I met my cousins at home, when I got back from kene's house last Sunday.
I just had to get ready for the headache that comes with having to listen to jaw-breaking pronunciation's and gross bastardization of my dear mother tongue.Little lolu the Six year old rascal kept grabbing my phone. I still wonder how he managed to know my password, he was just to smart for his age. I could still picture his face when he saw me last week.
"Eeew who gave you an hickey?are you getting married soon? " he asked scrunching up his nose. Even though I still wonder how he got to know what an hickey means, well let's blame his dad.
Yes it was kene's doing, he actually gave me an hickey that was so visible for everyone in the world to see, I had to wear turtle necked clothing through out the week so as not to be discovered and questioned. Like what will I tell people if they ask.
Zeebah my tall skinny
Just one thing has been on my mind, as I woke up this morning the same thing has also been on my mind the entire week. The thoughts were inevitable, has he keeps popping into my mind everytime and it's really hard not to think of him.I woke up feeling good, I had plans like real plans. I'm visiting kene today and it was not a surprise visit, he's fully aware.We both agreed it should be on a Saturday.I was meant to take Zeebah to Lagos State University today for her indigene verification screening. But I made Alonge go with her and thank God Lolu insisted on going with them. Mum just went out for an important meeting involving school founders.I decided to go out looking all natural and simple, Makeup wasn't really my thing. I styled my natural hair into my favourite style, the pineapple bun. It made me look too cute not pretty. I slipped into my purple and pink patterned jumpsuit, combining it with a lo
I still don't understand how the motorbike hit him and I couldn't understand how he was still standing on his feet. The only thing I could understand was, it should have been me.I should have been the one limping not him, Why did he have to push me away.With my eyes already clouded with tears, I hurried along following him back to where the car was parked. The crowd already dispersed like the way they appeared."Are you okay? Can I drive? " I asked, as we were already close to the car.It was like he was snubbing me, well it was my fault I made him bring me here, now someone got hurt."Kene..." I drawled out, trying to make him talk to me."Just get in " he replied, opening the car.***I was surprised when he parked right in front of my house. I stared at the familiar green gate, and I faced Kene immediately giving him a questioning loo
Everywhere was bubbling, the makeup artist was almost done with her job.Uchechi kept trying to make me laugh and I did immediately she commentedon the dimple at my backside, it was a little bit below my waist. The body con grown I was wearing did justice to my shape, like it fitted like glove."Slay Queen. Boss madam" Uchechi kept making me laugh.We both laughed at any opportunity we found to make fun of each other."You better leave me " I said trying not to laugh as I checked myself out in the mirror.The navy blue off shoulder gown I was wearing made me look too pretty, the shinning stones on it made the cloth look lovely, the nude heels I was to wear with it wasn't too high and not too low, it was just perfect and fit for the occasion. Uchechi wasn't looking bad herself, she was absolutely slaying with the black armless jumpsuit she was wearing.Today is the ha
The news was already everywhere, like a wild fire. Everyone knows now.I was born deaf, you might be wondering how?I have an ear impairment, I can't hear with my left ear. My right ear is the only functioning one. And there is a probability I might go deaf soon.Kene knows all this, I can't believe he shared my secrets with Ada. I hate him so much.Mum and Dad left this morning after I convinced and assured them I was fine.Dad wasn't bothered, maybe he didn't want to show it, but I guess it was my fault, I trusted kene too much. How I wish I could just turn back the hands of time.Mum tried to make me talk to Kene before she left, but I already made up my mind."I think you should hear what he has to say." she had said dropping off a strange book on my laps"***"Wow.... You are really strong, I never thought
Today being Saturday, we both agreed to make Akara balls (Bean cake) for breakfast. i could feel his eyes on me as we both picked the beans, I bet he was observing the billions of hickeys he splattered on my neck and shoulders. I had to resist the urge to look in the mirror, I wasn't ready to see those disgusting bruises.We were still picking the beans when he moved closer to steal another kiss. I immediately pushed him away, laughing out loud at the way he fell into the bowl of beans."That's not fair " he said pouting his lips and coming closer again.I covered my mouth, trying to stop the laughter. But I couldn't."What's not fair ? " I asked, raising my head up."As if you are the one with the swollen lips, it's like you are not hungry abi " I asked.****Even though, we spent almost an hour picking the beans. We were already done with t
Mum's death wasn't a dream after all, like I hoped, It hit me really had. I was devastated and I still felt numb. Her death stripped me off my emotions. I felt sick, terrible and alone.I still wish it was a naughty prank or a nightmare.She should have told me, Dad also kept it from me. I knew something was wrong. She keeping to herself and then the handing over ceremony. I was angry I didn't figure it out.She had Acute Lymphatic Lymphoma. Lymphoma. A form of Cancer that affects the lymph nodes that produces the white blood cells, which are the key elements against infection in the body's immune system.She refused treatment, if she had told me. I would have convinced her. And made her change her mind immediately. I would have stayed by her taking care of her every needs as she once did to me.But she kept suffering in silence till it reached stage four. The highest and last stage of
Few Months laterMum's death left me with a large hole in my heart but I was doing a good job of feeling up the space with sweet memories.My love for Kene waxed even stronger, with my feelings growing deeper. Alonge had relocated to Ogun state when he couldn't convince me to come home. He couldn't bear staying at home with just dad, it reminded him too much of all the times he spent with mum around.I was still angry with my dad. He didn't have the right to take away the last moments with my mum away from me but I missed him and at the same time wanted to go back home. But I just couldn't, even though I have the urge to.KeneHis name leaves a small smile on my lips and makes my heart dance in excitement, his voice alone makes butterflies swim in my tummy. He has been there for me all through, during my mood swings and what not. They say, all men have their needs and Kene was definitely
Kene finally convinced me to go with him to his parents house today, His mum wasn't an issue but his Dad was, I have never met the man before and I'm not ready to.Kene's dad is a retired soldier, and with the stories I've heard about soldiers. I can't and I don't want to imagine myself discussing with the old man. But I've no choice since I already promised to go with him today. Today being Friday, I dawned on a Wine Ankara off the shoulder gown with a little dust of gold on it, matched with a pair of black Sandals. I looked too simple, but who cares it's a Friday and hash tag a public holiday. "Why are you dressed in a maternity gown? " kene asked as he got down from the stairs. His blue denim shirt and pant's were really looking good on him not to talk of the sparkling white sneakers.This boy is fine o.. "This is not a Maternity gown" I replied as I got up from the last
I honestly haven't imagined falling in love before and I never planned to fall in love with Sandra. She has been running through my mind all day. It was so unusual and also unbelievable. It is like seeing a ten foot giant falling down with just a slight push.Who would have ever thought or imagined, do playboys and cassanova's fall in love. The realization was quiet shocking. I kept noticing her beauty everyday, I looked forward to speaking to her everday. She lightens up my mood, she makes me laugh than I usually do. I can not really explain the excitement I get when she starts up a conversation with me. She was still bothered about her dad and mum's break up, but I was glad she was taking it well, like she has come to accept it. I really care about Sandra now, I know I will soon be leaving their house, I already started having a longing feeling.If this was truly the feeling of love I think I like it already. I felt high and
Harmattan came so fast this year. The wind kept on blowing dusts around. The weather was cold, my lips kept getting dry and I licked it at intervals. Sandra and I were taking a public transport to her parents home, Alex was already there waiting for us."A lip gloss will help out than you licking it every seconds," Sandra said, glaring at me. I chuckled softly, watching her closely, one thing I noticed was that this lady keeps getting beautiful each day.I smiled widely, biting my dry lips. Christmas was in a few weeks time. I was spending this week with Alex's family. And they were spending next week with I and my family, that was simply friendship goals. I got transferred to a private school successfully, thanks to my dad. So I have no problem with the scorpion cultism group, they could go and look for another asset for all I care."Why are you smiling Dumbi?" Sandra asked, raising an eyebrow
I didn't even bother waiting for weekend before I left school, yeah things were already getting bad. I could hardly move around school without sensing I was being watched. I knew I had to do something before it got worst.Mum was kind of shocked to see me at home during the weekends, she thought I came to inform her about another baby mama, but when she saw the stressed look on my face she immediately called the doctor, assuming I was sick."Mum, you do should have called Doctor Baileys, I am not sick." I drawled out face palming."But you look sick to me, your body temperature is a little bit higher than normal to me." She replied, rubbing my temples"But mum, that does not mean I am sick." I whisphered."No, at all. I am not accepting your words, not until Doctor Baileys confirms you are healthy." Mum said with a final note."Alright mum, where is dad
I woke up this morning feeling refreshed, I was kind of excited and happy, I and Sandra has gotten more closer than before surprisingly."I have been noticing something about you Dumbi, recently." Alex said, looking at me weirdly. I rolled my eyes at him."Alex, please what are you noticing." I asked, buttoning up the black shirt I just wore."It is surprising me though, most time you act like a lady on her periods. It is unusual to see you this happy." Alex replied."Is it not a good thing to be happy?" I asked."Of course it is," He replied."Anyways, we are going to the beach today, will you love to come with us?" he asked."We? As in you and who?" I asked instead.He faced palmed and I rolled my eyes."Sandra and I of course." he replied."Oh! That is fine. I w
My mind hasn't been at rest since last night, the pictures on Sandra's what's App status haunted my dreams through out the night, I was not even able to get enough sleep, plus I did not even know when I fell asleep. Last night was just short, like just too short. Maybe we had a longer day and a shorter night yesterday. I stretched fully on my soft plush bed. Yawning loudly."Just swallow us, do you hear?" Alex said out loud.I chuckled instead of replying him."I thought you were never going to wake up, sleep has spoilt you." Alex taunted.I rolled my eyes, as I sat up on my bed."Alex!" I exclaimed loudly."What!" he responded, chuckling loudly."Were you not supposed to say Good morning." I scolded with a frown on my face."See this one, you will tell me the day you turned to my mummy
"Dumbi." Sandra called, but I didn't dare look back. I just continued walking faster. I was really surprised to see her outside the class. It was clearly obvious she has been waiting for me, for a long time. I just wasn't in the mood to talk or listen to her. Alex keeps telling me I am being childish, but who cares."Dumbi just give me five minutes of your time," she yelled out.I sighed heavily before pausing, I turned around to face her."Okay, just five minutes. Nothing more." I said, crossing my arms around my chest."Thank you." she whisphered, I let my gaze rove over her. I did not like what I was seeing at all. She was wearing a baggy shorts and an over sized T shirt."I'm so sorry Dumbi for what I said to you last time, I seriously don't know what came over me the other day. I simcerely apologize. Please don't be mad at me." she whisphere
Few weeks later.Going back home every weekends has become part of me, that being the reason why I am at home right now."Dumbi!" My dad called, appearing at my doorsteps."I'm coming, just give me a seconds or even a minute." I replied, getting up to change my clothes.I followed my dad all the way downstairs, looking up to his head, I could see he already dyed it again. Well this man has been refusing to grow old."We are expecting some visitors today," Dad said as we both walked down the stairs."What type of visitors?" I asked curiously."And whose visitors are they?" I asked again, pausing at the last stair case."Maybe August visitors, or how do you people call it. But do you remember Tara Gold?" Dad asked."Yes, I do remember her, what does she has to do with the visitors?" I
You know one thing people say about falling in love, they say it is the best thing that ever happened to them. But then why do people who were once in love divorced, is it that love is like a drug that wears of or something. This one that everyone around me are falling in love.Yeah, I and Sandra has been at loggerheads at each other. We rarely see each other face to face, we were like fire and water, we must not cross paths.I left my room having it in mind I was going to a pepper soup joint to enjoy life. The pepper soup joint wasn't a cheap restaurant, one has to spend a lot. Mostly, only the rich go there to eat."Dumbi for the girls," A voice called out as I stepped foot into the restaurant. The restaurant as this touch of homely, welcoming look. Christmas decorations were already over it. It was a beautiful sight to behold.I looked closely at the guy, and real
The love sickness or should we call it the love flu seems to be affecting all my friends. But not me, what is love? To me love is stupid. How can you tell me you fell in love? You mean you fell stupidly in love.Love was not for me, but ladies were for me."Dumbi," My mum called out loudly.I groaned loudly, she was probably about to send me on an errand as usual. Just leave it to mum to never stop disturbing me, I removed my ear phones that were plugged into my ears, I got up from bed slugglishly, being the last born in the family has its good and bad. The good was that you get to enjoy a lot of love and lots of pampering. But the bad was that you get to do stuffs like, doing house duties and chores, run errands and all other annoying stuffs. I jogged down the stairs, after making sure I tied the strings of my joggers tightly."Dumbi!"my mum yelled again, well Nigerian mothers has this habit o