Mad.....

Eating your cake and having it....
That's the motto, mission and vision of the gender.

Joy no get joy

Omoo!
Thats one of the reasons why I thought of shutting myself out of this world, be indoor for some years, zero social, no physical contact

Joy
With no joy

Ah! Guys, not every girl is like Joy o. Lol.

Expecting update boss

Ann2012:
Expecting update boss

My nairaland crush

Have you seen her before??

YoungBruzzy:


My nairaland crush

YoungBruzzy:


My nairaland crush

[quote author=YoungBruzzy post=107664873]Damn!!! I fear that gender so much imagine leaving someone you’ve known for quite a long time for someone you just met. Joy no get brain at all [/quote

Person wey no like you no like you. Attraction can't be faked over a long period. Faked attraction leaves cracks behind and for someone who's observant, he/she notices but for one in 'love', he/she is blinded so much so they would ignore the cracks.

Finally I believe Sam no be only introvert but na recluse. This is though very relatable. Growing up some of us were indeed lily livered because we held on to the mantra that doing good brings about good happening to us but we got the rude awakening.

But Sam friend no try ooo. After the guy don give u spec and how e idolize the Shima, you come go still tell am say na the same Joy ur eye dey... The guy brutal but it's nature. When we fail to go for what we want, we find out that ppl we know gets to get them and more often than not, we are used as tools to get them.
Thanks Kay. We wait.

enirock:
Finally I believe Sam no be only introvert but na recluse. This is though very relatable. Growing up some of us were indeed lily livered because we held on to the mantra that doing good brings about good happening to us but we got the rude awakening.

But Sam friend no try ooo. After the guy don give u spec and how e idolize the Shima, you come go still tell am say na the same Joy ur eye dey... The guy brutal but it's nature. When we fail to go for what we want, we find out that ppl we know gets to get them and more often than not, we are used as tools to get them.
Thanks Kay. We wait.

Are you a Tiv guy?

enirock:
Finally I believe Sam no be only introvert but na recluse. This is though very relatable. Growing up some of us were indeed lily livered because we held on to the mantra that doing good brings about good happening to us but we got the rude awakening.

But Sam friend no try ooo. After the guy don give u spec and how e idolize the Shima, you come go still tell am say na the same Joy ur eye dey... The guy brutal but it's nature. When we fail to go for what we want, we find out that ppl we know gets to get them and more often than not, we are used as tools to get them.
Thanks Kay. We wait.

BlaaaaaaaaaaaaSt!

Loreettaa:

Are you a Tiv guy?

No ma'am.
Why do u ask, do I write like them?

Great story@ Kayo80. When is a new update dropping?

3 chapters left.

raptex:
Great story@ Kayo80. When is a new update dropping?

Thanks...About to.

Chapter 11: The Dreaded Day

I got myself real busy the following day because I didn’t want to think of what was going to happen that night. There was nothing I could do; they wanted to be with each other, I was just a medium to them meeting. I couldn’t stop that force of attraction, but it hurt my soul.

When it was finally time to leave the house, I got dressed in my best shirt; a double breast pocket army green shirt. I rolled the sleeves up two folds. I took off my regular leather watch, and put on my silver Swatch watch that I had gotten from an ex 7 years ago. She was the only girl that I felt really understood me, but she desperate to get married and I wasn’t ready, so she moved on. Even though she left me, that watch always gave me confidence, as it reminded me that a girl once liked me enough to get me an expensive watch.

I was leaving the house when I stopped at the door, and walked back in as I had forgotten to do something. I headed to my spare room, opened the black duffel bag by the door and pulled out a bottle of cologne. A girl had complimented me about the smell some time ago, and I only sprayed it on special occasions. It wasn’t like I was doing all this for Joy to want me; I just wanted to be at my best state of mind for that day. It was necessary for my sanity.

……….

I got to the bar first, because Frank forgot something in his car and had to walk back to the hotel. A minute after I got there, Joy appeared. I was sitting in the same spot we were the night before, outside, under the tree, so she saw me immediately. She was dressed in a black mono-strap gown, and leather sleepers.
“Where’s Frank?” She asked as she took the seat by the table, facing me.
“He’s on his way.”
“Okay.”
Just then, the sound of loud Afro Beats music came on and drowned out the silence. She pulled out her phone, and a few seconds later, Frank appeared. She was backing the entrance, and she turned around with a smile when I told her he had arrived. She stood up to greet him. The attraction between them was undeniable.

We called over the service girl, and made our orders.

The night was a weird one for me, because I drank so much to forget how it was going to end, and I spent most part of the night sharing stories from my past that made Joy and Frank laugh. I basically entertained them for most part of the night.

Later that night, they dropped me off at home, and went off to the hotel together. I couldn’t sleep. I kept thinking of what they were doing. It was torture, but I couldn’t stop my mind from wondering.

When it was getting too bad, I downloaded the 1981 Sam Raimi classic horror movie, The Evil Dead. Scary movies had a way of totally taking over my mind, even in sleep, and that was what I needed right now. I woke up the following morning, screaming, from a nightmare I was having. I hoped I didn’t wake any of my neighbors. A zombie looking girl had been chasing me in the dream, and I somehow outran her and appeared in an empty room with a tall wall mirror. I was looking in the room when she appeared from nowhere and was about to stab me in the back before I woke up.

Now I was awake, in cold sweats. And even though the dream was a dreadful one, I found my mind slowly wondering to something just as devastating to me. I got off my bed, walked out the room, and headed out my house. It was time to feed the chickens.
It was extraordinarily cold when I stepped out of my house and forge was in the air like it was Harmattan, but this was middle of the year. My chickens ran up to me immediately I walked out the door, and it gave me a little joy. I had been feeling worthless before then, but at least these birds valued me.

When I was done with the birds, I went in to do some cleaning. After I was done with that, I downloaded another scary movie, and occupied my time with it. My plan for the day was to watch movies half the day, and start my daily online work in the evening. I was on the second movie when Jack called me. It was 10 in the morning; I was still thinking he would be with her. He let me know he had checked out of his hotel, and dropped Joy off, but wanted to stay at my place for a few hours before traveling back to Lagos. I thought he was going to stay a whole week, but something had come up. He was going back to Lagos, and would be coming back again the following week.

In less than 10 minutes, he was calling that he was outside my house. I went out to let him in, and we sat in my room, discussing everything, but Joy. “So, how was she?” I finally asked, in a nonchalant way.
“Oh, she was cool.”
I wasn’t satisfied with the answer, and I asked a few more specific questions on what I was trying to say. He went into more details on how the night went, and I wish I never pried. Naturally, I wouldn’t have asked such questions, but I really wasn’t myself.
Curiosity kills the cat, they say, and I had just killed myself, emotionally.
We went out to eat later at a canteen close to my house before he left. I felt empty when I got back home. It was like a huge chunk of my heart had been cut out. I was surfing the internet on my laptop and when a message alert came in on my phone. It was Joy. She was bored and wanted me to keep her coming. It was unlike her to hit me up and want a prolong conversation. It was clear to me that she wanted to gauge how I was feeling after knowing that she had just slept with my friend.
I acted like I didn’t care, and was happy when the conversation ended. Even though I still felt something for her, right now, I didn’t feel like talking to her.

I was scrolling through Facebook on laptop, when I saw a picture of a girl in Ankara attire standing in front of a black gate. When I looked closer, I saw it was an old friend with benefits from about two years ago. We had cut things up when she started catching feelings and I couldn’t give her what she wanted.

I sent her a message, and she replied immediately. Apparently, she had been online. Things had ended badly between us back then, but it seemed like she was really happy to hear from me. After catching up on old times for a few minutes, I asked if she would be free in the evening so we could see. She said she is would be free from 5pm, and we agreed on a time to meet.

Right now, I needed something to take my mind off Joy, and I was really excited to catch up with Barbra.

Thanks for the update OP

Good @kayo80, 2 more to go!
Thanks G

Kawo9ze:
Good @kayo80, 2 more to go!
Thanks G

2 more episodes?

Gosh. I'm still behind
A whole lot to read

It's getting more interesting.

following

More please

Omo bro Kay, abeg make an 2 episode, u don’t disappoint..

YoungBruzzy:

You don shirk me but anyways we meuve
I go message you tho cos you never accept my proposal yet

I dey with you jare

Interesting to read.