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Episode 8

Flord was asking of my location, saying he wanted to see me. Iā€™ve known Flord ever since Franca and Charles started dating. He always visited even in Francaā€™s absence. Iā€™d caught him on several occasion ogling me but I never gave it any strong meaning. Boys love to stare and he is one of ā€ demboyz ā€

I told him I went to my boyfriendā€™s house and he should drop any message with Franca. I got busy with my phone and didnā€™t know when I slept off, only to wake up to the strong smell of toast. I looked beside me and Tobe wasnā€™t there so I smiled. Iā€™m dating a chef so what do I expect? I got to the bathroom and brushed before going to meet him.

Me: Good morning Chef

Tobe: Wife of a chef.

We laughed and he came and hugged me.

Tobe: How was your night?

Me: I slept like a baby.

Tobe: Itā€™s obvious. Give me ten minutes and Iā€™ll serve breakfast.

Me: Okay. Iā€™ll be in the dinning then.
I made to walk out but remembered last night.

Me: Ehe. Before I forget, Fantasy called.
He turned immediately and looked at me.
Tobe: Fantasy?

Me: Yes. Fantasy.

Tobe: Uhm. Whereā€™s my phone?

Me: Itā€™s in the drawer.

He stormed out of the kitchen and I couldnā€™t help but wonder who this fantasy is.

Breakfast was cool but the tension between us was annoying. I didnā€™t want to know who the caller is but why will she spoil my weekend?

Me: Look, if weā€™re going to keep quiet now, Iā€™ll just pick my bag and leave. Iā€™m not comfortable with this annoying silence
He looked up and smiled at me.

Tobe: Fantasy is my fiancƩe.

I choked on my toast. It went down the wrong pipe and I had to take refuge in the water on the table.

Tobe: She lives abroad, thatā€™s why she called late. Thatā€™s the time we normally spoke to each other.

Tears filled my throat. What is wrong with me? What is wrong with my life? Am I cursed?
With blurred vision, I stood up and found my way to the room. I refused to cry out, I refused to open the spring which was begging to be released.

He came into the room and held me, he helped me sit down on the bed.

Tobe: But I love you. I love you so much that it hurts. I love you so much that Iā€™m willing to do anything to be with you.

Me: Why? Why didnā€™t you tell me? Why didnā€™t you tell me before now? At least, I wouldnā€™t have fallen for you this much. Why will you even do that to me?

He held me again, this time, I released myself from his grip and started packing my things.

Tobe: Baby, what are you doing?

Me: Iā€™m going home.

Tobe: You canā€™t do that. Pamela I love you. I love you very much.

Me: Iā€™m sorry Tobe. You canā€™t have a fiancĆ©e and still keep me by the side. I need a relationship where I know my stand, where Iā€™m sure of the future.

Tobe: Youā€™re with me, Iā€™m also with you. Fantasy is still in my life because I need her to smoothen things out for me. If Iā€™m not with her, dad will stop all the privileges I get. Itā€™s a family thing and trust me, Iā€™ve got plans for that.

Me: Tobe, Iā€™m not falling for that okay. Just let me go.

I was through with my bag now. I went into the bathroom and began to undress. I got into the shower and cuddled in it, letting the water run through my body to calm my nerves and get me back to thinking straight.

The water did help a lot. I spent close to thirty minutes in it before soaping up. Once I leave this house, Iā€™ll stop all communications with Tobe. He can go to his fiancĆ©e for all I care.


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