PART 27

The nurse followed Agada out trying unsuccessfully to calm him down.
"Where is a doctor?" He insisted.
"Agada what is it?" Benson asked quietly pulling him to a corner as the nurse hurried away, presumably to find a doctor.
"This is none of your business" he said pushing Benson away and walking back into the consulting room.
Before long, the nurse came rushing back with a doctor following closely behind. Behind them, an elderly frail security man who looked as though the effort of breathing alone was enough to snap him in two followed eagerly. The door was closed as the doctor and nurse went in. The security man sat outside and promptly nodded off, waking up at intervals and glancing around confused.

Benson rubbed his eyes. He had dozed off and didn't know for how long. The consulting room where Agada was was open. He stood up and walked in.
"Goodafternoon, please where is my friend? The guy who.."
"He left about 15minutes ago" the nurse told him.

Benson walked away from the sick bay slowly. He walked around campus absent mindedly for hours until he finally found himself seated at the university dam on the far side of campus. Strong winds picked up dry leaves tossing them up and down at will. Benson felt as powerless and as agitated as the unfortunate foliage. Sade had destroyed him, destroyed Agada. He could still hear Agadas screams; "I can't believe it". He was sure he would be positive, after so many sexual encounters with her, many rough leaving them both sore.

His phone rang. It was Sade. Benson was all of a sudden consumed by fury as he hurled his phone into the dam, as though its sinking while showing her caller Identity would somehow drown the depraved harlot.

His life was worthless, it was over. He had betrayed his best friend and was most likely infected with a deadly virus.
It was over.

I'm very sorry guys for not updating in a while. Nigerians like to blame and I won't be an exception here! It was all PHCN's fault oh. I have had a total blackout where I stay for the last 3days or so and couldn't get to use my system or phone. My sincere apologies. Don't worry, the rest of the story wouldn't delay. That's a promise..oops,I shouldn't be promising, PHCN might just hear me again!

Chai! Walahi,guy you rock!

PART 28

Benson had always heard of a part of town known on campus as the street, but had never been there. It was the lane of ultimate sexual fulfillment. There was no sexual fantasy, none whatsoever that the street could not fulfill. From the mundane to the grotesquely obscene, it was all on offer. Benson had thought of going several times but had never done so because he was held back by the prudish part of him, and because he had been terrified of "carrying" which in student lingo referred to contacting a sexually transmitted disease. "How ironic?" He thought to himself. Nothing was dangerous anymore to Benson. The threat of peril had become a welcome distraction.

Benson arrived at the Street at about 7pm after a ride across town in a rickety bus which threatened to fall apart after every pothole. True to legend, there was a vast array of scantily clad women calling out like the greek Siren to passing men. Benson looked around for a few minutes before walking straight upto one of the lot who was tall and fairskinned, with narrow eyes and full lips and a mole on her lower lip. She had a graceful carriage with small breasts but massive hips. He didn't haggle; a dying man had no time.

Over the next two weeks, Benson became "customer" and his fairskinned sex vendor was simply known as Philo. There was no version of sex that they did not have; protected and unprotected, man dominating and woman dominating, oral and penetrative, mundane and freakishly exotic, quiet and deafening, sensual and rough, on the squeaky bed and everywhere else. The more he thought of him wasting away from an incurable illness, the more he would indulge in mind numbing sex.

Benson woke up on a wednesday morning feeling extremely weak and with a very high fever. He took a tablet of paracetamol and laid back down. His body felt like it was on fire. There was a knock on his door

"Yes?" He was able to weakly utter

The door was pushed open impatiently by Kefas with Abdul following closely behind.

"Ben,for goodness sakes, where have you been? We have been coming here everyday for 2weeks now. Your phone is switched off, we don't see you in class, you just disappeared" Kefas had a frustrated tone.

"What's wrong with you?" Abdul inquired, more appropriately.

Benson didn't answer. Kefas touched his forehead. "Ben, have you been sick?" Benson still didn't answer, he just wanted to be left alone. He knew that wouldn't happen.

Before long, they were at the teaching hospital having pulled him out of bed and put him in the car. He was seen at the outpatient clinic. The doctor asked what his symptoms were and when he did not speak proceeded to write out drugs for him with a provisional diagnosis of malaria fever. They left the consulting room and Ben sat with Kefas in the waiting area just outside the pharmacy while Abdul went to get the medicines.

"Did you hear about Agada and Sade?" Kefas asked
Benson turned to him but said nothing.
Kefas continued. "Well we have been trying to reach you. Agada got tested and was negative".
"What?" Benson said. "But he was screaming that day.."
"Yes, he had a scare. Apparently the first kit the nurse used was expired, so they repeated the test three times when the doctor came with new kits. He was negative".
Benson kept listening.

"Agada went to Sades house to confront her, it appears you made a mistake Ben. She's not HIV positive"¥

"What?" Benson screamed with a vigour that belied his illness.
"Well she did have truvada in her house and its been there for a long time, but it wasn't for treating HIV. It was for prophylaxis or prevention. She had sex with a guy before Agada and discovered the day after that he was HIV postive so she went to the hospital, and they gave her some drugs for a month including that truvada. Its just been there in her medicine cabinet. They tested her after the drugs and she has been tested twice since then; all negative.

Benson couldn't believe it. He had been panicking for nothing.

"Sade was very angry with you. Infact, its a good thing you didn't see her, she would have poured hot oil on you" Kefas said.

Benson was relieved. Abdul came back and they made their way back to the parking lot. Abdul was pinging on his blackberry some distance behind him and Kefas when they heard someone scream. "Idiot,watch where you are going"
They turned back.

Abdul had run into a woman carrying a bag of drugs. The drugs had spilled on the ground and Abdul was apologising and helping her gather them together. There were several packs of truvada on the ground and other tablets they could not readily identify. When the woman left cursing, Kefas and Abdul exchanged looks and laughed. Benson froze, she hadn't recognized him. The woman was tall and fair skinned, with narrow eyes and full lips and a mole on her lower lip. She had small breasts and massive hips.

THE END

U did well son... U are gr8

Yepa,d guy just dey jump 4rm fry pan 2 fire,this one is real scare,he had beta wait and test himself in d next 3 months

This benson na mumu,i swear.he didnt even get tested nd didnt bother to talk to shade b4 despairing.benson himself is a blunder.

Nice write-up...Keep it up guy

Nice write-up...u're d best..Keep it up guy

Good write up! Love it. Love it

Ol'boy! You're the bomb! Nice write-up, love the way it ended...nice work. Kudos to you!