Hello guys. This is a short story I wrote yesterday. I will divide it into two parts...the first half will be put now now, and the second half by midday. The story was inspired by true events...but i added some things.

One Night in Ibeshe

By

Kayode Odusanya



There were four vehicles parked haphazardly in the large compound; two black Toyota Camrys, one grey wrangler jeep, and a white Toyota bus. The mansion would have been a sight to be hold in the 90s, but now had worn out lemon green paint, peeling off its walls and patches of grass here and there. Paul and his nineteen friends were wearing white tops, hanging around in small gatherings, all over the compound, waiting for the last person before they would head out to the resort centre at Ibeshe. Paul had put everything together. That was his speciality, along with making mouth watering chicken barbecue.

Everyone was getting impatient, and the displeasure was evident on their faces when Paul’s mom called everyone together for a prayer. Thank God it didn’t last more than five minutes, and there was a thunderous amen at the end when she said they should make sure to have fun.

Paul, a big and black guy shaped like a giant teddy checked his watch with a frown on his face, and then gave the order for everyone to get in their cars and move out. “We don wait enough jare.” He said when Frank went to meet him and asked why they were no longer waiting for Anthony. Frank wasn’t happy with the new development, but he too had to admit to himself that Anthony had delayed the crew for far too long. They were meant to have left about half an hour ago if they weren’t waiting for Anthony.

Janet was in the front seat of her boyfriend’s Camry, waiting for him to come in when his phone beeped. She wanted to ignore it, but it beeped two more times and when she looked she saw the message, ‘When are you getting back? I’m really Hot.’ She took a deep breath, looked back to make sure he wasn’t approaching. He was still talking to Paul as she quickly picked up his black Android phone, unlocked it, and checked the message. All she needed was the girl’s name. When she got that, she put the phone back on the Camry’s centre console.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with Anthony sef. We asked him to come in from Ibadan yesterday.” Frank said in a grumbling manner as he got into the car and started it up. Frank was about 5 ft 5, and 55kg in weight. He had the stature of a junior secondary school student even though he was in his mid twenties. He never let his size dictate the kind of girls he went for; in fact, like Janet and his past girlfriends, he liked them tall and thick.

“So are we leaving him behind?” Janet asked, showing no sign of anger from what she had just seen on his phone.

“I don’t even know. I guess we will wait for him at the bus stop.” Frank said as he put the car in drive and drove towards the gate.

The grey wrangler jeep went out first, then the white Camry. The bus was about to drive out when it stopped, the door swung open, and lanky Benjamin shouted out, “Anthony in the building!!!” Anthony had finally arrived. He was a quiet looking guy who looked like the black version of Ron Perlman; the actor that played Hellboy in the Hellboy movie. He was tall, buff, had strong facial futures, and ugly. Janet could feel the excitement in Frank’s voice when he poked his head out of the car and shouted out, “Anthony baba!” The guy smiled and waved at Frank before getting into the bus. Frank had told her a lot about him, but this was the first time Janet was seeing the recluse who never liked to leave his home.

Although there were twenty-one people in total embarking on the trip, the original friends were just four; Paul, Frank, Anthony, and Benjamin. Every one else was a friend, or a friend of a friend.

The vehicles formed a single file outside Paul’s house and began the journey to the jetty.

……….

The drive down to the jetty at Satellite Town was a hectic one. Lagos was known for traffic, but the side of Lagos they were heading to was traffic haven. At several points, they lost each other, and had to make calls to form the convoy again.

At the time they finally got out of traffic, Michael Jackson’s Wanna Be Starting Something came on in Frank’s car, and he started dancing in his seat while cutting through the expressway enthusiastically. It pissed Janet off that he was cheating on her and was so cool with it. At a point, he started repeating the words from the song, ‘ma ma se, ma ma sa, ma ma coo sa’ over and over again. It got on her nerves and she blurted out, “Who’s Annabel?” He looked at her but didn’t respond. She turned down the volume of the sound system and repeated herself, “Who is Annabel?” He turned to look at her like he didn’t know what she was talking about and kept his eyes back on the road.

After a prolonged silence, he said, “Why did you go through my phone? Why?”

“How long have you been seeing her?”

“Janet, not now. Not now. Please don’t ruin this…”

“Frank!” She screamed. The black Benz in front of them had stopped all over a sudden, and Frank quickly applied the breaks. The car came to a screeching halt, but not before giving the Mercedes a little bump.

“Shitt.” Frank cursed under his breath before unfastening his seatbelt and getting out of the car. He walked to the front of the car to check for damages; there wasn’t much, just a scratch. “I’m sorry.” He said, when the driver of the Benz came out. He was a mean looking man in his thirties, dressed like he was still in his late teens with the way he had his pants sagging and the tight fitting black tee he had on.

The man lowered the dark shades he had on and examined the car for a while without saying anything. By this time, Janet had gotten out of the car as people were gathering. “Young man, what are we going to do now?” He said with a sinister grin on his face.

“Sir, the damage is not that bad. I’m sorry. Let’s just…”

“Just what?” The man’s disposition quickly changed. “You bash my car because you dey talk to your Olosho, and you are…”

“Who is Olosho? Are you crazy?” Janet cut in. She was instantly angry, and had to hold herself back from attacking the man physically. “You must be mad this man.”

“Guy, hold your girl o.” The man said to Frank.

“Bro, you no suppose talk to my woman like that nah.” Frank said.

“See this pikin o.” The man removed his glasses and put them on his Benz’s boot. “Or what? What will you do?” Frank didn’t say any more words, he just lipped forward, throwing a punch that the man swerved back from, and a scuffle begun.

The man was a lot bigger than Frank, and in no time, he had overpowered him. He pinned him down by the rear end of the Benz and started pounding him with punches. Frank had his hands up, covering his face, and the man went on to punch him continuously in the abdomen.

Janet stood there, watching her boyfriend being humiliated. Wanting to get into the fight, but hoping her man would overpower the man himself and have his ego in tact. The moment she felt the beating was too much and was about to get into the fight, someone ran past her and grabbed the man off Frank in one swift move. And, wham, the man was on the floor, getting his ass beat up.

She froze, looking at Anthony, her boyfriend’s best friend who she had never met before, beating the man that had just beat up her boyfriend, and for some strange reason, she was turned on. He was like a loyal beast that had come to his master’s rescue.

The other guys were around now, and they had to pull Anthony off the guy, as the beating was getting too graphic. It took two guys to do that; his white polo top had patches of blood stain here and there.

This is my last story before temporal retirement...or should i say, a long hiatus. I know I have one unfinished story, but I am not in the right frame of mind to complete it. I will do that in the future.

kayo80:
This is my last story before temporal retirement...or should i say, a long hiatus. I know I have one unfinished story, but I am not in the right frame of mind to complete it. I will do that in the future.

Haaaaa, temporary retirement kee

May God put you in a right frame of mind, everything will be OK sir

kayo baba, I love all ur stories bro abeg continue.mmm ur talent pure de

kayo80:
This is my last story before temporal retirement...or should i say, a long hiatus. I know I have one unfinished story, but I am not in the right frame of mind to complete it. I will do that in the future.

Mr Kayo80 Retirement bawo.......... nice work sir always on point

Mr Kayo80 do you have like a blog or page we could follow you on

dammyd46:
Mr Kayo80 do you have like a blog or page we could follow you on

No. I don't.

Sorry for the delay, my laptop battery died as I was about to post the story at midday.

They had settled the fight situation quickly as the man’s ego wouldn’t let him stick around longer than necessarily. He just cleaned his nose, got his car and drove off a sober man.

Now they were in the engine-powered canoe that was taken them to Ibeshe, and Janet found herself sitting next to Anthony. The driver of the canoe had done a lot of reshuffling of people’s sitting positions to get the canoe balanced, and Janet found herself sitting next to Anthony. He had changed to a black t-shirt that was a little too small for him, bringing out all his rippling arm muscles. Janet was never into muscular guys, but for some reason, she was sexually drawn to him. They didn’t exchange any words as they had not been introduced, but the sexual tension she was feeling was driving her crazy. She didn’t recognize herself any longer as it was unlike her.

A lot of the others were taking pictures as the canoe sped through the water, but her mind was on controlling her emotions. They cut through water smoothly, and as they took a bend, water started splashing on them. Anthony was at the edge, and in his protective nature, he shielded her from getting wet. She smiled at him, and he smiled back and nodded.

……….

Everyone retired to their individual rooms when they got to the resort. The place had rows of bungalows with dozens of rooms. There was a pool beside the bungalows and a bar that played really loud Nigerian afrobeat music behind the pool. After people freshened up, they came out for food by the beach, before coming back into the resort to swim.

Majority of people got into the pool, but Anthony stayed on the sidelines, sipping from his red cup. Frank had quickly recovered from the beat down he received earlier, and he and Benjamin were cracking jokes in the pool. They were the funny duo. At a point, they faced Anthony, and started pressuring him to get in the pool, till he succumbed to the pressure. He had said he couldn’t swim, but they said the pool was just about 4 feet deep, and at 6’2, he could walk around the pool with no issues.

When he came out in shorts, most of the girls were fixated on his body. Janet also couldn’t help herself. Her eyes were glued on him. He had muscles that looked like they had been carved by an artist. She wasn’t into all that, but what attracted her to him was the fact that he was such a powerful person, but appeared so vulnerable and shy as he got in the pool.

They were playing volleyball in the swimming pool, and he happened to be on her team, by her side of the pool. He relaxed after a while, and even though they had not been introduced formally, they started to have little chit-chat about the sport, and then about swimming. She tried to get him to float, but he wouldn’t let himself go and relax, and it made her laugh how stiff and scared he appeared.

After a while, everyone got out of the pool, and retired to their rooms. She didn’t bring up the cheating issue again when she was alone with Frank, but she wasn’t in the mood for sex, and pushed him away when he made a move on her. They ended up watching music videos on TV till Paul knocked on their door at 9pm to inform them it was time for burn fire and barbecue.

……….

They were by the beach now; everyone was scattered here there, in little clusters of crews. Some couples sharing romantic kisses in dark areas of the beach, Paul and his barbecue crew were working the grill, some couples were strolling around the beach, Benjamin was going from one small gathering to the next, cracking jokes, Anthony was sitting by himself close to the water, and Janet and frank were leaning on an abandoned canoe, not talking to each other.

Frank was restless. She had been with him long enough to know what he was up to. There was a girl that didn’t have a date he had been eyeing all night, and she knew he was looking for a way to get her busy so he could go after the girl. “Anthony!” He shouted out all of a sudden and startled Janet. She lost balance and almost fell into the canoe. Frank grabbed a hold of the dashiki she had on and pulled her back to place.

“Anthony, what are you doing there by yourself? Come here jor.” Frank shouted out. Reluctantly, Anthony dusted off sand from his jeans and walked towards them. “Mr. Geographer, abi you are calculating the distance between the moon and the stars?” Frank said and they all laughed. “Ehen, Janet is also a Geographer.” He added as he shook his friend’s hand.

“Frank, I’m a geologist, not a geographer.” Janet said.

“All join abeg.” He said and started walking off. “Let me go get drinks.” He added and walked off.

“Hello.” Anthony said to Janet.

“Hi.”

“So…what school did you study Geology in?”

“University of Ibadan.”

“Oh, nice.”

“And you?”

“University of Lagos.”

“Nice. That was my dream school, but they don’t offer Geology.”

“Hmm. Are you sure? I’m positive they do.”

“Well, I might have been mistaken. Maybe I heard their Geology department isn’t so good.”

“Okay.”

“Yea…most likely.”

“So…you always wanted to be a geologist?”

“Yea, after I watched Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom as a kid. But the course didn’t turn out as interesting as I had envisioned as a kid.” She said and they bought laughed. Frank came back with a bottle of cognac, and plastic cups. He handed them cups, poured them drinks, and disappeared again.

“What about you? Did you always want to be a geographer?” Janet asked.

“Nah. I actually wanted to be an Economist. But I couldn’t get in, and the next option was to study Geography.”

“Hmm.”

“Well, I don’t regret it. I loved every moment of the four years I spent studying the course.”

“Cool. I guess God works in mysterious ways.”

“Yea.”

……….

They had talked for about an hour, and Frank was still nowhere in sight. When silence overtook them, Anthony checked his watch and said, “Frank has been gone a while, let me go look for him.”

“Don’t go.” She said as she grabbed him by the arm. She let go when she noticed how awkward it was. “I know he is busy shagging that girl he has been eyeing all day.” She said in a low tone.

Anthony laughed lightly before saying, “You’re kidding, right?” Janet just shook her head. She knew her nonchalant attitude about the prospect of Frank cheating on her concerned him, but she had already made up her mind to dump him when the trip was over. She wondered why she stayed with him this long. He could be funny and a sweetheart sometimes, but his philandering ways was getting too much for her to condone any longer. It was like he had no control whatsoever over his sexual urges. “Did you see that?” Janet said, pointing at the ocean.

“What?”

“The green light.”

“Green light?”

“Look, it came on again.” She said, tapping his arm to get his attention. “I hope it’s not the liquor getting to me.”

“Where did you say you saw…” He was saying then stopped when he saw the green light. It came on for a split second, and then went off again. “Oh, I think I saw it.”

“What do you think it is? Do you think it is some invaders from Mars or something?”

“Invaders from where?” He said between laughs.

It was so cool seeing him actually laugh and it made her smile. “It could be. Okay, what do you think it is? Look, another green light a few meters from where we’ve been seeing the first one.”

“Yea, I saw it too.”

“It can’t be a ship. Ships don’t come this close to the beach.”

“True. It is probably fishermen boats; they sometimes fish at night.”

The place got quiet again, and Janet fought the constant urge to move closer to him and just have been hold her in his arms. She felt the literal green light was a figurative green light sign from the universe for either of them to make a move. She had never been one to cheat, even though, like most girls she had her fare share of fantasies, but tonight, she didn’t know if she could keep her good girl status much longer.

Stylishly, she closed up the gap between them so that their arms now robbed against each other when they moved. She could feel the sexual tension between them and she knew he wasn’t going to make a move, so she slipped her hand into his, turned to face him, looked him in the eye for a second, before leaning in to kiss him. He kissed her back for a while before pulling away. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry I can’t. Let me go and look for Frank.” He said and walked away.

She felt crushed. The first time she was making a move on a guy, and she got turned down. She was about to start walking off to meet the rest of the group too when he suddenly turned around and started walking back towards her. “I’m sorry Frank.” He said under his breath before holding her face in place and kissing her passionately.

……….

The next day, while going home in Frank’s car, she felt dirty for the make-out session she had had with Anthony the night before. She felt no better than Frank’s cheating ass. Not like she had done it to spite him; it had happened naturally, but still she regretted doing it. She was sure Anthony also felt the same, because even though he knew his friend was a serial cheat, he had broken the bro code by having something to do with his friend’s girl, and she was sure he was someone with high morals. She felt guilty for seducing him and even though she was genuinely attracted to him, she made up her mind not to follow it up.

There were a lot of her friends in the past that she had known to cheat on their boyfriends and justified I with the two can play that game mentality, but it never made sense to her. Now that she had done something close to it, the mentality felt stupid to her. She didn’t even feel she had the rights to be angry at Frank’s infidelities any longer. Although hers was a mistake that would never happen again, she still did it.

It would break his heart in a worse way than all his meaningless sexcapades could ever do to her. She decided to keep it a secret and hope Anthony did the same.

The End

Interesting as always

Thanks Boss

I love this......weldone sir

Beautiful as always Kayo80. I hope your break won't be a long one

Hmm, so nice, so nice. I hope the break won't be for so long please

Thanks guys.

Eva and Queen...I hope so too.

Hi. I have been trying to reach you. Can u send me a pm or can I get your number? I would like to turn some of your stories to movies.
Thanks a lot sir

daragrams:
Hi. I have been trying to reach you. Can u send me a pm or can I get your number? I would like to turn some of your stories to movies.
Thanks a lot sir

Okay.