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The more the days rolled by, the more difficult it was for me to cope with the breach in communication. The situation was still in status quo; calls not going through, messages not delivering, I kept looking at my phone every now and then to see if she would message or call me atleast, if only wishes were horses. I was left with no option other than going over to her place to check on her.
So I’ve been to her house a few times, though mostly in the evenings when we’d have finished our outings, and I’d see her off; but I’ve not had to enter the compound nor the house, as we usually parted ways a few meters from the house. At this point, I didn’t care if I had been there or not, if I was going to meet her parents or other family members; I just wanted to get to see my lady again, and atleast get the chance to explain myself or who Stephanie was.
Where was I going to start from? Like how would I convince her that the message wasn’t what she thought it was, or that there was nothing going on between Stephanie and I; atleast not anymore? How would I regain her trust?… On the other hand, if the tables were turned, how would I have reacted? Would I still be able to trust her after seeing such a message on her phone?… So many questions were just going through my head.
That aside, she once mentioned that they had a dog in their compound; what if the dog is not chained, and is left to roam the compound looking for strangers to devour? how am I supposed to convince the dog that I’m not a stranger?… Wait!!! Why are all of these things now bothering me? All I need to do is look nice, walk up to her and tell her I’m sorry and explain things to her as they were.
It was a sunny afternoon in the oil city of Warri, you know that kind of sunshine that usually precedes a heavy downpour; but it wasn’t going to rain today of all days, or so I hoped. I wore a neatly starched black native attire, my white sneakers, combed my hair and applied gel on it. I wore my body spray, and a mixture of my regular cologne and oil based perfume; I prefer to confuse people as to what perfume I’m wearing, so I like the cocktail😉. I needed to look and smell my best, just in case I’d have to encounter or meet any of her family members; first impression they say matters. I hopped into the next available keke from my street junction and began my journey to the great grass sea.
It didn’t take me long to locate the house, and yes! they had a dog in the compound; I could hear it bark from behind the gates like someone was trying to steal her puppies or something. But that was not the real problem at hand; I thought I felt what seemed like rain drops as I walked towards the house, like today of all days😩. I knocked on the gate like a true gentleman, kpo! kpo!! kpo!!! The gateman peeped through the small opening on the pedestrian gate and asked who I was looking for; I told him I was looking for my friend, mentioned her name and asked him if she was home as I would love to see her. He told me he would have to go confirm from her before letting me in.
As he closed the opening and walked away, it was as if he unlocked the flood gates of heaven. People of God!!before I could say Jack, it started pouring heavily, like I could still hear the footsteps of the gateman as he had to run so as not to get wet. So there I was, standing before the gate, under the rain, allowing myself to be drenched totally. I mean, I couldn’t leave because I was expecting a response from the gateman whether to come in or not; what if it was when I left to go seek shelter that he returned and now found me absent? Ofcourse I didn’t want to be like those foolish virgins in the Bible, so I’d rather wait patiently for my appointed time of miracle. 😭😭😭
Firstofulst, the rain washed the starch from the black native, and made me look like a low budget zebra. The gel on my hair wasn’t left out, as my face suddenly became like one of those warriors in a Nigerian epic movie sent on a mission to the evil forest to go get the eye of an eagle. All the prestige and self confidence I came with from home were also washed away; but there I stood, waiting patiently… The things we do for love…💕💞
The rain finally subsided after about 10mins; at this time, I was already shivering. All that kept me going was the hopes of seeing her any moment from now. The gateman finally came back, opened the small opening and handed me a note… It read thus;
I don’t ever want to see you again.. Go back to your Stephanie
This is the point where I’m supposed to wake up and realize it was all a dream, but no, it was happening for real. I wished for the ground to swallow me up… I looked up to the heavens and couldn’t help but wonder.. Why always me?