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A Cold Rainy Night In My Lodge by Nobody: 8:44am On Jan 10, 2015 |
A COLD RAINY NIGHT IN MY LODGE This is a story of an ‘akpo’ babe who got seduced (or was she almost seduced? I don forget sha just read and find out for yasef). She actually told me the story herself and I posted it with her full permission. These are her words as she narrated it to me. It was the inception of a new session. The rigmarole of getting familiarized with roommates , exchange of pleasantries and all that was still in the air. For a few days we were in the room as I tried to login to the student portal so I can secure an accommodation for myself as I do not like the idea of squatting with a friend or anyone. It has a way of bringing down one’s self esteem and that is one thing I do not like and I guess no one likes it either. After series of logging in and the message ‘all rooms have been allocated’ continues to appear without pity. I gave up as I was now sure the only hope of securing an accommodation for myself will be by buying a bed space which is illegal, but ‘heey’ I was ready for that if there is any available seller. Luck was against me, no one was interested in selling their bed space at the inception of a new session. I had no any other option than to continue staying with my friend with the intentions of squatting. She seem to notice this as she started giving me some attitudes, though she never voiced it out. Does a beggar have choice? ‘No!’ so I just played calm as I still hope of getting accommodation someday. Then suddenly one evening it happened. I was in the room with the rest when the babe I was squatting with came in, all frowns as she flashed her eyes searchingly around the corners of the bed. “what is wrong ” I asked out of care. “see Chi, am not ready to squat anybody, I thought by now you would have gotten hostel. Am not comfortable with squatting as it makes me not able to arrange my stuffs.” She said with so mean in her voice. I felt really bad as I looked at her amidst teary eyes. We girls have a mean way of doing things. Even if she doný want me in her room there are other calm ways to tell me than bursting in one evening and shouting at me. “no please don’t give me that look you just have to leave. Am sorry I can’t help.” She frowned as the words spurted from the corners of her lips. I felt devastated as she spoke and rushed out amidst tears grabbing my phone with me. “How can my closest friend throw me out of her room?” I thought as I ran down the stairs. I dialled mum’s number and narrated the event. From the way she spoke I knew she was bitter. She felt so sorry for me and asked me to just pass the night there and leave the next day as she’ll make arrangements to send me money so I can rent a house outside school. I felt so much relieved as I walked back into the room. I couldn’t eat that night but slept happily and peacefully as I knew there were better days ahead. I finally got to leave hostel life as I packed my things the next morning to my brother’s house. He introduced me to the caretaker to whom I paid the house rent for a vacant room next to my brother’s. That same day I went to Ogige market to buy carpet for the room. At least I can be laying on it while I wait for money to arrive so I can buy other properties. By evening time the room was set as I hired a shuttle that moved my remaining stuffs from the hostel to the room. As I lay in the room that night my joys knew no bounds. What could have been a shame finally turned out to be a blessing as what I have always wished for (to leave the hostel) came to past. Soon I drifted into a long soothing sleep. Am this kind of babe that like familiarising with people around me , days turned to weeks, weeks turned to moths and soon I was friends with my neighbours especially John, the guy next door. John is a normal average cute guy. Though he’s two years younger than me and I myself, am a year ahead of him in school, but he’s so cool nice and caring. He became my very good friend as we always go out together and do lots of things together. He never asked me out unlike other guys, though I won’t have said ‘no’ if he did but then he was two years younger and I guessed that would have changed my mind as I have mixed feelings for him due to his age. That aside anyways. Soon the semester was over and many travelled for the short holiday including my brother and his roommate, but I decided to stay back as I got lots of assignments to carry out. John also did not travel as his house was far away from and the break was so short for any ‘travels’ to be done. That was how he decided to stay back like myself. That fateful night it seemed the angels had put on the taps of heaven and forgot to close it after they were done. It started raining heavily, there was no any signs of the rain is stopping any moment from now. As usual ‘PHCN’ have done what they are good at doing. So everywhere was cold and dark, plus the quietness of the lodge, I got afraid and lonely. That was how I went to john’s room so he could keep me company before sleep comes beckoning. As usual John was ready to keep me company.“make we play monopoly now, use am dey pass time. ” He said smiling.“yeah” I said gleaming with joy to have him around. We played the ever addictive game of all times till it was past midnight, I started feeling sleepy. Going back to my lonely room this cold rainy night was the last thing I knew I will love to do, so I decided sleeping at his.“John e be like say na ya room I go sleep this night ooo” I said sleepily without any intentions in my mind.“ah ah no big deal now ” I heard him said as he went to grab his sweaters across the room. Soon he joined me on the bed and that was the last I remembered of reality as I drifted into the world of dreams. do not forget to like my page https:// m.facebook.com/artinostoryseries?_rdr for more intriguing stories to be continued |
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