I’ve been staring at the blank space upon which I’m typing for over an hour now and I can tell you that I AM LOST. It all looks strange to me seeing that I’ve not been here for weeks now.
All of these feels new to me, so you’ll forgive me if I type like a novice because that’s exactly how I’m feeling.
Now playing: Oluchukwu by Morris Jehty.
It would be rude of me to make this blog post without asking HOW ARE YOU? If your answer is the usual ‘I’m fine’, I hope from the bottom of my heart that you’re genuinely fine.
I apologize terribly for my inconsistency, it has been on purpose. I procrastinated a lot till I got here and I don’t think I ever want that to happen again because I missed this place. My safe haven that coincidentally got me nominated for an award at the department. It would never have been possible without you. Thank you💜
Now playing: I love you by Jonathan McReynolds.
I love this song and how it puts me in my feelings because it’s a constant reminder that God never left me.
I witnessed a little child get hit by the bus I was in, she went under the bus and I had never experienced fear as much as I did during this hit. Thankfully, she survived.
During this last week, I heard something that made my heart cut, I usually read about it on twitter but never in my lifetime did I think that it would happen to someone I know.
For the sake of this narration, the characters will be referenced as single letters.
A – female character who is old enough.
B – male character who is older.
Other minor characters will be included later on.
It so happened that A and B had been in a relationship for quite a while now and they participated squarely in senseless arguments like a lot of couples do. B was very fond of going through his girlfriend’s phone suspiciously. A didn’t mind because she had nothing to hide but she became overly curious when he would never leave his phone unguarded.
One evening, she caught him lost in his phone, chatting away and smiling like a little girl, she had been talking to him but from all indications, he heard nothing. She called his attention and asked who it was he was chatting with that was making him so engrossed and he said it was his colleague in the office. He went on to explain that they had earlier played Truth or Dare at the office and it was discovered that this said female colleague was a virgin.
Unamused by his explanation, she went further to ask why he was chatting with her and he gave the general excuse. “My guy wants to run her parole so I’m helping him.”
Helping him do what sir? She asked that he stopped and let his colleague run her parole by himself with his own hands and mouth and he promised to.
Weeks later, when all was well and forgotten, she had gone to spend the weekend at his house as usual and they were both tired to cook anything heavy. They decided to do takeout and went off to get food outside the house. They came back and an argument ensued about the food, causing the guy to walk out on her in anger leaving his phone in the sitting room.
Did I fail to mention that this was a house with a lot of rooms and spaces and A had not quite gotten used to moving around the house yet so she stayed put in the sitting room hoping that he would come back but he did not. She was left alone for a few minutes.
She screamed his name from the sitting room and asked him to come down, when he did, he was looking a lot calmer. They were going to talk about it until her hand mistakenly went to his phone where he dropped it. According to her, he flew from where he was to where the phone was and snatched it while screaming at her to never touch his phone in her entire life.
To begin with, she didn’t even know the password of the phone as he had refused to tell her so this aroused her suspicion. She carefully hatched her plan of waiting for him to sleep and then using his fingerprint to unlock the phone.
It worked because he sleeps deep. She went to the bathroom and began to go through his phone carefully, she saw the side of her boyfriend that she had never seen before – the romantic and gentle side.
To his colleague.
The very one he claimed that he was helping his friend get.
She began to cry and went through other messages, there was more than one girl. She ran back into the room and hit him on his body to wake him up while brandishing his phone screen at his face screaming “what is this!!”
He calmly got up and said “this is why I asked you not to touch my phone, I didn’t want you to see these things”. The nerve.
What was said after that is not our business as they kept on arguing on top of their voices. When he could not take it anymore, he asked her to leave the house because he felt she was too angry to be around him.
Humility found her and she asked that he let her stay till morning seeing that she had nowhere to go that night but he had the upper hand now and he began to pack her load downstairs. The begging intensified and his pride increased.
She asked that he did not wake the neighbors so they wouldn’t come out and he openly said “if they do, I’ll tell them you’re a prostitute I picked from the streets”
Men, scum? Never!!!
She pleaded until he agreed to let her stay and sleep in the sitting room. There, she stayed and cried her eyes out for hours. He came a few hours later to pacify her and to drop the bombshell.
“The virgin is not the one you should be scared of, I’ve been dating someone for five years and she’s expecting me to propose to her by April.”
At this point of the narration, I was shattered for her.
He went on to say that they could still be dating on the side, his real girlfriend didn’t have to come between them.
It happened for real.
Of course, she broke up with him but she has been depressed ever since.
He still calls her till now.
EVER HAD A CHEATING PARTNER ? HOW DID YOU FIND OUT?
WHAT DID YOU DO WHEN YOU FOUND OUT?
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN CAUGHT CHEATING?
WHY DID YOU CHEAT TO BEGIN WITH?
WOULD YOU HAVE HANDLED THE CASE DIFFERENTLY IF YOU WERE IN HER SHOES?