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Maid Of Honour by anneabidemi(f): 5:48pm On Dec 16, 2014 |
This lady before me is sad, but I dont know how to console her. She is my friend. We grew up together in the same neighbourhood and attended same elementary school. Tola is her name. My name is Omolara. Her fiance of many years has just called off their wedding that should take place next month. I am supposed to be the maid of honour. Tola does not know why, but I know the whole truth. Now how do I explain to her? I cant even let her know I am involved in any way. Tola has been my best friend since childhood. Growing up we were inseparable, until high school separated us. She attended a Federal Government Girls' College in Warri since her mum was from Delta State while I attended a military high school in Kaduna. We rarely saw within the year until yuletide but we kept our friendship tight, even as there were no mobile phones then. We wrote letters and sent words to each other. Leaving high school we gained admission into different universities. Still we kept in contact. Gratefully the era of mobile phones in Nigeria came, though they were quite expensive but we both were able to afford them. It bridged the gap between us as we communicated almost everyday. Tola schooled in Osun State while I stayed back in Ibadan. UI was close by and my parents didnt want me far away from home, not after the bruises and body pains I brought from my Kaduna military school. Our semester/session breaks were rarely same time, so it was quite difficult seeing if not for phone communication. During one of my session breaks, Tola invited me over to her school as they were still in session. I was eager to go since Ibadan was boring without her. I got my stuffs together and left the second day. It was our penultimate year in the university. She stayed in one of the private hostels off campus. She was very happy when she saw me and didnt hesitate taking me around and introducing me to all her neighbours. It was a Friday so we went clubbing in the evening. It was fun. We got home about 4am the next morning and didnt wake up until we heard a knock on the door. It was quite late in the afternoon. Tola got up and opened the door. The figure standing at the door made me open my eyes wide. It was a very handsome young man. Tola ushered him in amd quickly introduced me. Though I was groggy I managed to say hi. I quickly rushed to the bathroom to shower. I got dressed in the bathroom since it was a room self contained apartment. I entered the room to find Tola and Jimi (that is his name) necking. I knew Tola didnt have to tell me who he was, I already knew. I just smiled and looked away, afterall I had a boyfriend in school too. Tola cooked and we all ate. Jimi left around 7pm. The next day was Sunday and I was to leave in the afternoon. I went to church with Tola in the morning and got to know Jimi attended the same church. He came home with us. Tola was in the kitchen when Jimi opened a video on his phone and fixed his earpiece. Already we had started talking very well. Tola was happy about it because she needed her best friend and her friend to be close to some reasonable extent. He fixed a piece in one ear and gave me the other. I looked at his phone screen to discover the video was pornographic. I was shocked and quickly removed the earpiece, but he held me firmly and before I said jack, he kissed me hungrily. My mind rejected it but my body said yes, so I gave in and kissed him back. Tola was busy in the kitchen and didnt notice anything. We kissed and fondled and did all sorts before we noticed Tola was rounding up, so we stopped. She came out and we ate, then I gathered my things to leave. Before Tola came out Jimi dialed his phone number on my phone and saved it. I saved his too. They saw me off to the park and I left for Ibadan. I started having phone conversations with Jimi after I got to Ibadan. And it wasnt up to two weeks before I went back to Tola's school. This time to visit Jimi, and not Tola. She didnt even know I was around because Jimi prevented her from coming to his apartment all through my stay. It was meant to be a fling with Jimi because I knew it was wrong but I just couldnt leave the guy. Deep inside me I pitied Tola because I knew I was the one she trusted most and there I was sleeping with her boyfriend. My affair with Jimi spanned through that year till I graduated and went for national service. Still he didnt break up with Tola even though he had started giving me more attention than he gave her. Tola didnt notice because she was the type who trusted so much. At a point I felt so guilty and suggested we ended the relationship but Jimi said no and used Tola as bait, saying the moment I left him he was going to break up with Tola. Already we were all working and comfortable. I wasnt in any other relationship and was ready to end it with Jimi to free my mind of the guilt and make myself available for the right man. Still Jimi threatened to leave Tola if I did, and already they were engaged. I couldn't bear it anymore. The wedding day was fixed and I was to be the maid of honour. One fateful morning I called Jimi and told him I just couldn't continue. How could I continue sleeping with my best friend's fiance. What I knew wouldn't stop even after they got married. I just had to end it, which I did. I hung up and dialed Tola's number to know if she was home. She was out of Ibadan and said we should see in two days. Here I am with my best friend. She is soaked in tears and can't even speak. She is in shock. Jimi just called from the UK cancelling their wedding without reasons. He left the country yeterday since it was easy for him to check in and out anytime. He is a British citizen. His parents and even Tola's folks are all worried and in the dark. Nobody knows why he did that, and he is not offering any explanation. I am the only one who knows what is happening. But how can I tell anyone without getting stoned by the whole Ibadan community? |
Re: Maid Of Honour by prewtyjulie(f): 6:06pm On Dec 16, 2014 |
For more dan a whole year? madam, dont u av a conscience? I hope u can really live wit urself afta all dis u caused! Dats y i prefer my girls dont knw my guy even afta marriage talk more of av his numba, u jst cant trust any1!!! |
Re: Maid Of Honour by Nobody: 6:26pm On Dec 16, 2014 |
Err....is this a story? |
Re: Maid Of Honour by amiablejudy(f): 8:03pm On Dec 16, 2014 |
Lol MzNelly,you did well to ask,I was about doing same.if it's a story, there r lessons to learn seriously but its for real it will take only grace and divine intervention to forgive and forget.Hmmm life indeed is a journey, you don't know what to expect still we all hope for the best.Let's keep learning though. |
Re: Maid Of Honour by dhamstar(m): 7:47am On Dec 17, 2014 |
You can do a lot more better. Nice though |
Re: Maid Of Honour by anneabidemi(f): 3:45pm On Dec 17, 2014 |
Abeg na fiction o. Anyone who has done that wouldnt have the gut to put it here. Still, things happen, and pple have worse secrets. |
Re: Maid Of Honour by Ama111(f): 5:58pm On Dec 17, 2014 |
chisos!! nah wah oh,indeed a bad and heartless frnd God 4bid |
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