreed with all his policies or was really crazy about being elected, I saw it as an opportunity to do something’s differently, another icing in the cake is that no igbo-girl had been the vice-president of the school. I liked breaking bounds.
Checking my phone as I got home, I saw 22 missed calls from my Acho, 1 from my dad, and some bbm and whatsapp messages. I called my dad.
Me: goodevening daddy
Dad: evening dear, how are you?
Me: I am fine, I got the alert, thank you.
Dad: when are you coming home? It’s been two months since we saw you, abi lagos they bite you?
Me: dad, you know exams starts in 2 months, I can’t miss any lectures now.
Dad: this has to do with that election abi, your sister told me. Why not just focus on your studies? Remember your school is in the southwest, you don’t stand a chance.
Me: I also know I am a student of the school, with all the qualifications to run for electable positions.
Dad: I hear it’s very violent during elections, cultists and all
Me: I am not a cultist so they have no problem with me.
Dad: okay o, hold on for your mother..
Mum: Tana, my dear..how are you?
Me: I am good mum.
Mum: how are your studies, what of Acho?
Me: studies is good, I and Acho have broken-up.
Mum: what happened? I like that boy o..very respectful.
Does Yewande’s mum utter the same rubbish wherever she is? I thought to myself
Me: I just wanna focus on school now, boys have too much wahala
Mum: that’s good my dear, make sure you go for mass too, only degrees won’t take you to heaven o..
Me: I know ma..mum I have to go now, my indomie is burning..
I felt a pinch of guilt for lying to her, but I had to. She could talk on the phone for hours, I wasn’t in the mood for that now.
I went to the kitchen to make myself some creamy lunch made of cereals when my phone rang, I made up my mind to ignore the call if it was my mum. That woman can worry somebody ehn…
It was Abayomi.
Abayomi: We are to meet some people for fundraising this evening, please you have to be there.
Me: where?
Abayomi: Babis
Me: okay, I will be there boss.
Abayomi: you can bring your boyfriend.
Me: you mean Yewande’s boyfriend..
Abayomi: I don’t understand.
Me: he was f—–g her at my back
Abayomi: that guy ehn, people can be stupid o..how can he cheat on somebody like you. If you had agreed to date me when we were in 100 level, all this rubbish….
Me: how is Toun my friend? I am sure you would never cheat on her
Abayomi: never..now that you are single…
Me: how is Kofo?
Abayomi: why are you asking me about Kofo?
Me: because I know you have been f—–g her behind your girlfriend.
Abayomi: chai, who told you?
Me: I have my sources
Abayomi: me and Kofo are just close friends, you know she helps with our campaign?
Me: by f—–g everybody to vote for us?..loooolz
Abayomi: you know I hate you abi?
Me: I know Abayomi, but its only me that tells you the truth. Toun is my friend, if you don’t call it quits with kofo A.K.A universal charger, I will tell Toun.
Abayomi: you are mean, mean as hell!
Me: I know sugar, that’s why I am your padi-padi
Abayomi: carry your wahala dey go…see you tonight, don’t be late o..
Me: aii bro.. muah
Abayomi: yeye girl.
Abayomi was my best friend; I could do almost anything for him. We almost dated while in 100 level, but he was too serious with school and politics…I liked him because ultimately he was a good guy at heart, had a G.P.A that could make your parent disown you and adopt him and he was kind.
I was surprised when he had insisted I be his vice for the elections. I didn’t think I had the pre-requisites. I am igbo, I don’t have many friends, I was relatively young at 21, I hadn’t ever showed interest in politics. But he had insisted that I would help him swing all the non-Yoruba votes to our camp, because most of them wanted a voice at the government. He also said I was the only one he could trust.
Our opponents was radical figure, his nick-name was National, he had been class-rep of his department since I could remember, he was liked by lecturers and was a good orator. I doubted our chances of defeating him but I had to stand by Abayomi.
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