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PART 4
“GHOST RUN!”
©Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde
Adeyanju and I could not sleep throughout the night. We sat on the floor
cuddled like scared Babies. What added to our fear was the disappearance of
all the beauty of the house the moment the witches left. Obviously it was all
a facade, it wasn’t real. The house returned to what I expected; smelly, dirty,
dusty...
“Once it is daybreak, we leave” I kept saying to Adeyanju...
Adeyanju wouldn’t say a word. He just sat cuddled up very quiet.
A cock crowed and I knew it must be around 5am...
“We should leave...!” I said
“How?”
“We will pray and the vehicle will work!”
“Ok” Adeyanju said
I pulled him up as I felt guilty. I allowed my pride drag him to Mororo.
We carefully walked out of the house and got into the car! I held Adeyanju’s
hand...
“God, we are sorry for trying to show off in church. We know we have not
been sent here. Please forgive us!” I prayed
“Amen!” Adeyanju replied. With a careful hand and a skeptical look, he
inserted the key into the ignition..,
“Have faith!” I said in encouragement
He turned the key and at just one turn, the vehicle responded...
“Thank you Lord, Thank you Lord....” I said almost screaming..,

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“Keep it low, you can shout all you want when we get out of here...” Adeyanju
said
Adeyanju stepped on the gas, and the vehicle moved forward. At the sound
of the vehicle, doors and windows of houses started opening. It was obvious
we had woken the people of Mororo up.
“Don’t stop, this is the first time I will ever encourage you to drive over 100,
infact increase your speed to 150 right now!” I said as I noticed Adeyanju was
getting confused the moment the doors and windows were opening...
“Adeyanju! Adeyanju!” I screamed at him...
Adeyanju was a pathetic case. A brainy without a heart. He was just
intellectually sound, but emotionally he was a baby; One of the errors of his
parents. His parents had made Adeyanju exert his energy and reasoning on
reading only. He had no human relationship. Their relationship was the only
thing Adeyanju acquired on his own, which was not totally by his power
alone.. I was the one who forced him into asking me out. He was always
around me, smiling at me, buying me gifts and whenever he saw other men
around he would be so devastated... The day I helped him out of his misery
was when I forced the words out of his mouth...
“Adeyanju, why are you always angry when you see other brothers around
me!” I had said after church
“Me! Angry?”
“Yes! You like me? You want me to be your girlfriend and you don’t know
how to say it!”
Adeyanju had kept quiet, for a brief second before saying...
“Actually, as a wife not a girlfriend... I don’t want you temporarily, I want you
permanently... You know the word girlfriend is a term...” Adeyanju was
already saying too much as he was about to give me the dictionary meaning
of “Girlfriend!” I decided to cut short the long story..,
“Yes! I will love to be your wife” I said and Adeyanju laughed still not looking into my eyes...
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This was the same Adeyanju that was about shutting down on me, he was
slowing down the car in fear.
“Adeyanju! Stop the car!” I said and he did immediately.
“Move! “ I alighted from the vehicle and turned to the driver’s seat. Adeyanju
moved to the passenger’s seat quietly. I got into the car and moved at top
speed...No Devil was going to stop me from leaving Mororo!
After driving for few minutes, I could see something that looked like a
roadblock ahead. I told myself, no roadblock was going to stop me. I was
going to drive past the roadblock, not minding any damage it will cause on
the car.
“I will fix the car in the city” I encouraged myself, but as I drew closer to the
supposed roadblock, I realized what stood on the road was not a wooden or
iron roadblock, but it was a roadblock made by humans...
“Adenike!” Adeyanju screamed in fear as I also halted at the sight.
There were about 8 men, 10 women, 15 teenagers and a lot of children
standing on the road with arms akimbo...
“Who are they?” I asked Adeyanju who replied with a blank look.
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PART 3
“GHOST RUN!”
©Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde
“Wow!” Was what dropped from my mouth? What we met in the house was
a far cry from what I was expecting. The place looked like a mini palace...
This was not the picture of the kind of house I would have imagined
missionaries would live in Mororo....
The house on the outside didn’t look anything like a good place...
When the whirlwind had almost turned our vehicle upside down, Adeyanju
had screamed...
“Adenike, we need to get out of this vehicle!”
“To where?” I said because I was not planning to set my foot on the ground
of Mororo. Mororo didn’t look and feel like a good place...
“To the mission house! Adenike, Listen we need to be alive to be able to get
out of here, if we die in this vehicle, it is our dead bodies that will be carried
out of here. I believe it is better safe than dead....” Adeyanju said and his
words made sense....
With unsteady feet, I alighted, but the wind that embraced me was very tough
and violent. I ran towards the mission house the witch girl had pointed to us
hoping to escape the wind. The picture of the interior of the house I was
expecting to see was a dirty, dusty and archaic interior but what we saw made
me say wow!
“Who did this? Or is someone living here?” Adeyanju said. The living room
looked beautiful. It had beautiful wall paintings, beautiful curtains. The
interior design was really Looking amazing, with deep buttoned Plush
upholstery, the floor was a sparkling wooden surface...
“We were duly informed, you will be coming!” A Voice said from inside the
kitchen.
Two ladies walked out of the Kitchen, they were identical twins, there was
something definitely strange about them but I couldn’t place it.
Adeyanju stepped back in fear and surprise...
“We are the Adegbile Sisters, we are members of the Mororo Church. We had
received a message from your father that you both will be coming, so we
decided to make this place look a bit like the city house you are used to!”
One of the sisters said
“Oh! “ I said but I wasn’t convinced about the truth of what she had said
“Oh Thank you my sisters ... This is really beautiful and very thoughtful of
you! We appreciate it!”
“We will be leaving, by tomorrow the other members will be happy to come
for early Morning prayers!”
“Oh! Where is the church?” I asked
“Here! We hold our services here...”
“What?” I asked in shock. I never liked mixing church affairs with home
affairs. I didn’t like the idea of members coming into the house of their
pastor, it had a way of making members unconsciously lose respect for their
Pastors.
“Yes...”
“Ok, thank you sisters!” Adeyanju said obviously dismissing them. He knew
I didn’t like the idea of hosting the church in our house.
The sisters left or better still pretended to have left because as soon as we
devoured the food they had prepared for us, the two sisters appeared in the
room from the wall.
“Really, so you babies were the ones that was sent to Mororo...We just gave
you a simple test and you failed!” Said one of the twin...
“No discernment of Spirit in you! Well lucky you, the food wasn’t poisoned.
You both would have been dead...so we have a deal for you... Do not trouble
us like the last pastor and we won’t trouble you. Do your church thing without
attacking witches and wizards. Give the people false hope and whenever we
have punished someone, don’t try to pray for them. Are we clear?” The mean twin said
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Adeyanju and I nodded our heads like primary school babies. I could see the
baby look on Adeyanju...I was beginning to think of how to get us out of that
town when the friendly looking twin said...
“You are thinking about running away... I don’t think so... We like you and
we want you to stay! Feel Welcome!” Said the friendly twin witch
“ For God has not given me the Spirit of Fear, but of Love, power and of sound
mind” Adeyanju was saying under his breath as he could not look up into the
eyes of the witches...It was obvious my husband was a physical and spiritual
babe, despite knowing so much of the scripture.... The witches saw through
him and they both exchanged looks saying...
“ Omode o mo ogun, o npe ni efo ”
(When a child does not recognize a deadly herb, he calls it a vegetable"...said
the mean twin witch
“Baby Pastor! Welcome to Mororo, Happy pastoring!” The friendly twin said
laughing before they disappeared and no one told the other before we both
burst into tears.
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PART 2
“GHOST RUN!”
©Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde
“Adeyanju! Step on the gas! Step.... on...the...accelerator" I screamed but
Adeyanju held the steering like It was his very own life...
“I don't think we should!" He replied shaking like a leave in the cold...
“Adeyanju, this is not the time to be Afraid, step on the gas!" I said as I
wanted us far away from the witch girl
" I think we should help her, This is what God expects of us, Bible states that
if your brother or sister comes to you for help and you tell him to come back
the next day, it will be counted as a sin!” Adeyanju said unbelievably as my
jaw dropped but I knew I had to salvage the situation again before we both
became the witch’s next target...
“Adeyanju, you are quoting the wrong scripture! What about suffer not a
witch to live?” I said as the witch girl kept knocking at the car window...
“Adeyanju, she is a witch!” I screamed one more time, but I couldn’t tell what
devil came over him. He pressed the release button of the car lock. The witch
girl saw it and opened the front door, pushing me and sitting in the front seat
with me... Her smell was choking... I could smell evil exuding from her, the
cloud of darkness around her was thick!
“Why don’t you take the back ...seat!” I managed to say
“I have no time for that... Adeyanju be a man and move this car!” The witch
girl commanded.
Adeyanju answered immediately.... I could read Adeyanju’s thought... I am
sure he was wondering how she knew his name. Adeyanju and I exchanged shocked looks.
“Actually, we don’t know where we are going, we are ....” I said
“Missionaries...” The witch girl cut in
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We knew the best thing for us was to be silent. We had picked up a wrong
passenger, all I was thinking was how, where and when she would alight....
“Take the next turn....” she commanded
“Take the Left turn!”
“Take the right bend!”
She kept giving the directions and we followed obediently.
After about 15 minutes of driving in circles, the witch girl said...
“Stop the Car!” She said and Adeyanju halted immediately
“That is your new house, but for Adeyanju’s sake, I will give you this advice..
Mororo is not for you! You won’t survive one week...and you Adenike, I
believe the reason you don’t yet have a child is because you are heartless. You
should be grateful I am not in a terrible mood, I would have punished you for
what you just did.” She said and like a scene from a horror movie I have never
been a fan of, she turned into a black bird with purple feathers before flying
away!
Our lives paused for few minutes that felt like time stopped for centuries.
“Adeyanju, reverse this car and get us out of here!” I managed to say while
feeling out of breath, but unfortunately the least of the thing I expected to
happen suddenly hit Adeyanju and I.
The car unexpectedly broke down....
“What just happened?” Adeyanju said as he kept trying to get the car engine
to respond...
Then followed was a sudden whirlwind, a wind that felt like the gods of
Mororo were angry...
To be continued

PART 1
“GHOST RUN!”
©Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde
“The best graduating student for the School of Biblical Studies of this session
goes to Adeyanju Badmus!” That was my darling husband being referred to .
You should have seen that proud look on my face.. I noticed all the other
wives looked my way in envy, but it didn’t mean Jack to me, because I was
the woman of the moment... My husband was the best Graduating Student
of Biblical Studies... meaning my husband was the most Spiritual of all
husbands! Gosh!
Was I expecting it? Sure! And that was why I dressed to kill that Sunday. My
designer shoe was the one my favorite aunt sent to me. My hat was the one I
bought with my one month Salary.
My dress! Actually cost three months’ salary. It was pure cotton...
I knew my husband would be the best graduating student, so my look and his
Look was deliberate that Sunday!
Towards the end of the ceremony, my day took another turn, an unexpected
sudden turn, a catastrophic turn, a twisted turn, a turn of the century, a turn
that could actually slaughter someone.
“Like we all know, Our Mission Church in Mororo has been without a Pastor
for 6 months! We are therefore still making this announcement once again.
Anyone who feels led to pastor the Mororo Church should please Let us
know! God is passionate about the Mororo people!” The Parish Pastor said
towards the end of the service.
“I will go!” I obviously did not expect such a word from my husband, so it
didn’t register with me, but I knew the voice must have sounded like my
husband’s...
With the slow movement of my head, I turned to Adeyanju and asked the obviously stupid question...
Did you say something?” I asked Adeyanju
“Me? Did I say anything?” He said
Susan, Josh’s wife took it upon herself to stand up and make it official... She
started clapping....
“Bro Adeyanju has decided to go... He just said...” Susan said and everyone
joined in the clapping...
“Wow! wow!”
“Amazing!”
“Awesome!”
Different words were popping out of people’s mouths from different corners..
“Adeyanju, say something...take back what you just said!” I said between
closed teeth...
“I mean.. I would love to go, If I am Led!” Adeyanju said and the whole
church went silent in disappointment
“Aww, I thought as much, I am sure you quickly realized book knowledge is
not the same as field experience!” Susan said sarcastically. I knew she was
angry her husband did not get the award for the best graduating student, so
she was looking for every opportunity to spoil the day for my husband!
“He will go!” I said without thinking... Susan couldn’t deflate my Husband’s
honor. He was to be celebrated that day, so I was not going to stand and
watch Susan turn it to a day of mockery for him out of envy...
Followed was a round of applause by everyone and a session of thanksgiving to God for raising Adeyanju for Mororo.

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Bro Adeyanju is the best man for Mororo...!

His Bible Knowledge will really work in Mororo!”
“Not only that, his prayers will set Mororo on Fire!”
I heard those words as I catwalked towards My Father’s Office. My Father
was the General Overseer of our ministry, but Church was Church and Home
Affairs was Home Affairs... I had one intention....
*****
“Dad, Adeyanju can’t go to Mororo. It was a slip of tongue.” I said
“A slip of tongue? From who?”
“From me, From Him!”
“Dad, please use your good office to say that you don’t have our blessings.
Tell the church it is because we are still looking up to God for the fruit of the
womb and I need to be in the city for my routine medical checkup.!”
“Adenike, I cannot do that! You cannot tell the Angel of the Lord who was in
the service that we were Joking. He must have taken the report of the service
to God. We have offered thanksgiving to the Lord on Adeyanju’s behalf...
How do we go back to God and tell him, we were joking?” Father said and I
knew I had to win this battle another way...
******
“What did he say?” Adeyanju asked
“We are going to Mororo, but don’t Worry Adeyanju, we will be back in not
so far away time from now!” I said smiling knowing how I was going to
deliberately fall sick in Mororo and get my father to pull me out of there in
less than a week....
******
The road to Mororo was terribly broken at different spots.. A journey that
should have taken 6 hours ended up taking us 9 hours. We eventually got to
Mororo around 4pm. Unlike most villages we had passed, Mororo appeared deserted. No one was outside.
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“Are you sure people live in this village?” I asked very terrified
“Well, The Map tells us this Is Mororo...” Adeyanju said
“Maybe we should try knocking on one of the doors?” I said
Suddenly a Lady ran towards our car... She had blood all over her body!
“Help me!” She said
“What is wrong? Are you okay?” I said very concerned, though afraid
“I am a witch and I just killed someone... The people want to burn me alive!
Please help me...” the strange girl said and as she did her black pupil turned
blue.
I froze on the spot and I am sure Adeyanju died on the spot as well...
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Episode twenty nine
I stood outside my house that Saturday morning and looked at all the good things that God has done for me. My life had taken a new turn ever since I gave it over to Jesus. I was still worshipping God for all He had done when Peter, one of my children brought my phone to me.
“Mummy your phone is ringing,” he said showing his missing tooth.
I took the phone from him and smiled when I saw the caller I.D.
“Yes love,” I said as I answered the call.
“Are you ready?” My husband answered from the other end of the line.
“Almost,” I replied.
“You guys should get ready on time because we can’t afford to miss our flight,” he said.
“Alright King,” I answered and we laughed.
We were going on a family vacation for a month to enjoy the summer with our children and stay off the stress of work and ministry for a while.
I got home at the early hours of that day and I just went straight to bed. I felt so much ease that I slept almost immediately my back landed on the bed.
“Good morning,” I said to Lizzy with a smile and she was looking at me as if she had seen a ghost.
“We are in the afternoon Jemima,” she said.
“Well, good afternoon then,” I replied and gave her a hug.
She escaped from my hold and kept looking at me surprisingly and I knew what was on her mind. She was probably wondering what happened to me that made my mood changed so much. I was ready to tell her but that would be after I have talked to my new found love.
I got off from my bed and I knelt down beside it. I didn’t really know how to pray but I just knew that when there is a will there would always be a way.
I closed my eyes and began “Good afternoon Jesus, thank you for the gift of another day. Thank you for forgiving me. I seriously don’t know how you were able to do that but I guess you have a big heart. Thank you for loving me just the way I was and also making me to be the way you want me to be. Thank you for my friend for making her to stand by me through this trying times. Thank you for sending Sophia to me. Thank you for my parents and my business. I’m really grateful for everything. Help me to live well today and make you happy always. Amen”
I stood up from where I was kneeling and was about walking away when Lizzy pulled me back.
“This is unbelievable, you, Jemima, praying, am I dreaming?” she said wiping her eyes.
“You are not dreaming dear, it is real,” I said smiling.
“I’ll tell you all about my experience after I have freshen up and eaten something,” I added and walked briskly to the bathroom before she would get the chance to pull me back.
I told Lizzy about all that happened to me the previous day and when I shared the story Sophia told me with her and the meaning, she was so touched and I was glad that my best friend also surrendered her life to Jesus. I felt so glad sharing the good news with her and was also happy when she wanted to accept Him.
It was different from when I had told her about Justin and when she said she wanted to meet him then I was so afraid that she would snatch him away from me. But the love of Jesus is so different that when my friend wanted Him I was so eager to share Him with her just because He has room enough for all of us.
I had thought I loved Justin but I was coming to understand that I only had lust and emotional fling that led to obsession for him because there is no true love outside Jesus. Sophia had given me her contact and I went to her place that day with Lizzy.
After two months that I made the greatest decision of my life, I was having the best times in my life. I had joined the church where Sophia was attending and I had met her husband and four children. Lizzy and I had also joined the discipleship class of the church and I always looked forward to those times where we would be taught the word of God.
I had always had zero interest for reading but ever since I became a Christian my love for reading had grown to my amazement. I had finished reading the whole bible in less than a month and had started again. I had read countless books on spiritual growth, sanctification, prayer, power, Holy Ghost baptism and lots more. I spent most of my time in my one-time closet that I had converted into my library.
I felt the leading of God to write down my story in a book and though I didn’t even know jack about writing I just decided to obey God. Because I had learnt that God doesn’t ask us to do the things we don’t have the power to do. He always gives us strength before sending us. I told Sophia about it and she advised I started immediately which I did.
In less than a month I was done with the book and Sophia helped with getting an editor and the book was ready for launching in another two months. I was happy and grateful to God that He could use my life to minister to others. I got ready for the book launching event and I broke down in tears at the caliber of people that left all they had to do and came to the event. It was so glorious that at the end of the event there were more than 100 people that wanted to surrender their lives to Jesus. I could not withstand it as I left the hall and stood outside to worship my God.
“I never knew you would honor me this way. I never knew you would use me this way…” I was singing and crying profusely when someone touched me.
It was a bit dark but I still knew it was a man. He gave me a handkerchief and I just took it without saying a word since I was crying out of joy not sorrow. He stayed with me for a while before introducing himself as Emmanuel, a business man and many other things he said about himself that I didn’t register because my heart was so overwhelmed. We exchanged contacts as I was eager for him to leave and thank God he did. As he walked away I sighed and went back to worshipping my God.
The book was selling so fast and there were a lot of demand to translate it into various languages. I also started receiving letters from schools, churches and organizations who wanted me to share my story with them and I initially wanted to reject such offers but Sophia advised I prayed and heard from God first before making any decision.
I prayed and when I was convinced about it I agreed. I became so busy as the invitations were increasing and Lizzy had to be my P.A because I needed assistance and she no longer had a job. She was a dancer at a club before she met Jesus and could not continue such.
I was returning from a meeting when I received a call from Emmanuel, he wanted us to do dinner but I was seriously tired and wanted to talk my way out of it but he always won and I had no choice but to drag myself to the place.
We had become so close since we met and we related more like siblings. I wore a frown as I approached him where we were to have our dinner and he pretended not to notice my frown. And I didn’t even know when I started laughing at his jokes. I caught myself and I stopped laughing immediately. He noticed and asked what was wrong but I just said I needed to leave and before I could walk away he asked me the question I had dreaded for years.
I ran out of the restaurant without giving him a reply. I cried all the way home as I regretted my past. Though I had been forgiven but the scar remained, I could no longer conceive, and when Emmanuel asked me to marry him I felt the pain once again.
Emmanuel was so bent on knowing why I ran off like that and even though I felt he was a man I could spend the rest of my life with, I was not ready to make him pay for my sins. After much consideration I told him about my condition and he just took it lightly.
“I had read your books, Jemima, and I know everything about you and besides I’m convinced about us,” he said that afternoon to my amazement.
“So what?” I asked him.
“So will you marry me?” He said again smiling and I was silent. I asked for time to pray about it and I did.
I had decided to have a low-key wedding and my parents and Emmanuel’s parents agreed but there was a massive crowd on my wedding day. I had invited few friends and family but I was shocked to see how many people turned up and seriously I felt honoured. A lot of them came to see how God changed my story from sorrow to exceeding joy. The wedding was successful and the marriage life was like heaven on earth. Emmanuel was the best gift God gave me after Jesus. He was caring, loving and understanding.
A shocking thing that happened was that I became pregnant after about six months of our marriage even without praying about it. I had felt unworthy to even ask God for a child after killing the three children He gave me.
I carried the pregnancy to full term without much stress and though the scan told us I was carrying a male child, I gave birth to triplets- two boys and a girl.
My husband, parents, Sophia, Lizzy and her husband(yes! God also blessed my friend with a prince charming) and all my friends were so happy and I decide then to add that goodness to my book to make my story complete.
A lot of people were eager to see my children and when the reporters came around I had no choice but to let them. I received a lot of congratulatory calls and emails. I also received an email from Justin asking for forgiveness and also telling me that he had met Jesus and I was so happy for him.
It had been ten awesome years of being married to Jesus my heavenly King and seven wonderful years of being married to Emmanuel my earthly prince and I can say with all humility that I am the most blessed woman on earth.

Are you still breaking God’s heart? Is your life still making God sad? Repent today and accept His love to enjoy a blissful life here and in eternity. Jesus loves you but hates your sins.
Till I come your way again with another exciting, inspiring and Godly story, remain blessed.
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THE GREATEST HEARTBREAK
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EPISODE TWENTY SEVEN
SOPHIA
“I was the only child of a poor farmer and my mother died immediately after she gave birth to me,” I started narrating my story to the eager young lady seated beside me.

My father did all he could to raise me well but he developed a strange illness and died when I was five. I was left alone in this world and since we had no relatives I started wandering about. I would beg to eat and sleep wherever night fall met me.

I continued like that until one day when I met a boy around my age. He was so friendly and gave me a lot of food and money. He asked where I lived and when I said I had no home he offered to take me to his house. I got to the most beautiful edifice I had ever seen, it was like we travelled to another country. The house was gigantic and a beautiful sight to behold and everything was made with pure gold.

I felt filthy and unworthy to even enter the house but he held my hand and we walked in together. I was given a warm welcome and had a change of cloth after I was properly taken care of. I felt blessed to have met such a wonderful friend. His father and mother accepted me to their family and started taking care of me. His father was the king of the kingdom and he was the prince. I started living in the palace from that day and attended the same school with the prince. We were treated the same way and in no time I was regarded as the princess of the land even though I was not even from that land.

My friendship with the prince grew and we were so fond of each other and inseparable. When we were about 17 years old, the prince promised to marry me and I thought he was joking until he told his parents and surprisingly they both agreed and even loved me more. I was grateful to him and could not express my gratitude enough as I was overwhelmed by the height of favour I had received from them.

When we both graduated from high school, the prince travelled to another city to further his education while I remained in the city. I was offered admission to the university in the city and was given first hand treatment as the future queen of the land.

I got missed up with bad girls on campus and they would always tease me for having bodyguards following me around and not having the liberty to live on campus. I felt pressurized and talked to the king and he agreed to my request of moving out of the palace and not having guards trail me around.

I joined my friends’ way of life and we were cruising the campus together. We attended every party and did everything you can imagine young girls doing. I stabbed lectures and was always paying my way through, since I had the money.

I made sure to maintain a good composure whenever I visited the palace and was glad that my foster parents and future parents-in-law didn’t notice the change in my behavior.

I was always criticized for refusing to sleep with guys but I always reminded my friends that I was engaged to the future king of the land and could not mess up myself. They would taunt me by saying that I didn’t know what the prince also was doing in school but I trusted that my first and only lover would not betray me, so I kept myself for him.

He would call me every day to tell me how much he loved me and how he was missing me badly and could not wait to see me. Soon enough I got tired of the distant relationship and decided to explore other men before he returned. I stopped answering his calls and would seldom reply his messages. I got involved with other guys and was living so carelessly until I discovered that I was pregnant.

I was so confused and scared because I could not even recognize which of my many boyfriends was responsible. I had disappointed myself, my lover and even his parents. I felt so used and didn’t know what to do. I asked my friends and they suggested abortion but it was an abomination in my kingdom and I would be hanged for it. Getting pregnant out of wedlock was also an offence worthy of death especially if the lady can’t point to the father of the child.

I wanted to run away from the land and save myself from death and as I was packing my things, the prince arrived. He was worried because I stopped communicating with him and he left his studies to check up on me to know what was wrong.

He came to my room that night and an idea came to my mind. I begged him to sleep with me but he refused stating that it was abomination. I tried to seduce him but his mind was made up and I even tried to force him but he was too strong to yield. I got frustrated and I screamed and just then his parents walked in, they were surprised to see us in such compromising situation and without thinking about it, I started shedding tears and accused him of raping me. He was surprised but didn’t say anything and I was shocked that he didn’t try to defend himself.

The king was a very just man and won’t condone his son’s misbehaviours so he asked the guards to seize him and lock him up after I said he had committed the abomination already. Since I was the one raped I won’t be killed but no man would marry me. I saw tears in his eyes as the guards took him out of my room.

I felt guilty and wanted to kill myself as the news of the prince’s bad behavior had travelled round the kingdom. The day of his execution was announced and the whole village came out to stone him to death. I would be the one to cast the first stone on him and I could not do it. I bowed my knee to apologize to him and he took my hand and said.

“I knew you were pregnant and didn’t know who was responsible. I had hired someone to check on your welfare when you started acting strangely and I knew all the bad things you did on campus. When you got pregnant, I knew you would get a death sentence for keeping or aborting the baby so I came so I would talk you to telling everyone I was responsible so we would both be banished and you won’t be killed.”

“I was surprised when you framed me but I knew you did all that because you wanted to live so don’t spoil the plan. You have come too far to give up. Just pick up the stone and cast it on me without looking back. But do me a favour, raise that child as mine and give him/her to my parents as mine so they would have a child to call their own,” he said with a smile.

I was so heartbroken at my wickedness and touched that he was still concerned about me even when he was to die unjustly and I was responsible for accusing him.

I could not cast the stone at him and locked myself up for days. I blamed myself for betraying him and also his parents. For paying them back with evil after all the good they had done to me and I could not cause them harm anymore. I wanted to kill myself but I always remembered the prince’s last wish and just kept living with the guilt till I gave birth to the child after which I ran away from the land without a trace.



Episode twenty eight
JEMIMA
I listened to her story with keen interest and was touched with the kind of love the prince had for the lady. I secretly wished I had met the prince and the lady met Justin so the bad people would be together and we loving people would enjoy life.

“That is sheer wickedness,” I said without even thinking what she thought or felt.

I could not imagine the pain the guy felt and also he had to die a shameful death just because he loved a wretched orphan.

She smiled at me and asked, “do you know who the lady in that story was?”

I was surprised at her question because I thought she was telling me her life story.

“You of course,” I replied and she let out a laugh.

“On the contrary Jemima, the woman in that story was you,” she said and I was thrown into uttermost confusion.

“I don’t understand,” I managed to say.

“I’ll explain she said,” and I nodded so she would know she had my full attention.

“You see that story is a replica of the sacrifice that Jesus the only begotten son of God bore for us all. You said what the lady did in the story was sheer wickedness right? Then I want to tell you that what you and every other sinner out there are doing to Jesus is sheer wickedness.”

He left His glory above and came to the world He created to save the mankind He created from their self inflicted burden and yet men crucified Him out of their jealousy and still He took their sins with Him to the cross.

He endured the pain, shame and ridicule just to make man worthy to stand before God. He left to heaven and is still making intercession for us and also provided everything we needed to live a good life. But man still go about committing sin and doing the things He has asked them not to do.

The bible says that God is angry with sinners everyday and that is making Him sad. He is not willing that any should perish but that all should come to repentance.

Jemima, God loves you so much that he doesn’t want you to perish, the bible says “for God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten son that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.”

He gave you this life for you to live for Him “Even every one that is called by my name: for I have created him for my glory, I have formed him; yea, I have made him” (Isaiah 43:7). But you chose to live your life for another man whereas you are hurting your own maker by indulging in things that He had commanded you not to do. He loves you so much that even after you have wasted your life by living your own way He still sent me to come and stop you from committing the biggest mistake of your life. If you had committed suicide today you would have gone straight to hell and I tell you that one minute in hell is worst than anything you have faced on earth.

Jemima, accept Jesus today and let Him take care of your pain and heartbreak. He said come unto me all ye that labour and are heavy laden and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn of me for I am meek and lowly in heart…

She was saying and the picture of how I had lived my life was coming to my mind. I have indeed wronged God and I knew I didn’t deserve His pardon. I broke down in tears as the gravity of what I had done to the only one that loves me genuinely dawned on me.

He gave me good parents, I was healthy, I had successful businesses and I could afford to live a decent life. But I grieved Him and broke His heart by committing fornication, abortion and lying and all the evil things I had done.

I felt so bad because even in the midst of all I had gone through I had never thought about God. I do go to church but I just played religion and I didn’t have any relationship with my maker.

I was busy running after Justin and forgot that I would stand alone before God when I leave this world and I would give account of how I lived the life He gave me. And if I didn’t have the stamp of His son on my life then I would be doomed for hell. I cried as all this reality dawned on me and I was grateful that it was not too late before I understood it. It would have been too late if I had died and discovered that I would be condemned to hell.

I prayed to God sincerely from my heart and asked Him to forgive me for breaking His heart all those years. Sophia led me to prayer and I asked the prince of Peace to come and reign in my heart. I took my heart from Justin and I gave it to Jesus the real owner of my heart and I was able to forgive Justin for all he had done to me.

After the prayer, I could not explain the kind of joy and peace that filled my heart. It was different from anything that I had experienced before. I felt like a new person and indeed Sophia confirmed it that “if any man be in Christ he is a new creature old things are passed away and behold all things are become new.”

I was happy that God loved me to the point that He sent Jesus to save me from death and when I despised that with ignorance He still sent Sophia to me. I felt special, fulfilled and was eager to share my experience with Lizzy.

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EPISODE TWENTY FIVE
“Wake up! Wake up! You need to see this,” Lizzy said shaking me violently and disturbing my beauty sleep.
It had been over six months since Justin travelled and I had begun to accept that he had dumped me for good and was never going to come back to me but sometimes I would still hope that he would come back.
I had stopped wearing the engagement ring and was at the verge of losing my house and business because of the loan I took for Justin’s business. I had cursed him under my breath and wished that he would also meet his own karma that would make him pay for all the evil he did to me.
I was depressed for months and could not sleep or eat as I mourned my life. But I had gotten better all thanks to Lizzy and her encouragements. She spent more time in my house to see that I was alright.
“I’m awake, what is it?” I said trying to open my eyes and I sat up.
She gave me her phone to read something but I could not understand what I was seeing.
“What is this?” I asked her.
“Look at it closely,” she said.
I looked at it and saw that it was a wedding invitation.
“Congrats to them. Are they your relatives?” I asked Lizzy and she gave me a funny look.
“Are you for real Jemima?” She asked me.
“Yeah or do I know them?” I asked sincerely and she took her phone from me, scrolled through and handed it back to me.
I was so shocked and could not believe what I was looking at. Justin was holding a woman and they were smiling at each other in pictures that looked like pre-wedding pictures.
I was quiet for a long time as the reality was dawning on me. Justin used me and finally dumped me and disappeared to marry someone else. He gave me a false hope and took away my money and I had to pay back the debt while he was living large somewhere else. The height of Justin’s wickedness brought tears to my eyes and they began to flow like a river. Lizzy stayed with me all day and was encouraging me but my heart could not bear the betrayal. I had fainted four times that day and could not explain how I felt. I had cried until tears were no longer flowing but my heart was still bleeding.
Lizzy tried everything to cheer me up but the hurt was too big. I could bear the cheating, beating and insults but Justin finally got to the peak and my heart got broken into uncountable pieces. Lizzy tried to put me to sleep and when I was empathetic towards her for all she had been through because of me even though she warned me; I pretended to be asleep so she could sleep.
Once she was asleep, I took my car keys and drove out of the house with no destination in mind. It was 11pm and I wanted to end my miserable life since there was nothing to live for anymore. I went to a bar and got drunk before heading to the bridge where I would drown myself and made sure that my ghost would haunt Justin till he won’t be able to enjoy life and he would die a miserable death.


EPISODE TWENTY SIX
Scumbag! Fool! Crazy idiot! I was screaming on the top of my voice as I took my sit on the side walk across the bridge. I was giving my life a final thought before I ended it and the reality of what Justin had done to me was hitting me deeply.
I screamed and cried tirelessly at the fact that I lived the life of a fool and I wished to have another life where I won’t be a fool in love anymore.
I checked the time and it was some minutes to 1am. I stood up and made an attempt to climb the cliff so I would fall into the river but someone stopped me.
“Excuse me young lady, what is the time?” A woman in her late thirties or probably early forties asked me.
I was surprised to see her because I had checked everywhere and made sure no one was around before attempting to jump and I was also hurt because she had interrupted my mission. It took me a lot of courage to push through with the idea and then a random stranger had gotten in the way.
“Get away from me!” I screamed at her but she didn’t move away.
“I need you to tell me what the time is young lady,” she said pleadingly and somehow I felt I could help one last person before I die.
“The time is 1:23am,” I said and she smiled.
“What are you doing here by this time?” She asked out of the blues.
“That is none of your business,” I said angrily.
“It is my business because I’m concerned about your safety,” she said with care in her voice.
“You don’t know me and how would you be concerned about me?” I asked getting confused.
“You are Jemima and you want to commit suicide,” she said looking straight into my eyes.
I was surprised at such knowledge she had of me and I wondered where she got the information from. She was not looking like all those hungry people that walk about the street deceiving people to get money from them but I was still skeptical about her.
“What do you want from me?” I asked her.
“I want to hear your story and tell you mine before you leave this world,” she said smiling.
“I don’t have time for that,” I said and made an attempt to jump but she held my hand.
“Don’t be in a hurry to die, lady. I just need 30 minutes,” she said and pulled me off the cliff.
She took me by hand and I followed her like a fool as we walked to her car. She gave me coffee to drink and I felt a bit sober as the effect of the alcohol I took was wearing off.
“I’m Sophia, an author and a reporter, do you mind telling me your story?” She said.
I kept quiet for a while trying to process what she wanted to do with my story.
“Why do you need to hear my story?” I asked her.
“I want to tell you my own story too but before that I would like to hear yours and don’t worry I won’t publish your story without your permission,” she said with a smile.
She was smiling a lot and that made it easier for me to warm up to her. I decided to trust the stranger and I started from the very beginning.
She listened to me with rapt attention and when I was crying uncontrollably she consoled me and gave me a handkerchief to clean my tears. She gave me a warm hug and it was nothing I had ever experienced before. I started feeling secured and could confide in her even though I didn’t know more than her name.
When I got towards the end of my story she was already shedding tears and she apologized for being emotional but I could not blame her at all. My story was pathetic and it would take an emotionless person to not be moved to tears at the height of the tragedy that I had gone through. I finished telling her all about me and we both sat quietly for some minutes before she spoke.
“And you think killing yourself was the best option?” She asked me.
I was surprised at her question, it was like she didn’t understand me at all.
“What else am I living for?” I asked her.
“What have you been living for before?” She asked sarcastically.
I thought for a while and felt so ashamed to admit that I had been living my life for Justin. Everything about me had revolved around him. I went to the university because of him. I moved to that particular city because of him, even when my parents wanted me close by.
“You have been living for a wrong reason,” she said when she noticed I was silent and I could not agree more with her.
“Let’s leave that for now. Do you want to hear my own story?” She asked and I nodded because I was eager to know if her story was similar to mine and have the sense that I was not alone because I felt alone at that moment.

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EPISODE TWENTY THREE
“Ladies and gentlemen can I have your attention?” He had said and everyone stopped their chatting and the music was turned off and all eyes were on him.

“Thank you all for finding time from your busy schedules to grace this occasion. I must say that I’m really overwhelmed by the gifts and all the love I’ve received from you guys and I really appreciate you all,” he said and everyone clapped.

“Can you join me here my angel?” he said looking at me.

I was a bit embarrassed because I used to be a very shy person who did not like to stand before the crowd or be in the spotlight and even though there were few people there, I was still embarrassed. I summoned courage and moved closer to where he was standing and he held my hand before he started talking again.

“I have been a naughty boy and silly most times but this beautiful woman here has loved me with all my imperfections. She has shown me the true meaning and shape of love and I must tell you that love is not blind but it is selfless,” he said and people giggled.

“If I should continue to mention all this woman has done in my life then we would be prepared to sleep here,” he said and the people cheered in excitement.

At that point I was already blushing and wondering what he was driving at.

“To the love of my life,” he said and faced me.

“I want to ask this question out of the jealousy of my heart and I would be glad if you would say yes.”

My heart was already beating fast and could pop out of my chest anytime.

“Will you please be my love forever? Will you give me the privilege of being the man you would spend forever with? Will you marry me Jemima?” he finally said and got on one knee while bringing out a beautiful diamond ring.

Everything around me stopped and I could no longer hear a thing. I felt it was a dream and too good to be true.

“Was this really happening I asked myself?”

The echoes of friends that were saying ‘say yes’ brought me back to reality and I said yes with the happiest smile I had ever made. To say I was happy was an understatement. I was bubbling with joy and I didn’t want the night to end. Friends came to congratulate me and even Lizzy could not stop admiring my ring.

“I admire your kind of heart,” Lizzy had said to me later that evening.

“You really loved this guy and fought for him. Even when I saw it as a foolish thing to do, you were so determined and now he is all yours,” she said with smiles.
“Thank you my friend for all you did for me,” I said to her.

I could not sleep that night as I kept admiring Justin’s sleeping face and was really grateful that I didn’t give up on my love.

I knew if we would prepare for our wedding and other things Justin would need a job so I went job hunting for him. He had been seeking for a new job since he lost the previous one and had gone for many interviews but there was no result. I tried my luck but nothing came out of it and I was discouraged.

I noticed Justin was no longer lively and though he was treating me well, he hardly smiled or even make any joke. He was always quiet, moody and lost in thought. After dinner on a particular night I asked him what he wanted to do.

“You can’t keep searching for a job forever,” I had said to him.

He had agreed with me and when I told him to join me in the running of my business he refused stating that it was not good to put one’s eggs in one basket. I reasoned with him and asked if he had anything in mind. He said yes and brought out a plan he had made for an importing and exporting business. It was so good and I commended his wisdom and all but the capital for the business was huge. I asked if he could start small but it was evident that he needed a lot of money to venture into the business.
I could not raise such amount of money at least not at that time and I remembered the look of disappointment on Justin’s face that night as I explained to him. He said it was okay and that he would source for the money elsewhere but I wondered where he would get such money.

I wanted to make Justin happy by helping him out so I sold part of my boutiques with everything in them and also took loan in three different banks using my house, land, car and my remaining boutiques as collateral and in less than two weeks the money was ready for Justin to make his first trip to get the goods.



EPISODE TWENTY FOUR
Justin was so happy that night when I told him and I was so proud of myself. He asked where I got the money from and I explained to him. He promised to pay back once he starts making profit and I could not wait for that to happen. He was so happy about the trip but I could not imagine he would be gone for a month.

“I’ll be back before you know it,” he said that night as he packed his clothes into the box.

I was moody the whole day and had refused to eat and even though he tried to force me I didn’t eat much.

“Come on say something,” he said when he noticed that I was not replying and I just burst into tears.

“You are being so dramatic,” he said before coming to pet me.

I could not sleep that night as I kept thinking on how I would survive for a month without him. I wished I could go with him but I couldn’t and somehow I was having a bad feeling about the trip. As if he would leave me for someone else and when I confronted him with my fears he only laughed and told me that I had his heart with me and that he was travelling without a heart that would be attracted to other ladies.

The drive to the airport was quiet and I could not hold my tears as I watched him walk away to the restricted area. I went home with a sorrowful heart and could not eat till evening.

I had waited for his call for a week and he did not call. I was worried that something might have happened to him. I had gone back to the airport to enquire if his plane left and landed safely and I was told it did.

I thought initially that he was trying to settle down and would call me once he had the chance but after a week I was feeling agitated that something bad must have happened to him. I had called Lizzy earlier like I always do every day since Justin travelled to give her heads up and she told me to calm down but I was losing my patience and was determined to go to the police station the next day to lodge a complaint.

I had gone to the police station, asked his friends if they knew anything about his whereabouts and they all said they didn’t and I was really frustrated. I went ahead as to call his mother but she said she has not heard from him in a while and that she hope he was doing fine and I had to lie to her that her son was fine whereas I didn’t know for sure.

It had been over a month since he travelled and yet no call from him and even the date of his arrival passed and there was no sign of him.

“I just hope what is happening is not what I’m thinking,” Lizzy had said when she paid me a visit.

“What are you thinking?” I asked absentmindedly.

I had not been able to do anything since Justin travelled and I found it difficult to even concentrate at work so I stopped going all together and only received report from my assistant.

“I think Justin just duped you of your money and has gone away to start a new life,” she said and I could not help laughing.

I showed her the ring that he gave me as a sign of his love and she just laughed.

“Don’t be deceived my dear, this guy is already enjoying his life somewhere else,” she said.

“Enough Lizzy, I won’t sit here and listen to that rubbish you are saying, I said angrily.

The possibility that Justin had left me was high and whenever I thought about his disappearance I always felt that he did it deliberately and was gone for good but I didn’t want to believe that possibility. But hearing Lizzy say it was like bringing my worst fear to my face and I could not deal with it that was why I had to shut her up.

She kept quiet and I kept staring at the door hoping that Justin would disappoint her and walk through it and explain to me that he probably lost his phone and his flight was delayed and he would hug me so tight but it was not happening and I was afraid and sad.

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EPISODE TWENTY ONE
It was over fourteen hours since I tied him down and he had messed up the whole place with urine. I had to vacate the room to avoid the stench. I knew deep down within me that if Justin should miss going to work for a day without seeking for permission he would lose his job and I wanted that to happen. I got him that job with my body and was ready to take it away from him.

I left him there and went to work after taking a few pictures of him to send to Lizzy. She was surprised and called me back immediately.

“What the hell?” She screamed as I answered the phone.

“That’s the beginning of my revenge girlfriend,” I said excitedly, though a part of me that I hate to admit was feeling bad for what I did to him but I had to suppress that part so I won’t ruin my revenge.

“Wow! That was smart of you and very brave. I never knew you could do that to the same guy you claimed to love,” she said still sounding surprised.

“If you love someone too much and they hurt you then you will hate them twice as much as you loved them before,” I said as part of my many ideologies from my years of experience in the school of love.

“Just be careful my dear,” she advised.

“Thanks,” I responded and was about to end the call when she asked what I was going to do next.

“I had not thought about that,” I said.

“I just want you to know that you can’t tie him down for too long since you are not feeding him. He might die from starvation and after you release him you must be prepared for the worst because he won’t let you go for this for sure,” Lizzy said and I reasoned with her.

She was a very intelligent lady and full of crafty ways and that was why she was always on top of her game and never a victim like I was.

“What do you suggest I do then?” I asked her and my wonderful friend didn’t disappoint me at all.

“Get a bodyguard for yourself and file a complaint to the police that someone is threatening your life and make sure he would hear you, give them his details and you would see how handicapped he would become,” Lizzy said.

“Wow! Bad girl, you are just so crafty,” I said and thanked my friend.

I went to an agency and in less than one hour I was able to hire a good bodyguard. He looked so macho and I was sure that his sight alone was enough to terrify Justin. I explained to him his duties and told him to wait for my call.

I had Justin’s phone with me and when he got a call from the office I picked it and told them that he had travelled and was sorry for not informing them that he had gotten another job and could not inform them because he had to resume urgently. I knew I was doing something that Justin would never forgive me for but I have stopped caring about him accepting me or forgiving me.

I went to my shops and made sure everything was ok before going back to the house. I called my bodyguard and he was on his way. I took care of the stench in the room and could not just stop the smile that was breaking out on my face.

The almighty untouchable Justin had been reduced to a chicken, he could not even utter a word after I pulled off the tape from his mouth and unloosed the chain. He just fell on the floor and remained there for hours. He came downstairs and I offered him food, he ate and I gave his phone to him. He just looked like a fool and I felt good as the hero of the night. He didn’t say anything but I knew he was angry.

The funniest part was the following day when he got ready to go to work. I just could not hold back myself from laughing and he must have been wondering what was wrong with me. I watched him leave and called my bodyguard to stand on guard because I knew that his return would be deadly.


JUSTIN
I knew Jemima had gone mad but I didn’t know it could be to that extent. I brought Julia to the house to make her feel jealous thinking that she still had feelings for me but she was indifferent and I was doing everything to make her flare up and leave my life for good. I never expected such outburst from her when I asked her to vacate the room. I thought she would cry and probably fight Julia but I got the greatest shock of my life. She had a bat with her and before I knew what was going on I was already blacking out. I woke up with a terrible headache to find myself tied to the chair in the room. The chain was big and she had a big padlock to lock it.

At that point I concluded that Jemima was dangerously mad and I tried to cajole her with sweet words but they had no impact at all. She just covered my mouth with a tape and all I could do was to watch her. When I saw her with my phone, I knew that she was up to no good. I wanted to unleash on her after she released me and was scheming the plan on how I would make her pay especially for making me miss work. But I was handicapped when I heard her calling the commissioner of police. I initially thought she was joking but when I saw a man seated in the sitting room I could not do anything. I was being choked in my own house and needed to just get out and I hurriedly got ready for work. She was laughing at me and I wondered why.

I got to work and received a suspicious look from my secretary, she finally said she was surprised to see me and after that my boss sent for me. I wondered what the occasion was because he hardly calls for his staffs but I knew that my staying away from work must have triggered the meeting.

I was surprised at the gibberish he was saying about me resigning from work inappropriately and I just knew that Jemima must be responsible. I tried to explain myself but he just didn’t listen to me and asked me to properly hand in my resignation and other official documents and properties in my possession. I had just lost my job, my house, my car, just because of Jemima.

I wished I could lay my eyes on her at that moment and I would strangle her with my bear hands. My friends were so busy with work that they hardly had time for me and I just went over to a bar nearby to brood.

Having Jemima in my life has finally costed me things that were precious to me. I had been the one benefiting from the relationship right from the beginning but then I had to experience the bad side and it felt so terrible. I could not overreact because I didn’t even have a house anymore, I had 48 hours to vacate the premises and I knew that I would have to probably live at the mercy of Jemima till I could sort myself out.


JEMIMA
I got back from work and met Justin in tears and I knew he really loved his job. My heart melted at once and old feelings started coming back. At that point I regretted my decision and wished I could do something to undo it.

I made food for him and watched him eat in silence. He told me he had lost his job and I was expecting him to blame me or curse at me but he just apologized for all the hurt he had caused me.

I was humbled at his gesture and once again my heart was calling out to him. I tried to stop myself but the love just kept filling my heart once again as I watched Justin on his knees. He cried for mercy and said he won’t stand up if I didn’t forgive him and I had to forgive him.

A broke man is really vulnerable I thought to myself as I held Justin in my hands. He told me about the house and the car and I just thanked God that I didn’t sell my house when I moved in with him. I told him not to worry that we would move to my house and he agreed. I knew it was because he had no place to go and that was why he was becoming nice since I was his only hope but my heart was just happy that he could turn to me in times of his challenges. We got our things ready and moved out of the house the next day and I felt a sense of hope rising up in me again like it was going to be the start of something new between us.


EPISODE TWENTY TWO
“I just hope Justin is fine wherever he is,” I said to Lizzy on the phone.

“He would be fine just keep trying his number and remember that he is not a kid so stop treating him as one,” Lizzy said scolding me.

“I’ll try but I’m becoming really worried and if I don’t hear from him today I’m going to inform the police first thing in the morning,” I said to her.

“Lover girl, just calm down,” she said teasing me.

“Thank you I’ll stay calm,” I said to her and ended the call.

It had been over six months since Justin lost his job and we moved back to my apartment. Justin had changed tremendously and in fact I was sincerely grateful that he lost his job.

He would make breakfast for me and serve me in bed most times, do the dishes, clean the house, wash my clothes and his, go to the market to get household stuff and other things. He would proclaim his love for me like ten thousand times a day, okay I’ve exaggerated that, but at that time I felt it was like that.

Justin stopped complaining and he would complement me always. He started taking me out or rather I was taking him out because I paid the bills but those outings were always awesome with Justin treating me like a queen. He stopped cheating and hardly went out without me. At first it was too good to be true so I didn’t believe he could really change.

“I don’t know if this is real or he is trying to play games with me,” I had said to Lizzy on the phone one afternoon after I had received a wonderful treatment from Justin.

“Just hold on, if he is pretending you would soon find out,” Lizzy had replied.

“But I seriously believe that he had changed,” I said.

“Give him time my dear, it might be the heat of the joblessness that is getting to him and he is just grateful to you for still staying by his side,” Lizzy said.

“All the same, I hope it’s a real change,” I said hopefully.

“I hope so too,” Lizzy said.

After that, Justin came to me one night and went on his knees, he said the most amazing things I have ever heard from him.

“I’m sorry for all the wrong things I had done to you my love. I was childish, selfish and insensitive. Please find a place in your heart to forgive me and please give me another chance to love, pamper, cherish and adore you. Because you are a special gift to my life and I can’t trade you for anything or anyone else,” he said and I just broke down in tears.

I kept crying uncontrollably as I remembered all the pain, anguish and sufferings I had gone through because of him. I remembered the abortions and even the pregnancy I lost due to his beating and tears would not stop running down my cheeks. I also remembered that I won’t be able to have a child of my own and I wept the more.

But more importantly I cried for joy at that great transition that had happened to him. The Justin I knew would not apologize for anything, but there he was apologizing to me and it was just too good to be true. I forgave him that night and I began to see a new Justin.

About two weeks later, it was his birthday and I had taken it upon myself to organize a small party for him with few friends in attendance. He was very happy and was virtually smiling wildly throughout the event. I had bought him a nice suit and a pair of shoe for the occasion and I made sure he was looking dope.

Towards the end of the party, he called for everyone’s attention and gave me the shock of my life.

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EPISODE NINETEEN
I had finally lost everything, all because I chose to love Justin. I asked after him and was told that he had not visited since I was brought to the hospital and Lizzy said she could not contact him. She asked what happened and after I explained to her she was hell bent on getting Justin arrested but I persuaded her not to do that.

“I don’t understand why you don’t want this guy behind bars,” she said to me.

“I just want to make him suffer in my own way,” I replied and Lizzy chuckled.

“In your own way indeed, like you did the last time and almost got yourself killed. Look here Jemima this guy can kill you and it is better for you to end things with him now that you can still move with your legs than wait for him to finish you,” she said.

I was not ready to let Justin go and I would do everything in my power to make him suffer but not behind bars I want to do it in my own way.

I was discharged from the hospital after another five days and I was sincerely grateful to Lizzy for all her support all the way. She was a good friend indeed and I blessed the day that I met her. She insisted I stayed at her place for a while before going to get my things from Justin’s place and I agreed. I needed time to plan my revenge very well and made sure that Justin suffered for all he had made me go through.

After carefully planning my comeback, I got my things ready to go back to Justin but Lizzy had a contrary opinion.

“Should I come with you?” She asked me.

“That would not be necessary, thanks I can manage on my own,” I answered her while getting all my things together in my bag.

“You would need help in moving your things out of his house,” she said.

“I’m not moving out of his house yet. I’m going to suck him dry and make him pay for all he did to me,” I said with great determination in my voice.

“You and I know that you can’t do that. The best thing to do is to stay away from him and forget him and let God judge him,” she said.

“He can’t go scot free after damaging my life,” I replied amidst tears.

“You don’t have to cry my dear. You have made a mistake by loving this guy already but you can still move on,” she advised.

“Move on to where? I can’t even give birth to any child again and that stupid Justin would just be walking around freely and want to live a good life after destroying mine. I won’t let that happen,” I said in tears.

Lizzy got up and hugged me as I cried on her shoulders. The thought of all Justin had done to me still hurts and I couldn’t bring myself to forgive him but all the same, I still wanted to be by his side and live the remaining part of my life with him and if I would die let it be that it was Justin that killed me.

“How do you intend to do that?” Lizzy asked me and I explained my plans to her.

“All these your plans are so lame and I tell you that this guy deserves something worse than that and I know you are a chicken hearted fellow you won’t be able to do it,” Lizzy said after I told her of how I planned to get my revenge on Justin and make him live his life at my mercy.

“I will give it a try and call you if I need any advice,” I said and left Lizzy’s house.

I got back to the house around 7pm due to traffic and difficulty in getting vehicle to take me home. I wondered why Justin didn’t even bother to check up on me and never called either. He left me in the pool of my own blood and came back to discover I was gone and didn’t even make any attempt to look for me. It was like he actually wanted me dead and gone from his life but I survived and was back to make his life a living hell.

I knocked on the door for a while before someone opened up and guess who?

It was another lady, staring at me like she had seen a ghost but I didn’t even care. I just asked her to make way for me and I found my way into the house. She locked the door behind her and asked if I was looking for someone. I told her no and she looked at me puzzled but I had promised myself not to get angry with any lady I found with Justin since I had no business with them, all my anger and frustrations would be vented on Justin.

She went upstairs and came back with Justin who just stood there and was looking like a dummy. I went to give him a big hug and the look on his face was priceless. I went into the room and arranged my things to move them back to Justin’s room. That time around, I was determined to choke life out of him. The lady came back upstairs shortly and took her bag angrily but I stopped her to give her a sisterly advice.

“My dear sister let me advise you,” I started

“You see, men are not the kind of human beings you can give your heart to. If you want to be happy in a relationship then you must not love the guy.”

“Look at me for example, I learnt this the hard way. I loved Justin so much that I had given my whole life to him but what did I get in return, he cheats on me with likes of you. And I don’t blame you for that because you might also be his victim. He must have promised you love the same way he did to me and won you over but all men are liars. Don’t commit to them just use them as much as you want and be happy with the services they offer not with them. So that when they misbehave you can easily replace them without blinking an eyelid.”

She just looked at me and hissed and walked away. I also could not believe that I said all that but wait, I think I have learnt my lessons already and will do well by guiding other girls to use their head before entering into any relationship. But as for me I was yoked with Justin for life and nothing would separate us.

Justin came inside much later and even though he pretended not to notice me I narrated all that happened to me at the hospital to him and finally said, “Now we can be happy together since I can’t get pregnant again.”

He pretended not to be listening to me but when I said the last part he looked at me with the kind of look that said “what the hell are you talking about?” But he didn’t say anything to me and I didn’t mind.

EPISODE TWENTY
JUSTIN
I wanted to pretend that I didn’t care about all Jemima said the other day but it was hard to do because I could not stop blaming myself for all that happened to her. If I could turn back the hands of the clock then I would, so that I could reverse the mistake of ever getting involved with her in the first place. But the deed was done and I just wanted her out of my life for good so that I could let go of the guilt and move on with my life.

I had tried to be nice with her and let her know that the two of us could not be together again but she seemed to have gone deaf or maybe it was her condition that was making her behave like someone that was mad. But all the same, I was tired of having her around and could do anything to see to it, that she left my house and life for good.

JEMIMA
Justin thought he could destroy my life and enjoy his own life but I’ll make sure that he paid to the last drop of his blood for everything he had done to me. He came to me the other day to plead with me that I should move on with my life and leave him alone.

“Can you imagine that?”

“Move on to where?”

“After ruining my life.”

I was determined to stay with him no matter what.

At that point I didn’t feel any love for Justin anymore but pure hatred and I was bent on making sure that he also would not enjoy peace in his life. He thought he could chase me away by being arrogant or ignoring me like he did in the past but little did he know that I was not with him to receive affection from him but to pull him down and watch him fall. However I had been gentle on him and we only lived together as house mates with little communication. I didn’t do anything to help him with house chores or house hold expenses and he never asked me to.

It is true that the leopard cannot wash off his skin. That was also true for Justin as he could not change from being a womanizer.

After about three months of living as house mates, Justin came home that day with a lady. She helped with his clothes, cleaned the kitchen and even made dinner. I was angry but just kept my cool since she didn’t cross my path.

Justin came to the room much later and asked me to vacate the room for them that his guest would be spending the night. I pretended not to hear him and continued pressing my phone. He came closer to me and pulled me up and that was what provoked the anger in me. I brought out the big stick I had kept with me for self-defense and used it on him. I kept on hitting him until he fainted and I saw blood coming out of his head. I carried him to the chair and used a big chain to tie him to the chair and I left him there.

I went downstairs to meet the lady and found her comfortably watching movies in the sitting room. She was looking at me disgustingly but I didn’t mind. I made food and sat there with her, she was uncomfortable around me and I could tell. She finally asked after Justin and I narrated my story to her. After which she apologized and left and I was left to torture Justin.

I had no intentions of inflicting physical pain on him but seeing his level of effrontery when he asked me to vacate the room for them just made me mad and I did things without thinking.

At that point, I was enjoying the sight of watching him suffer and beg for his life. I took away his phone so he would not be able to call anyone and when his pleadings became unbearable, I had to cover his mouth with a tape.

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EPISODE SEVENTEEN
After brooding for hours, I rose up with the determination to take my revenge on Justin. I had loved him all my life, gave everything I had to him and even slept with a man for him to get a good job and also aborted two pregnancies for him and had tolerated all the ill treatments he gave me all the while and suddenly he claimed not to love me again and wanted me to just walk out of his life.

I was determined to frustrate his life and make him regret all he had done to me and made sure that he won’t find peace with any other woman except he comes back to me. I became desperate and resolute to do anything to be in Justin’s life forever. I would also keep the pregnancy as a snare unto him and a hook to tie him down.

After that incidence, I moved out of Justin’s room and cleared the guest room for myself, I won’t move out of his house but I would no longer be a toy that he could use any how he liked.

I stopped cooking or cleaning anywhere in the house and I was always going to work early and coming back late. I became a regular visitor at Lizzy’s house and she was always giving me thumbs up and encouraging me to pay Justin back in his own coin.

Justin didn’t seem to mind as he would always come back late and paid no attention to me but I cared less. In no distant time, we became strangers to each other and no longer shared even the common greeting. I made it a duty to monitor his movement and was sad to discover that he was seeing other ladies.

I hired some thugs to follow him around and deal with any woman they saw with him and in less than a week they had beaten about five girls. I was sad to discover how promiscuous Justin was and I would have asked those thugs to deal with him too but somehow deep down my heart still wanted him back.

My thugs had rid Justin of all his girlfriends and he had to spend more time at home. I would cook for myself alone and watch him salivate at the aroma of the food. I was feeling sad about punishing him but I just had to do all I had to do to make him know that my love for him did not make me a fool.

He went out that evening and came back while I was eating the food I had prepared for myself. He looked at me maybe expecting that I would pity him and ask him to join me but I was gone past that stage.

He left his phone in the sitting room and went upstairs and my mind started telling me to check his phone and see if I would see anything to nail him for. I was fighting the thought and telling myself that I need not cross my boundaries. Just then, the phone rang and I ran over to answer it and just as I was trying to know who I was speaking with, Justin came out and gave me the beating of my life.

Justin was every bad thing but not a woman beater. He could insult me, nag, humiliate me, give me silent treatments and even cheat on me with many women but he had never laid a finger on me.

He took his phone from me and gave me a dirty slap that left me crashing to the floor. I gained my balance and stood up to return the slap and that was the last I could do. Justin held my hands and started kicking me and when I fell to the ground he stomped on me and I could only wish for death at that moment.

At first, I was shouting for help but at that point my voice had faded and life was going out of me. I watched as I began to bleed and I knew that I had lost my pregnancy and he didn’t even pity me at all and he just left the house. I was in so much pains and I wished my life would just end at that moment. I called Lizzy for help and was able to give her the description to the house before I blacked out.


EPISODE EIGHTEEN

JUSTIN’S POINT OF VIEW
Jemima suddenly changed after the conversation we had where I told her the truth about how I felt for her. I somehow wished I didn’t tell her because I was enjoying her services and had gotten so used to it that I regretted the outcome of telling her. She stopped doing anything in the house and was always cooking for herself alone making me salivate. I went back to eating fast food and junks and taking my clothes to the laundry since she was no longer willing to do that for me.

I also noticed that the girls I was with the past weeks have been falling into accidents and I was left to guess that it was not mere accidents and that Jemima was behind it. I had a premonition that she was monitoring me but could not decipher how she was doing that.

All the emotions I had left for her were anger, hatred and disgust. I wanted her to just disappear from my life if she would just be good for nothing. I was tolerating her excesses in my house and was waiting for the best time to kick her out. I came home that day after I was able to secure a secret place to meet with Betty to prevent her from falling victim of any attack from any thug.

I was eager to get ready and breathe fresh air once again when I heard my phone rang downstairs. I rushed down to answer it and met Jemima with my phone and I just lost my cool. I had been controlling myself all those years and had never raised my hand to hit a woman because I felt it was a sign of weakness for a man to do that. I would always walk away whenever she or any other woman provoked me to prevent doing what I might regret. Seeing her with my phone that day just provoked the beast in me and I did not even realize it until my hand met with her face.

I turned to leave but she attempted to retaliate and that was all I needed to lose my cool. I vented all my anger and frustration on her. I remembered the battered face of Caroline on the day she was attacked when we went out together and I got angrier. I kept on hitting her and didn’t even mind when she was shouting because I knew that there was no one to rescue her.

I wanted to hit her again when I noticed blood coming down her leg, I stopped abruptly and knew that my worst nightmare was over. I had been thinking of how to force her to abort the pregnancy because I didn’t want any baggage from my past to disrupt my future when I decide to settle down.

I took my keys and stormed out as guilt was beginning to rise in me and I could not bear to watch her in pain. I might not love her but I never wished she would die in my hands and I just wanted her out of my life and not to kill her. I seriously hoped she would make it. I cancelled my appointment with Betty as I needed to be alone to think about my life and to forget the horrible sight of watching Jemima bleed.


JEMIMA’S STORY CONTINUES
I opened my eyes in a strange place and saw Lizzy seated beside my bed. I was still feeling a little pain in my abdomen and I groaned as I tried to sit up. Lizzy helped me and called the doctor who tested me and assured me that all would be well.

I discovered that I was in the hospital and I had been there for about four days. I had lost the pregnancy and the doctor had to perform surgery on me to remove the dead foetus and also to remove my womb that was already ruptured to save my life. I cried bitterly as Lizzy explained all that to me.

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EPISODE SIXTEEN
The week went by so fast and I was enjoying every bit of it with Justin spoiling me with love. There were no harsh words, no outburst of anger even when I did wrong things like burning his shirt while ironing it. He just said it was a mistake and not to make a fuss about it. He always gave me information about his movements without me even asking and I felt really happy for this transformation.

I was eager to move in with Justin and give myself fully to him. At that point I felt like I could die for Justin if he asked me to. He helped move my stuff and in no time I had arranged my things in Justin’s house leaving my other things back at my house. I bought the house already so I was thinking of renting it out while I stay at Justin’s house and I would sell it off after I get married to Justin.

It had been two months of living together with Justin and I had not had any reason to regret my decision of moving in with him. Even in my opinion it was like that was what our relationship was lacking before, true intimacy, but it had been restored and we were doing just fine.

I had been feeling sick for a while and was so scared to do a check up because something in me was telling me that I was pregnant. I knew Justin did not like anything about pregnancy and the last time I got pregnant was when I was an undergraduate and I just hoped it had not happen again. I had always been careful and was always using my pills so it might just be ordinary malaria.

After much hesitation, I bought a pregnancy test kit and my worst nightmare was confirmed, I was pregnant again. I cried bitterly that day because I knew pregnancy was the last thing we needed at that time and not when Justin was already becoming warm towards me. I was confused and didn’t know what to do.

I remembered Lizzy and wished she was there with me. I called her and luckily for me she answered the phone. I cried my heart out to her and she insulted me once again for being daft and stupid but after which she advised me to tell Justin and that we were no longer kids and we were old enough to take care of a child.

I reasoned with her and decided to tell Justin about it. I thought of the best way of presenting it to Justin and finally decided to send him a text. I took my phone and hurriedly composed a message and I included in the message that the doctor had warned not to abort the pregnancy because it was risky. I sent the message to him and laid down on the bed expecting him to return.

Lizzy had told me that Justin was at the stage in his life where I can use a child to tie him down and make him mine forever. If I should keep the pregnancy, he would be forced to marry me and I was happy at the thought of that and decided to include a lie in the message to make him not suggest abortion.

Justin came back pretty late that night and I knew that he must have thought of what to do with the pregnancy. I welcomed him to the house and served his food which he ate without saying anything to me. I had determined not to mention anything about the pregnancy to him in words if he didn’t say anything. The atmosphere that evening was filled with unsaid words hanging in the air. I slept peacefully that night satisfied that Justin didn’t nag about the pregnancy.

After about a week of sending the text to Justin, he had pretended as though he didn’t know anything. I had begun to show signs of the early stage of pregnancy and could tell that I had passed the first six weeks already. I was scared of what the outcome might be if he decided to stay quiet. It would mean that he was not accepting responsibility and that could be dangerous for me and the baby. Justin came back that evening and I engaged him in a heart to heart talk.

“Did you see my text?” I said to start the conversation.

“What text?” Justin asked.

“The one I sent to you last week,” I replied staring at his face to read his expression and know whether he was faking ignorance or being sincere but his face displayed no emotions.

“I’m sure you sent more than one text to me last week so which one are you referring to?” He asked again.

At that point I was getting irritated with his questions but I just maintained my cool.

“Which of those texts do you think we need to talk about?” I asked him.

“It seems like you don’t have anything to do right? That is why you are here drilling me with questions. If it was a text then wait for a reply via text and stop bugging my life,” he hissed and stood up but I pulled him back and he fell back on the chair.

“What?” He screamed.

“I’m pregnant, Justin,” I said looking at him. He didn’t look surprise so he must have seen the text and was just playing dumb with me.

“Congratulations!” He said and started pressing his phone.

I was shocked at his reply and waited to see if he would say something else but just then my phone beeped and I got a message from him. I opened the message and it read
“Dear Jemima, I thought you are matured enough by now to take care of things like these but I was wrong. If a doctor asked you not to abort it then look for another doctor. I’m not responsible for whatever you do with your pregnancy. It is yours so keep me out of it.”

Tears came down from my eyes and I just let them flow freely. He looked up at me but didn’t seem to be bothered by my tears.

“Do you even love me at all?” I found myself saying without even thinking.

He just laughed and said, “do you want the truth?”

I nodded and he said, “I don’t love you at all. I once had a feeling for you but that was when we were teenagers but now it’s all gone. I loved the idea of being the first guy to sleep with you. I love the idea of having someone to do all the dirty things for me and also treat me like a king and you just came in handy and were useful. The truth my dear is that I don’t love the person called Jemima but I love all she does.”

I broke down in uncontrollable tears as the words of Justin were piercing my heart like arrows. If someone else had told me this I would have fought the person with everything in me and beat my chest that Justin loved me. But then it came directly from his mouth and it felt like my whole world was crashing before me.

He walked away from me and left the house and I just sat there and was staring into space for hours. I remembered how we met, all the good and bad times we had together and how Lizzy was always telling me that Justin was using me. I guess she was right after all and I had been wrong all along.

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EPISODE FIFTEEN

JEMIMA’S STORY CONTINUES
I bought the best of everything I saw in the market that I would need for dinner. I had made Justin’s best meal for lunch which I seriously hoped he ate and was determined to make his second best for dinner.

I got home so tired from the long trekking throughout the market to purchase the best things. I would have gone to the grocery store but I wanted fresh things and not the frozen and preserved stuffs they sell there.

I would have rested a bit but having looked at the time I knew Justin would arrive anytime soon and I didn’t want the food to be delayed. I wanted to treat him to a banquet that evening and I had even prepared the gown I would wear to make him fall head over heels for me.

I hurriedly prepared the meal and made chocolate cake for dessert. I also bought Justin’s favourite wine. I set the table neatly with new table clothes, cups and cutleries.

I went to have my bathe and just as I was getting dressed, I heard Justin’s car drove into the compound. I quickly finished my make up and went downstairs to welcome my love. I played a beautiful romantic song in the background and I could feel love flowing from the song to my heart and filling the atmosphere. I had candles everywhere and used the coloured light bulb to give the house a more romantic look.

Everything was set and I smiled to myself adjusting my clothes for the last time before opening the door for Justin. I gave him a big hug, took his bag and ushered him into the house.

To say he was stunned was an understatement. He was just looking at me as I led him to the table, served the food, fed him and also motioned to him to feed me. He didn’t say anything but I saw him smile and he looked at me in a way that he had never done before. I was so happy that all I learnt from Google was finally working in adding spark into my dying relationship.

We left the table after the meal and I led him to the sitting room where I served dessert and played a romantic adult movie that would spice the mood. I was not a fan of such movies but love made me do crazy things. We had not even watched up to five scenes before Justin grabbed me and the rest was history.

I once again had a wonderful time with Justin and seriously wished we would continue like that and be forever happy. I laid on the bed that night with smiles on my face as I watched Justin slept peacefully. My love for him had multiplied in many folds and I just wished to never recover from it.

I woke up the following morning still feeling happy and thrilled from the paradise I experienced the previous night. I guess there was no relationship that could not be restored with a little spark. I smiled to myself as I replayed the scene from the previous night in my head.

I suddenly jumped to my feet when I discovered that the sun had risen already. I must have over slept as Justin had left for work and I felt so bad that I didn’t make breakfast for him. I was about calling him to apologize for that when I noticed a note under my phone. My heart skipped a bit as I picked it up.

“You can move in your things by weekend if you still want to” that was the content of the note and I jumped up in happiness.

“My methods had worked and now Justin had fallen so flat for me,” I thought to myself.

I called him to apologize for not making him breakfast and he didn’t seem to mind as he said that I had gone through a lot the previous day and that I needed to rest and that was why he didn’t disturb me. I asked to bring him lunch but he declined asking me to rest for the day but when I insisted he finally agreed.

I ended the call and broke down in tears. Justin was finally making me happy. That was all I ever wanted and when it was finally happening, I could not believe it. I remembered my friend, Lizzy, and wished she was around to witness the change in Justin.

I left her a message about all that had happened and she only replied that she wished me well and that she would be there to console me when he breaks my heart again. I was so pissed with her reply but just decided to let it go since I didn’t want anything to ruin my happy moment.

“Some people are just so negative,” I said as I went to the kitchen to get started.

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EPISODE THIRTEEN
Justin left the house that evening and didn’t return until midnight. I tried to stay up for him but I slept off and only woke up when I heard the sound of his car. He came home looking really worn out and I wondered where he had been. He had a woman’s scent coming from him and I could only guess that he had been with a woman but I could not really ask him so it was just my assumption.

I left my house to come and spend time with Justin to show him how much I loved him but there he was leaving me in the house to go and spend time with another woman. I was really hurt but I was determined to do whatever it would take to have Justin by my side forever.

I could not sleep again that night as I was busy thinking on what to do to keep Justin to myself. I searched Google for possible methods and I was able to find some new things I could do with what I had been doing before.

The following day was a Sunday and we were still stuck in the house together. Justin spent the whole day on his computer and only came to eat breakfast and lunch without saying much to me. I really wished we could talk like we did when we were growing up but Justin had become so distant that I felt it would be difficult for me to catch up with him but I was willing to give him a chance.

When it was evening I suggested we went out and luckily for me he agreed. We went to a resort and I had what could be termed as the best night I ever had in a while. We climaxed the night when we got back home and I felt Justin’s love growing in my heart as I gave him my whole.

After the heat of the moment, I suggested to Justin that I moved in with him permanently and that was all I needed to ruin the blissful moment. Justin disagreed vehemently and insisted he got angry and left me alone in the room. He spent the night in the sitting room and even though I went to him to apologize and beg him to come back to the room he refused.

I woke up very early the next day to make him breakfast and also pack lunch for him. Justin didn’t say a word to me and even refused to eat the food I made for breakfast. And I had to forcefully put the lunch pack in the car and hoped that he won’t throw it out on his way.

I was so tired from all the stress that I had to go back to sleep. I didn’t prepare for work until noon, which was one of the advantages of running my own business. I didn’t stay long at work and I had to run to the market to get some fresh stuff to prepare a sumptuous dinner for Justin to pacify him.

JUSTIN’S POINT OF VIEW
“That weekend was the worst weekend of my life and I can’t imagine that I would spend another week with her in the same house and now she wants to live together. Sometimes I even wonder if she thinks at all. She’s just so obsessed with me and it is choking me.”

“I had tolerated her all these years just because there were a lot of benefits I derived from the relationship and not because I loved her or anything like that. As a matter of fact I don’t think I can ever love any woman. I just need them to satisfy me and do my biddings and that’s all.”

“But this Jemima is the most possessive of them all, she acts like she owns me and I can’t deal with it anymore.”

“I had shown her many red signals but she is just so daft to understand. She was my first love and I must confess that I felt something for her then but I was only a young naive teenager who just had a fling with an available girl. But I guess she was my worst mistake.”

EPISODE FOURTEEN
I was still lost in thought when two of my colleagues, more like friends, walked in.

“Hey man! How are you?” Marvin asked.

“He is definitely fine with that bitch in his house I’m sure he had a great weekend,” Steve replied.

I had told my friends about Jemima’s visit when we met at the club on Friday to stop them from bringing any girl over to my place since that was what they always did. They were both married and so could not go home with their side chics and any time they needed a place to use, they would come knocking at my door.

Marvin noticed the lunch pack Jemima forced into my car on my table and roared in laughter and Steve joined him.

“This babe has resumed wifely duties o,” Marvin said and laughed again.

“You guys are definitely crazy,” I said and took the pack from Marvin.

I had no intention of eating the food but could not bring myself to throw away food so I would just give it to a beggar on the street on my way home.

“Let’s taste the food to know if she’s good in the kitchen too and not only in the other room,” Steve said and snatched the pack from me.

He took a plate and dished the food. It was fried rice and chicken (my favourite) and at that time I regretted not checking it out.

Jemima was a good cook, a good friend and a great woman but I just don’t know why I can’t bring myself to see her as more than a pest in my life. Sometimes I tried to open up my heart to see if I could really love her but no my heart just can’t love her at least not the way she wanted.

“OMG! This chic is a damn good cook,” Marvin said with rice still in his mouth.

They were eating the food without even asking me if I wanted to eat or not.

“My guy, this one na jackpot o. Please if you don’t want this girl abeg pass her to me o. I can divorce my wife and marry her if she would be serving me this type of food every day,” Steve said and we all laughed.

These guys are crazy. They were one of the reasons why I had never really given marriage a serious thought. I could not imagine myself being stuck for life with a woman and having to cater for her and watch her nag me and monitor my life. It was something I couldn’t do or at least was not ready to do. I can’t be sneaking around like my friends and not have peace in my own house. And the thought of having kids running around and calling me “father” is another responsibility I was not ready to shoulder.

I guess I was happy the way I was but Jemima was bent on killing me with her clinging attitude. I wished she could be more like Caroline and Betty who just dealt with our relationship casually and never bugged me for attention.

They finished the food and trashed the waste after which they washed it down with a soft drink and I watched them behaved as if they had never eaten anything that tasted as good as that. Even though I didn’t taste the food, I knew it was good.

“Thanks for the food, man,” Steve said and patted my back.

“You are welcome,” I said with a smile and he noticed I was faking the smile and asked what was wrong.

“What’s up man? You don’t look happy,” he said and they both started staring at me expecting me to say what the problem was.

“The bitch asked to move in with me,” I finally said.

They both looked at me for a while and laughed out loud. I really didn’t find anything funny at that moment so their laughter kind of made me felt embarrassed.

“It’s not funny guys,” I said to make them stop but they just increased it and I was just looking at them till they stopped.

“How is that a problem?” Steve asked.

“You know he is a playboy and having one of the chics in the house is like limiting his chances of spending time with the rest,” Marvin said and he chuckled.

“You are my friend after all and can understand me,” I said and gave him a knuckle.

“But you are a man you should know how to manage ladies even if you are dating ten of them. Put them all in their places and as long as you are not married to any of them then you can do and undo,” Steve advised.

“The problem is that this particular girl is possessive. She acts like she owns me and she is always trying to monitor me and all that and you know I hate that,” I tried to explain my plight to my friends.

“She is the main chic now and that is what they do,” Marvin said and they laughed again.

“I’m serious guys,” I said and they quieted.

“If you ask me I think you will benefit more from having her around. She would make your food, wash your clothes, clean your house, take care of all your needs and also warm your bed. You can deal with the other chics by meeting them elsewhere,” Steve advised.

“The professional playboy!” Marvin and I hailed Steve.

“You know all these things well. I just hope your wife will not catch you one day,” I said and they both laughed.

“This guy is a learner,” Marvin commented.

“You mean you still don’t know how to deal with a woman?” Steve asked.

“I know a little but can learn from your professional skills,” I said and we all laughed.

“You will make her feel sorry for your wrong doings. You will never apologize to her and even if she catches you, you will still put the blame on her and make her beg you,” Steve explained.

I was stunned to hear this. I had always maltreated Jemima and sometimes I felt bad for her but then I was discovering that what I was doing was the right thing to do and that I had to always maintain my manly position without allowing any woman to push me around all in the name of a girlfriend or wife.

I went home that day with the determination to have Jemima around and use her as much as I wanted to without giving her the chance or right to question my movements.

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EPISODE TWELVE
It had been over two months since I got back with Justin but it only felt like a torture chamber. Justin had become worse and I can’t even question anything he did. I had not seen him for over a week and I could not go to his place unless I asked for his permission first and he had not answered my calls, texts and chats the entire week. Lizzy had also not been answering my calls since and she didn’t visit me either and I felt so lonely.

Luckily for me, after calling Justin for the umpteenth time, he finally answered and though he didn’t sound delighted to hear my voice I was really happy to hear from him.

“How are you and how have you been?” I asked excitedly.

“I’m fine,” Justin replied from the other end of the phone.

“How is work? Hope it has not been too stressful. I hope…” I was saying when Justin cut me short.

“I’m very busy Jemima, just go straight to the point,” he said bluntly.

“Can I come over?” I asked him.

“I just told you that I’m busy so do you want to come and disturb me or what exactly do you need?” He asked.

“I’ve really missed you dear and I was hoping we could spend the weekend together,” I answered.

“Sorry to disappoint you but some of us are not self-employed so we have work to do during weekends since we have deadlines to beat,” he answered sounding angry.

“I don’t mean it like that. Just for us to spend some quality time together. I promise not to disturb you,” I said pleadingly.

“Alright you can come but not this evening. Make it tomorrow in the afternoon and you can help me do some grocery shopping on your way,” he said and didn’t even wait for me to reply before hanging up.

“Well, that’s my Justin.”

I made a list of the possible things he could need and kept the list in my bag. I also took some clothes as I was ready to spend the week at Justin’s.

I also had the plan of convincing him to allow me move to his place so we won’t be far from each other. I had a premonition that he won’t agree since I would be close enough to monitor him but I would still try my luck.

The night went by slowly as I kept thinking of various ways I would make Justin happy. I had read some books and even attended some seminars on how to make your spouse love you unconditionally and I was ready to try those methods with Justin so we would enjoy our relationship.

I was also seriously hoping that Justin would mention marriage because my mom had been on my neck lately and I was getting tired of her constant nagging about getting married and giving her a grandchild. I didn’t want to push Justin by asking him but I know he would mention it soon.

I slept that night thinking of Justin and woke up the following day with so much enthusiasm. I was eager to see Justin and as soon as it was 11am I set out. I went to the grocery store first and at about 2pm I was already in Justin’s house. He had moved from the apartment I rented for him and was now living in his official apartment since it was closer to his place of work.

I was so happy to see Justin and expressed my excitement but I got the cold response as usual. His house was looking neater than I expected and I could only conclude that someone else must have tidied up the place because Justin does not cook, clean or wash.

I gave the shopping bag to him and he took it and walked into the kitchen without even a thank you. I didn’t really do it to be commended so it was okay by me as long as I was making him happy.

We ate, played, watched movies and did other things that lovers do together and when it was evening I suggested we went out but Justin refused and we were forced to stay back in the house.

“When are you leaving?” Justin asked me that evening.

“Next week,” I replied without looking at him.

He kept quiet for a while before responding.

“You want to spend a week in my house and you did not deem it fit to inform me before hand?” Justin asked with his voice displaying disgust and a little bit of anger.

I was a bit scared and had to choose my words carefully to avoid adding fuel to the fire.

“I’m sorry I was going to tell you,” I said shivering.

“Since you didn’t tell me then you are not allowed to stay,” he said and stood up to walk away.

I grabbed his hand and went on my knees pleading with him to let me stay. He stopped and looked at me pitifully and then said I could stay before walking out.

Should I have really had to beg before spending a week in my boyfriend’s house? I guess my case was special or was I just being stupid? I was really grateful to him and I promised myself to do everything in my capacity to make him love me more.

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EPISODE ELEVEN
I made breakfast, cleaned up my house and totally ignored Lizzy and all her remarks. She wanted to make peace and just like Justin she didn’t want to say the words and I was not ready to forgive her until I hear the words.

“I’m sorry,” I finally heard Lizzy say as I cleared the used dishes.

I pretended not to have heard her and I went into the kitchen. She came behind me and gave me a back hug and that was all I needed to melt again. I think my heart is made of ice that melts at every sign of heat.

I forgave her and told her about what Justin did again which she was so eager to hear.

“Justin asked me to sign some papers,” I said to Lizzy as I sat down.

“What are the papers about?” She asked.

I brought them out and showed them to Lizzy.

“Are you for real? This guy is officially crazy,” she remarked.

“So you mean you would have to adhere to all this terms and conditions just to be his girlfriend. What if you eventually get married to him? He will make you sign an undertaken,” Lizzy said out of disgust and I kept looking at her because she had not gotten to the worst part.

The relationship contract which was the first contained the terms and conditions that I needed to adhere to in order for Justin to continue in the relationship.

They include: I must not visit him unannounced. I must not acknowledge that I know him if I should see him in a public place. I have no right to question him on anything he does. I must not check his phone for any reason. I must not harass any of his visitors especially ladies and I must always stay clear of his personal space.

The second one which was the reconciliation contract contained an apology. I had to apologize to the lady I slapped and made sure she forgave me otherwise he wouldn’t forgive me.

The last one which was payment for damages was a list of things I would buy for the lady to pacify her and I would be the one to fund her upcoming birthday party and get her a befitting present.

By the time Lizzy was done reading the contracts her jaw had dropped and she just could not hide her surprise.

“This guy don mental, who does he think he is?” She hissed and looked at me.

“What do I do? I asked her to her amazement.”

“Are you seriously asking me that? You mean you are confused or what? I thought you are done with this guy already and I can’t believe you are considering agreeing to his terms,” she said angrily.

But really I was confused. A part of me wanted to just burn the papers and never have to think of Justin again but another part of me wanted to give him a chance again and give our relationship the last chance to see if it would work.

Even though Lizzy advised me not to have anything to do with Justin again, I could not stop myself.

After much consideration, I agreed to his terms and signed the papers. After which I took them to Justin who was beaming with smiles as if he had won a lottery. I sought out the lady and I apologized to her. Though at first, she was reluctant but after I persisted and gave her all the things I bought she forgave me and called Justin to inform him that she had forgiven me.

Her birthday party was held at one of the most expensive resorts in the city and I spent a fortune to put everything together. In fact, I had never organized such an exquisite party for myself before.

Justin attended the party and since I could not acknowledge him in public I was left to watch him from afar as he paraded himself with the lady all through the night. I was hurt with the public show of affection he was showing her but I could not do anything since I knew that I was his main chic and the girl can only pass as a side chic.

Lizzy ditched me once again because of my decision to go back to Justin. She said she was tired of having a foolish friend and could not stand my stupidity.

But was I really stupid? I mean I love this guy and there was nothing wrong with me trying to make our relationship work even if it means that I would have to play the fool.

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EPISODE TEN
I got ready and followed Lizzy to the club. That would be my first time of going with Lizzy even though she had always been persuading me and telling me of how I needed a break from Justin and that I should at least come and enjoy my life but I had always refused telling her that Justin was my life.

But that day I had had enough of Justin and was really optimistic about starting a new life and moving on. I knew it was going to be hard but I was determined to give it a try and save myself from my present misery.

We got to one of the most famous clubs in town and I found a good spot to have a clear view of everything going on. There were a lot of people there; old and young, male and female and it seemed like a different world entirely where everyone was happy and it seemed as if they had no worries at all.

I watched some people as they danced wildly to the buzzing sound of the music and while some drank vigorously as if they wanted to drown themselves and some others like me looked as though they were there for the first time.

Lizzy went away and later came back with some bottles of alcohol. I had never taken alcohol before but I was willing to give it a shot just to get Justin out of my mind. At first it tasted badly and I was having a hard time swallowing it but after few cups it was tasting better and I finally lost count of the many bottles I drank.

Lizzy dragged me to the dance floor and I made sure that I danced away my sorrows. I was smiling wildly and was screaming as the sound of the music was soothing me. I must confess that I had a great time that night.

Lizzy finally found herself a man to go home with and she left me there alone. I got behind the wheels and drove home. Even though I was so high and tipsy and was feeling drowsy and nauseous, I was able to drive back home successfully. I found myself outside the door knocking fiercely and then Justin opened up.

“What are you doing in my house?” I said to Justin as he opened the door.

“You are so wasted. So you now drink?” Justin said but I didn’t care to listen to him.

I vomited everywhere and was feeling like my intestines would come out from my mouth. Justin helped to clean up the mess I created and I just slept off.

I woke up the following morning with serious hangover. I looked around and was surprised to see that I was at Justin’s house. I tried to remember what happened the previous night and I discovered that I had driven to Justin’s house in my drunken state. I was so ashamed of myself and was trying to sneak out when Justin came downstairs and I knew that I had to face him.

“I’m sorry for coming here like that, I started. I had no intentions of barging on you,” I said sincerely and Justin just laughed.

“Just tell me you could not bear to live without me and that was why you got drunk so as to have the courage to crawl back to my house after causing such a mess. I thought you said you were done and now you are back here,” Justin spat angrily.

I waited for him to calm down before I finally spoke.

“I’m sorry but it was not really intentional,” I said with tears forming in my eyes again and I had to look away from Justin.

“Don’t cry yet o, wait till I pass my judgment before you cry,” he said and brought out a file.

The file contained some papers. The first was a relationship contract and then another one containing reconciliation agreement and then the last one was payment for damages. I kept looking at the file without understanding what was going on.

Justin sat me down and explained to me that if I wanted to continue with our relationship then we have to agree on basic things and if I can’t agree then I should walk out of his life and never come back. He walked away and left me seated there like a zombie wondering what just happened.

I got home that morning to find Lizzy in my house with the man she left the club with the previous night. I was so angry at her because I had warned her never to bring a man into my house again and there she had done it again. The man quickly got dressed and ran out of the house.

“Useless man,” I hissed after shutting my door.

I went back to Lizzy to give her a piece of my mind but she just shoved me away.

“Don’t even yell at me, go and yell at that your useless boyfriend. You have the energy to get mad at me but can’t even get mad at the man that has been mistreating you all this years,” Lizzy had said that day and her statements were like daggers in my heart.

Lizzy had always been a blunt person but I would not allow her use my weakness to insult me. I tried to defend myself but she spoke again.

“You went back to his house to apologize as usual right? You are such a weak girl. I don’t even know where I met such a dumb-ass like you,” she said and walked into the bathroom.

I don’t know why the people I loved constantly treated me like trash and I won’t even be able to get angry or stay angry at them.
“Am I even normal at all?”

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EPISODE SIX
When Justin got to his final year, the unexpected happened. He got a call from home that his father was involved in an accident and had passed away. Justin was so devastated and I was by his side all the way. We travelled home for the burial and Justin’s uncles came from the village to claim their brother’s wealth.

The pathetic thing about the whole situation was that Justin’s father did not leave a will and his younger brother was his next of kin. That left Justin and his mother with nothing to call theirs. The family took everything and left the house since it was rented. Justin’s mother was a teacher in a private secondary school and so her salary could not sustain the family. Justin needed a lot of money at that time for his project and other things. He was always sad and lost in thought and I felt the need to help my love.

I compelled my parents to take up Justin’s bills and I was always demanding money from them at his request. That year finally became my best year in the university as Justin started treating me like a baby. He would always do everything to make me happy and I was grateful that circumstances had made my Justin change.

Justin graduated with a very good result and once again he was leaving me in school. I was sad but at the same time happy that he could now live the life of his dreams and help his mother financially. I was also determined to face my studies and come out with a good grade and though it was not easy due to my past unseriousness and failure I put in all my best and I was able to achieve it.
I reconciled with my best friend Lizzy after Justin left the school and we had wonderful times together enjoying our final year in school.

We were posted to different states for our compulsory one year national service and though I wanted to work my posting to where Justin was now working but I was unable to and I just learnt to live far away from Justin. We mostly talked on phone and sometimes I travelled down to visit him and spend time with him. Most of the time, he didn’t appear thrilled to see me when I visited but we still had great times together. For those times, I didn’t see him with any other woman and I became convinced that he had changed.

Life was so fair on me and even though I didn’t do so well in school, I was able to establish the business of my dreams. With the help of my parents I built a multinational shopping complex and I was importing various things into the country. I moved to where Justin was and once again I was close to him even though we were not living in the same house.

Justin was living in a one-room apartment and I was always embarrassed anytime I paid him a visit. He was managing in a school as a teacher and I felt his pain of not getting a befitting employment. I got him a car and a new apartment close to where I live to make him closer to me.

“You don’t like it?” I asked Justin after showing him the house and the car but he didn’t seem to be happy.

“Are you trying to shove it in my face that you have made it in life?” Justin asked me leaving me surprised at such an uncalled for outburst from him.

I could not get mad at him because I knew he was having a hard time. His mother was depending on him to bring them out of poverty and now a girl he graduated before and even with better grades than was buying him a house and a car.

I went over to him where he was seated and I saw tears flowing from his eyes. I was moved with compassion because that was the first time I would be seeing Justin in tears, he didn’t even cry when his father died. I was determined to get him a good job at any cost.

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EPISODE SEVEN
I contacted a lot of people that I knew and even asked my dad for help. Justin got a lot of interview offers but none of them called him back for the job.

I finally asked a chief who was into oil and gas for help and he promised to help Justin on the condition that I gave him my body. I felt insulted and I left the place in anger. I was so angry that Justin noticed it when I visited him later that day. He asked about my mood and I narrated everything to him. He asked for the prospects of the job and I told him that the pay was good with other benefits.

“Then you mean you can’t make that little sacrifice for me to be happy,” Justin said throwing me off guard.

Was he asking me to sleep with an old man to get him a job?

“I can’t continue to depend on you my whole life, I’m a man and I need to take responsibility for my life. Please do this for me?” He begged with so much sincerity that made me shed tears.

“My body belongs to you Justin and I have vowed that no other man would ever have access to it,” I said.

“If it belongs to me then you would be willing to use it for me. There is no big deal in this Jemima, a lot of people do it and it is just one night and I would get a good job to take care of you and my mother,” Justin said.

“You can always get a better job elsewhere Justin. The price of this job is too high and I can always take care of us till you get a better job,” I explained and Justin went quiet.

“I guess you don’t love me indeed like you claimed,” he said after a brief silence and walked away.

Justin didn’t say anything to me again that evening till I left his house and I didn’t get why he was so angry.

He should be happy that he had a woman that could keep herself for only him and not be angry. I thought of what Justin asked of me and the more I thought about it, the more I knew it was a wrong thing to do. I called Lizzy to inform her and she supported me. She was of the opinion that a man that truly loved a woman would not want to share her with anyone else. She said it was an indication that Justin didn’t love me but I knew that she never liked him so she was just saying that out of her well of disgust for Justin.

After much consideration I decided to do it for him and even though I was not happy I went through with it to prove to Justin that I really loved him. I had the worst night of my life with the chief and got Justin his dream job.

He started acting up after he got the job and he was always busy. I went back to the rat race of always fighting for his attention and anytime I confronted him about it he would just say it was because of work. I started regretting getting him the job since it was taking most of his time.

I noticed Justin no longer touched me and anytime I spent the night at his place, he would just sleep like a log pretending not to notice the presence of a woman. I confronted him about it and he told me he doesn’t eat left-over. I didn’t understand but when he finally called me used garbage to my face I understood he was talking about the chief incident that got him a job.

Once again I was being treated like a trash by Justin and I knew that I didn’t deserve such a treatment from him after all I had done for him. I wanted to hate Justin but the mere thought of him melted my heart and I could not bear to live without him. I guess I had become a slave to love.

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EPISODE EIGHT
I was still lost in thought of all I had been through in the hands of Justin when I heard a knock at my door. I knew it could only be Lizzy since she was the only friend I had and the only one that visited me unannounced. My employees don’t come to my house unless I called them and Justin only comes whenever I dragged him along. I stood up reluctantly and staggered to the door.

“Wassup bestie,” Lizzy said with a big smile and hugged me.

I tried to hide my sadness from Lizzy by faking a smile but she could see through me.

“I’m cool dear,” I answered.

“You are definitely not cool and I know it. So tell me what is the problem this time? What did Justin do?” she asked.

Lizzy knew all about my ordeals with Justin and knew that whenever I was in a foul mood it would always have something to do with Justin. I kept quiet for a while and after I was able to gather my words I narrated everything to her.

“You remember I told you about the chief that wanted to give Justin a job sometimes ago but on the condition that I slept with him,” I started and Lizzy nodded telling me that she remembered all that happened then.

How Justin convinced me to do it and how he got the job afterwards and how life had been better for him since then.

Since Justin got that job, he became distant and was always claiming that he was busy and all that. And anytime I visited him he would not touch me with the excuse that he was tired and needed to rest.

I decided to confront him about that sometimes ago and he told me that I was a left-over that he could not deal with. He said he could not touch a woman that has been used as a tool for getting a job.

Though I felt bad about that, I decided to forgive him and was always begging him to forgive me and all that until he finally gave in to my pleadings and started touching me even though his attitudes were still filled with disdain. I was saying until Lizzy interrupted me with her screams.

“You mean he did all that. Why didn’t you tell me? You this girl don suffer for this boy hand o (you have really suffered). Is that why you are moody?” Lizzy said with her voice roaring like a thunder.

I kept quiet until she was calm before I continued.

“You have not heard the worst part o,” I told her.

“What could be worse than all these he has done to you?” She asked.
“Wait till I finish my story.”

I continued tolerating all his excesses and whenever he had to travel on official purposes I was always sad because he would be gone away and knowing the kind of person he was I knew he could do and undo. I tried my best to monitor him just to make sure he was not seeing someone else but I guess I lacked sufficient detective skills to catch him.

Unknown to me, he was going out with his secretary and was also having something to do with another lady in the firm.

“How did you find out?” Lizzy interrupted me again.

“Wait girl, don’t be faster than your shadow. I’m going to give you the full gist.” I said with the calmest voice I could afford at that time because my inside was boiling and I was feeling really broken and wasted and talking about my hurt was only making me hurt more.

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EPISODE NINE
I didn’t check the employment letter I brought for him so I didn’t know that he had an official car and an apartment. So whenever he told me that he was going on a business trip he would move to his official apartment and do whatever he liked there with those ladies.

Sometimes he travelled for as long as five months and he would return to tell me stories of how the trip was and all that. Justin had been living like that ever since and I never for once suspected a thing.

I had some businesses to do in the next city and that was where I saw chief again. He was pleased to see me but I wasn’t thrilled to see him again at all. He commended Justin’s hard work and how he was pleased to work with him and how well Justin was impacting into his organization. I asked him why he was always making Justin to travel and do a lot of field work if he was enjoying Justin’s contribution in the office.

He gave me the greatest shock by telling me that Justin had never gone on a business trip since he started working for him. I was surprised because Justin was away at that time. I asked if Justin was at work that day since he said he just arrived and chief said he was.

At that point I knew Justin had been playing a fast one on me. I enquired about his address as I knew he must have filled that out in the office and the chief told me that Justin had been living in the company’s apartment for staffs and that he sometimes travel to be with his sick mother.

He gave me the two addresses and I discovered that Justin registered the apartment I got for him as his mother’s address while his residential address was somewhere else. I thanked the chief as I secured the next flight back to the city. I could not wait to unravel the mystery behind Justin’s incessant business trips.

I got to the address and called Justin to ask him again. Something in me wanted all these to be false and I wanted to believe that Justin was really sincere to me and maybe the chief was mistaken him for someone else. I asked Justin where he was and he said they just finished for the day and that he was heading back to his room in the lodge. I ended the call and stepped out of my car.

The compound was really big with a lot of apartments but I had no problem recognizing where I was going because I had a full description. I knocked on the door and Justin opened up. He looked surprised to see me and he was still holding the door asking me what I wanted but I pushed him away with all the strength I had and found my way into the house.

The house was well furnished and looked like it had been in use for a while. I sat on the chair and was looking at Justin with a wicked smile on my face. He had been exposed but I was still curious about what he was hiding and was waiting for the cat to crawl out of the bag.

“You are not welcome here Jemima, so get yourself out of this place now before I lose my temper,” he said with eyes and voice filled with rage but I was not moved.

I asked him why he lied to me and he said he owed me no explanation. I was hurt but I kept my cool. I asked him why he was treating me badly and he just ignored me and went upstairs.

I made myself comfortable in the house and promised myself not to leave until I get to the root of the matter. I found the kitchen and decided to cook for Justin since he liked eating and I hoped that he would open up to me and tell me what I was not doing right so I could change for him.

I had finished cooking the food and was about dishing it when I heard a squeak from the door and finally it opened. I went to the living room to see who the guest was because I had never seen Justin with any friend before and whenever I asked him he would say he came as an only child because he didn’t need friends.

I saw a lady holding a shopping bag and she was saying “I’m home baby” I was looking at her and when she looked up she asked who I was. I also directed the question back to her and she said she lived there and I should better start talking or she would call the cops.

I could not even say anything. Justin was living with a woman when he told me when I suggested we live together like we did on campus that he didn’t want to get used to having me around and that he wanted us to miss each other so we would value the moments we had together.

I felt my legs going numb and I had to sit down to avoid passing out. She took her phone and dialed Justin’s number and he came downstairs.

“Who is she?” She said immediately she sighted him.

He looked at me for a while and said “she’s not important.”

“Welcome dear” and he went over to hug her in my presence.

At that time, a concert had already started on my head and I could feel the sound of the drums banging every part of my head.

“I would not take this insult from Justin again.”

I went back to the kitchen and the lady came after me questioning me. Before I knew what was happening I had landed her three slaps. I vented all my anger on her and made sure that I left a mark on her face.

Justin ran to the kitchen when he heard her scream and for the first time in my life I could stay angry with Justin staring at his face. He tried to lift her up and I gave him a piece of my mind. I didn’t allow him to talk and when he wanted to insult me like he always did I gave him a dirty slap and stormed out telling him that I was done.

I know I should have done that before then and even though it took me so long, I just want to forget all about Justin and move on to a better life with someone that deserves me.

“It hurts so much that I have wasted the better part of my life with someone like that.” I said amidst tears as I leaned on Lizzy’s arms who was busy comforting me.

I knew she had warned me earlier about Justin but I was blinded by my feelings and could not do anything to get out of the cage I had been living in. Lizzy encouraged me and gave me hope that there were better men that were ready to love me and not make me go through hell as Justin had done. She made dinner for me and convinced me to go to the club with her. I didn’t want to but she was persistent and was not ready to take a no for an answer so I had to give in to her request.

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EPISODE SIX
When Justin got to his final year, the unexpected happened. He got a call from home that his father was involved in an accident and had passed away. Justin was so devastated and I was by his side all the way. We travelled home for the burial and Justin’s uncles came from the village to claim their brother’s wealth.

The pathetic thing about the whole situation was that Justin’s father did not leave a will and his younger brother was his next of kin. That left Justin and his mother with nothing to call theirs. The family took everything and left the house since it was rented. Justin’s mother was a teacher in a private secondary school and so her salary could not sustain the family. Justin needed a lot of money at that time for his project and other things. He was always sad and lost in thought and I felt the need to help my love.

I compelled my parents to take up Justin’s bills and I was always demanding money from them at his request. That year finally became my best year in the university as Justin started treating me like a baby. He would always do everything to make me happy and I was grateful that circumstances had made my Justin change.

Justin graduated with a very good result and once again he was leaving me in school. I was sad but at the same time happy that he could now live the life of his dreams and help his mother financially. I was also determined to face my studies and come out with a good grade and though it was not easy due to my past unseriousness and failure I put in all my best and I was able to achieve it.
I reconciled with my best friend Lizzy after Justin left the school and we had wonderful times together enjoying our final year in school.

We were posted to different states for our compulsory one year national service and though I wanted to work my posting to where Justin was now working but I was unable to and I just learnt to live far away from Justin. We mostly talked on phone and sometimes I travelled down to visit him and spend time with him. Most of the time, he didn’t appear thrilled to see me when I visited but we still had great times together. For those times, I didn’t see him with any other woman and I became convinced that he had changed.

Life was so fair on me and even though I didn’t do so well in school, I was able to establish the business of my dreams. With the help of my parents I built a multinational shopping complex and I was importing various things into the country. I moved to where Justin was and once again I was close to him even though we were not living in the same house.

Justin was living in a one-room apartment and I was always embarrassed anytime I paid him a visit. He was managing in a school as a teacher and I felt his pain of not getting a befitting employment. I got him a car and a new apartment close to where I live to make him closer to me.

“You don’t like it?” I asked Justin after showing him the house and the car but he didn’t seem to be happy.

“Are you trying to shove it in my face that you have made it in life?” Justin asked me leaving me surprised at such an uncalled for outburst from him.

I could not get mad at him because I knew he was having a hard time. His mother was depending on him to bring them out of poverty and now a girl he graduated before and even with better grades than was buying him a house and a car.

I went over to him where he was seated and I saw tears flowing from his eyes. I was moved with compassion because that was the first time I would be seeing Justin in tears, he didn’t even cry when his father died. I was determined to get him a good job at any cost.

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EPISODE FOUR
School finally resumed and I was happy to be by my lover’s side. I made sure that I was available for him and was always at his beck and call. I took care of all his needs, washed his clothes, cook his meals and I was always doing my best to look attractive for him.

Though he never commended or complimented me for anything, I knew he was grateful. I would always make sure I was around anytime Justin would be in the room so that he would not stress himself if he needed anything. He said I was choking him but I was only protecting my territory. I took his time-table so I would know where he was at every time of the day and I would have gotten a tracking device and planted it on him if I knew where to get one.

I was always worried when he gets sick, tired or had long hours of lectures. I sometimes left my class and attended lectures with him even though we were not in the same department.

We were the couple of the year and everyone was envious of us and I was always happy even though Justin would always complain about my attitude and sometimes he would say I’m obsessed with him but I didn’t think I went too far. All I was trying to do was to make Justin see how much I loved him.

I became pregnant for Justin the second time and I was really scared of what he would do to me. The first time I got pregnant I was happy and I didn’t think much of what my parents would do to me since I was pregnant for the love of my life. But Justin gave me a shock when he got angry and told me to remove it.

“Are you a baby? Are you that stupid to get pregnant at this age? Don’t you know what your mates out there do to prevent pregnancy? I’m just in my second year in the university and you want to tie me down with this stupid pregnancy. You lie! If you know what is good for you then you remove that thing you are carrying.” Justin had said to me that day after I told him I was pregnant and then barely a year after, I was pregnant again.

Tears didn’t even ask for my permission as they were moving freely. I was not even up to twenty and I would be committing abortion the second time, I thought to myself and walked across to the cashier I was to pay the hospital bills to.

Lizzy had introduced me to that doctor the first time I got pregnant after scolding me just like Justin did and I didn’t want any more scolding so I didn’t inform any of them about the pregnancy. I only told Justin that I needed to help Lizzy with something and that I would be spending the night with her and he just nodded.

After the abortion, I felt I might bleed a lot like the first time and that would have me to answer to Justin so I decided to face Lizzy which was much more better than watching Justin rain insults on me again.

I was in pain throughout the night and my mind went back to how peaceful my life was before I met Justin and all the trouble I had been through after meeting him. My heart ached as much as my stomach ached and I wondered what the faces of my two children could have looked liked if I had not murdered them.

I woke up the following morning in what seemed like the pool of my own blood, the sheet was soaked with blood and Lizzy’s eyes were sending daggers across my heart as she kept on staring at me.

The pain had subsided and I was feeling much better. I apologized to Lizzy for messing the whole place and promised to clean up but she was more interested in what happened than what I was saying.

I narrated everything to her and she only looked at me pitifully. She had told me times without number that she didn’t support the life of slavery I had subjected myself into but I knew she could not understand me since she only slept with men for money and not love.

She was concerned as to why I didn’t tell Justin but I told her I didn’t want him to worry and that was what broke the camel’s back. She sent me out of her house and called our friendship quit she said she can’t deal with having a dumb girl as a friend. But I knew I wasn’t dumb, I just love Justin so much and most people can’t understand that.

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episode ONE
“I’m tired of your constant cheatings, insults and complaints, if you want to break up with me then just do it and stop putting me through all these emotional trials. If you are done then I’m done,” I said and stormed out of my boyfriend’s house.
We had been together for more than ten years and I couldn’t tolerate his excesses anymore.
“I think we both need a break,” I said to myself as I entered my car and drove off.
The ride home that night was full of pain as I couldn’t get my head off all the hardship I had been through since I started going out with Justin.
I parked my car in my garage and went into my house with eyes swollen from all the tears I have been shedding since the news of what Justin did again got to me.
I couldn’t bring myself to think of anything else and when I remembered all that I’ve done for him it just made my head want to pop.
I sat on my couch that afternoon and let my mind wander on how I began this miserable journey ten years ago.
I was only fifteen and was in secondary school when my family had to move from the province to the big city. It was not an easy task for me because I was not the type that liked travelling, going out or meeting new people but then I had to live that town where I had lived all my life to a new place.
The thought of not having friends, being lonely filled my head and soon tears began to flow freely from my eyes as I carried my bag into the truck.
My mom held my hands and was trying to comfort me but I just refused to be comforted. I was leaving my best friend behind, my best school, best house, best room and everything I held dear to me would be left in that province.
When the news of my dad’s promotion and transfer got to us, everyone was happy and even my friends in school were excited and some were jealous when they heard that we would be relocating to the nation’s capital city.
The journey from the province to the city was smooth and we soon arrived in the biggest city in the nation. I was amazed with all the big structures I saw, the nice road and everything was just so good to be true. I had seen the city in movies but had never imagined that I would get there not to talk more of having to live there.
The sight of all the beautiful things around suddenly gave me a new sense of hope and I had a feeling that I was going to have the best time of my life in that city.
Settling down however was not easy. We had a lot of things to arrange and to get to the right place, but mom made it fun and we had a little assistance from someone who was our new neighbour in the beautiful estate that was now our new home.
I was the only child of my parents and even though they never planned to have just a child, circumstances made it so and they had since accepted their fate and put all they had into making sure that I never lacked anything in life.
After so many hours of running around and carrying things, we were finally done and our beautiful apartment was now looking like paradise.
I excused myself from the living room where my mom was appreciating the woman who came to help which I later found out was Mrs. Smith. I went into my room and jumped happily on the bed letting my skin feel the softness of the mattress. The room was bigger and more beautiful than my previous room and as I was admiring my new room, I heard a knock at the door and rose to open it.
As I opened the door, I saw a fair looking boy that should not be older than me looking at me and smiling. I stood there still holding the door expecting him to talk but he just kept smiling and I became annoyed. I left him at the entrance of my room and ran downstairs to ask my mom how a stranger got access into the house. I later got to know that he was sent to call me so we could go and eat dinner in their house since we were yet to have groceries and other essential things we needed to make a meal.
That evening we had dinner at the Smiths and I finally found out that the guy that came to my room earlier was Justin, the only son of Mr. & Mrs. Smith and we would also be attending the same school.
He was in his final year in the secondary school while I was in my penultimate year. He was the senior prefect and was always on top of his class right from kindergarten and he made sure that I settled well in school and was always there in case I needed anything.
One thing led to the other and we became best of friends while our parents also became best of friends. We were always together and if he wasn’t at our house then I would be at theirs.
We continued as friends until he finished his final exams and graduated from the secondary school with the best result. His dad was so happy and he organized a party for him to celebrate his graduation. The party was well-attended by friends and well-wishers and I was happy for my twin (as we called each other).
After the party, we were both seated in his room looking at the videos and pictures from the party and we laughed at all the silly faces people made in some of the pictures. After a while, I noticed that Justin was no longer smiling so I decide to ask him what was wrong with him.
“Hey twin wassup, what’s with the silence?” I asked him but he just stood up from the chair where we were seated and went to sit on the bed.
I went to join him there and was beginning to become worried myself. I asked him again, but this time he just drew me closer to himself and started kissing me and before I could even think straight he had had his way with me and we both laid on the bed staring at the stained sheet.
I had always seen Justin as a brother and we did virtually everything together but not once have I ever had any reason to suspect that he had such an intention towards me.
I wanted to get angry and scream at him for taking my innocence, dignity and pride without my consent but I couldn’t do it. I found myself feeling happy and wanting him to continue. I kept looking at him and we were both lost in the heat of the moment that we did most of our communications without words.

EPISODE TWO
That was the beginning of my relationship with Justin. I was on holiday at that time and Justin was waiting for his admission into the university and we had a lot of time to be with each other. We did a lot of things together and I could say that those moments were the happiest moments in my life as Justin continually made me feel like a woman.
Our parents didn’t suspect anything and when Justin gained admission into a university outside the city, I almost cried myself to death. My mom said I was wailing like a woman who just lost her husband but I didn’t mind. I could not imagine life without Justin and even the mere thought of it was like I was going to choke to death. Justin also did his best to comfort me and promised he was always going to call me and that he would never abandon me.
“But you are already abandoning me,” I said to him that night after we had fun with each other’s body as a way of satisfying ourselves to fill the vacuum that would be created once he left.
“I’m going to study dear. You would also finish secondary school soon and you would join me in the university”, Justin said to me soothingly and I felt at ease.
I bade him farewell the next day and nothing important happened in my life afterwards.
I faced my studies squarely and even though I had a lot of admirers due to my big stature that made me look like I was in my twenties even though I was just sixteen. I did my best and also passed my final exams. I was always excited to talk to Justin and that was what we did most of the times and sometimes we just got naughty on the phone to satisfy our emotional desires. He was also happy for me and I prayed earnestly that I would be admitted into Justin’s school.
My parents wanted me to study abroad but I refused, telling them that I won’t be happy if I was far away.
I finally got admitted into the university and I was very happy, my parents were happy and Justin was happy (or so I thought). I left the city that day with so much joy and enthusiasm. Even though I was not that thrilled because of my studies but the thought of being with Justin again made me happy about going to the university. I had begged my parents to let me live in an apartment off campus because I knew it would be difficult for Justin to visit and spend time with me if I was living in the school hostel.
Justin was around with a colleague of his, Tim, and they both helped me settle in school. I was happy to see Justin again and we chatted for hours catching up and after which we went out to eat and I returned to my room to rest.
School was not fun at all and I was constantly regretting my decision of going there in the first place. I had always wanted to start a business right after my secondary school but ever since Justin came along, I could do anything to be close to him. The lectures, assignments, tests and practicals were becoming so much and it was choking me. I had little time to spend with Justin and even when we were together, he was always ready to leave for lectures or tutorials.
After about two months in school, I was extremely tired and I had gotten to my breaking point- I could not do it anymore. I sat in my room that night trying to find a way out of the mess I had gotten myself into.
It was a Friday and I had not set my eyes on Justin the whole week and we hardly spoke on Phone. It was like ever since I got to the school he became more distant.
I brought out my phone and placed a call through to him and the call went through but there was no answer. I sighed heavily as I dropped my phone on the bed.
I had been calling Justin throughout that day and he was not picking nor returning the calls and that was not his first time of doing such and most times when I asked him he would just give a flimsy excuse and brush it aside.
I thought of how I could get closer to Justin and came up with a plan. I took my bath hurriedly and got ready to go and give Justin a surprise visit which he had warned me against.
Justin was also staying off campus though not in the same environment as where I stayed. I got to Justin’s apartment that night and caught him red-handed with another girl. I could not believe my eyes and I got the greatest shock of my life when Justin ordered me to get out and never visit his house without calling. I was so devastated and went to my room that night drenched with tears. I could not believe Justin was cheating and not only that, he didn’t even care that I was hurt and all he could say were harsh words.
I told Lizzy, the only friend I had made on campus all that happened and she felt sorry for me. I tried to forgive Justin and I secretly wished he would come and apologize so we could patch things up and move on but he didn’t.

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EPISODE THREE
For over two weeks, I didn’t hear from him and I missed him badly and though my friends advised me against chasing after him, I could not give up on my love for Justin. I told them that I would fight for my love and that nothing good comes easy.

I called Justin the following morning to hear his voice and give him a chance to apologize but I received another shock.

“Who I’m I speaking to?” Came the husky voice of Justin from the other end of the line.

I was silent for a minute as I thought he was playing pranks with me and I decided to play along.

“This is Ego, the girl you met at the club last night,” I answered and Justin was quiet for a while and I felt he was confused since he doesn’t go to clubs and just as I wanted to save him from the stress of racking his brain he responded and my heart almost jumped out of my chest.

“I thought you said your name was Debby and now it is Ego and maybe tomorrow it will be Ngozi,” he said and laughed.

At that point I could not hold back my tears as I allowed them to flow freely and I drowned my sorrow in them. There was I, thinking that Justin was only afraid of coming to me to apologize not knowing that he was practically flirting with anything in skirt.

“Why are you crying my dear?” Justin asked with worry and concern in his voice and that further broke my already shattered heart.

“It is Jemima not Ego,” I said amidst tears and he went silent again.

‘I’m sorry you just called a wrong number,” he said after a brief silence and ended the call.

I felt my whole world crashing and I just begged God to take my life. I was only seventeen at the time and was already experiencing such cruelty from a man I felt loved me genuinely.

I vowed to move on and I stopped calling or texting Justin and he didn’t even bother to call me either. The semester came to an end and I was happy to go home and be with my loving parents.

I was tired of the school already and had no intentions of returning after the break. I got home that day to a sumptuous meal and for once I was able to forget Justin and I had a wonderful night rest without thoughts of Justin.

My mom noticed I was looking lean and unkempt but I ascribed it to the stress of school and she said she understood but deep down I knew it was the emotional trauma I was going through that was responsible for my haggard look because I was always absent-minded and lost in thought of Justin and I missed many lectures and tests and was already sure I would fail a lot of courses that semester but I really didn’t care.

I woke up the following morning with a pounding headache- it was like a party was going on in my head and the pain was excruciating. I screamed while holding my head and my mom came to my rescue. She was asking me what the problem was but I could not explain as I was blacking out. I heard faint cries of my mom and dad but I was too weak to even open my eyes.

I was in the hospital for days and my mom and dad with our neighbours- the Smiths, were always visiting. At that time, I made up my mind to forget Justin and as I was encouraging myself that I could do it, Justin walked in with a bouquet in his hands smiling.

I wanted to be angry with him but his smiles made me handicapped. I watched him put the bouquet on my bed and sat on the chair opposite my bed staring at me. I had always known Justin to be a very out-spoken and lively person but one thing about him was that he loved to communicate with actions more than words when it comes to our relationship.

We kept on looking at each other until I slept off and when I woke up he was still there smiling at me. All the anger in me had melted and I was just staring at the man I loved so dearly and I wanted to be with every minute of my life.

I was discharged from the hospital days later and Justin was always by my side cracking jokes and telling me stories. He spent the night with me in my ward and when my parents insisted he went home, he didn’t oblige to them and he insisted on staying with me.

Days after I got discharged were like heaven on earth for me. Justin was always at my service, making sure that I didn’t stress myself. I forgave him and accepted him back even though he didn’t ask for forgiveness and he didn’t say anything about all that happened in school and I didn’t bring it up either because I was afraid he might get pissed off. We resumed our relationship fully and we were making out again.

School would be resuming soon and I was scared of losing Justin again. I asked my friend, Lizzy for advice and she was angry that I accepted Justin back after all he had done to me. She ended the call without even advising me and I was left to devise a plan myself.

I thought it would be best if I and Justin would live together in school. That way I would be able to monitor him and be there for him so he would not have any reason to look elsewhere. I told Justin about it and he disagreed initially but after much persuasion, he agreed and once again I was looking forward to going back to school.

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EPISODE THREE
For over two weeks, I didn’t hear from him and I missed him badly and though my friends advised me against chasing after him, I could not give up on my love for Justin. I told them that I would fight for my love and that nothing good comes easy.

I called Justin the following morning to hear his voice and give him a chance to apologize but I received another shock.

“Who I’m I speaking to?” Came the husky voice of Justin from the other end of the line.

I was silent for a minute as I thought he was playing pranks with me and I decided to play along.

“This is Ego, the girl you met at the club last night,” I answered and Justin was quiet for a while and I felt he was confused since he doesn’t go to clubs and just as I wanted to save him from the stress of racking his brain he responded and my heart almost jumped out of my chest.

“I thought you said your name was Debby and now it is Ego and maybe tomorrow it will be Ngozi,” he said and laughed.

At that point I could not hold back my tears as I allowed them to flow freely and I drowned my sorrow in them. There was I, thinking that Justin was only afraid of coming to me to apologize not knowing that he was practically flirting with anything in skirt.

“Why are you crying my dear?” Justin asked with worry and concern in his voice and that further broke my already shattered heart.

“It is Jemima not Ego,” I said amidst tears and he went silent again.

‘I’m sorry you just called a wrong number,” he said after a brief silence and ended the call.

I felt my whole world crashing and I just begged God to take my life. I was only seventeen at the time and was already experiencing such cruelty from a man I felt loved me genuinely.

I vowed to move on and I stopped calling or texting Justin and he didn’t even bother to call me either. The semester came to an end and I was happy to go home and be with my loving parents.

I was tired of the school already and had no intentions of returning after the break. I got home that day to a sumptuous meal and for once I was able to forget Justin and I had a wonderful night rest without thoughts of Justin.

My mom noticed I was looking lean and unkempt but I ascribed it to the stress of school and she said she understood but deep down I knew it was the emotional trauma I was going through that was responsible for my haggard look because I was always absent-minded and lost in thought of Justin and I missed many lectures and tests and was already sure I would fail a lot of courses that semester but I really didn’t care.

I woke up the following morning with a pounding headache- it was like a party was going on in my head and the pain was excruciating. I screamed while holding my head and my mom came to my rescue. She was asking me what the problem was but I could not explain as I was blacking out. I heard faint cries of my mom and dad but I was too weak to even open my eyes.

I was in the hospital for days and my mom and dad with our neighbours- the Smiths, were always visiting. At that time, I made up my mind to forget Justin and as I was encouraging myself that I could do it, Justin walked in with a bouquet in his hands smiling.

I wanted to be angry with him but his smiles made me handicapped. I watched him put the bouquet on my bed and sat on the chair opposite my bed staring at me. I had always known Justin to be a very out-spoken and lively person but one thing about him was that he loved to communicate with actions more than words when it comes to our relationship.

We kept on looking at each other until I slept off and when I woke up he was still there smiling at me. All the anger in me had melted and I was just staring at the man I loved so dearly and I wanted to be with every minute of my life.

I was discharged from the hospital days later and Justin was always by my side cracking jokes and telling me stories. He spent the night with me in my ward and when my parents insisted he went home, he didn’t oblige to them and he insisted on staying with me.

Days after I got discharged were like heaven on earth for me. Justin was always at my service, making sure that I didn’t stress myself. I forgave him and accepted him back even though he didn’t ask for forgiveness and he didn’t say anything about all that happened in school and I didn’t bring it up either because I was afraid he might get pissed off. We resumed our relationship fully and we were making out again.

School would be resuming soon and I was scared of losing Justin again. I asked my friend, Lizzy for advice and she was angry that I accepted Justin back after all he had done to me. She ended the call without even advising me and I was left to devise a plan myself.

I thought it would be best if I and Justin would live together in school. That way I would be able to monitor him and be there for him so he would not have any reason to look elsewhere. I told Justin about it and he disagreed initially but after much persuasion, he agreed and once again I was looking forward to going back to school.

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episode ONE
“I’m tired of your constant cheatings, insults and complaints, if you want to break up with me then just do it and stop putting me through all these emotional trials. If you are done then I’m done,” I said and stormed out of my boyfriend’s house.
We had been together for more than ten years and I couldn’t tolerate his excesses anymore.
“I think we both need a break,” I said to myself as I entered my car and drove off.
The ride home that night was full of pain as I couldn’t get my head off all the hardship I had been through since I started going out with Justin.
I parked my car in my garage and went into my house with eyes swollen from all the tears I have been shedding since the news of what Justin did again got to me.
I couldn’t bring myself to think of anything else and when I remembered all that I’ve done for him it just made my head want to pop.
I sat on my couch that afternoon and let my mind wander on how I began this miserable journey ten years ago.
I was only fifteen and was in secondary school when my family had to move from the province to the big city. It was not an easy task for me because I was not the type that liked travelling, going out or meeting new people but then I had to live that town where I had lived all my life to a new place.
The thought of not having friends, being lonely filled my head and soon tears began to flow freely from my eyes as I carried my bag into the truck.
My mom held my hands and was trying to comfort me but I just refused to be comforted. I was leaving my best friend behind, my best school, best house, best room and everything I held dear to me would be left in that province.
When the news of my dad’s promotion and transfer got to us, everyone was happy and even my friends in school were excited and some were jealous when they heard that we would be relocating to the nation’s capital city.
The journey from the province to the city was smooth and we soon arrived in the biggest city in the nation. I was amazed with all the big structures I saw, the nice road and everything was just so good to be true. I had seen the city in movies but had never imagined that I would get there not to talk more of having to live there.
The sight of all the beautiful things around suddenly gave me a new sense of hope and I had a feeling that I was going to have the best time of my life in that city.
Settling down however was not easy. We had a lot of things to arrange and to get to the right place, but mom made it fun and we had a little assistance from someone who was our new neighbour in the beautiful estate that was now our new home.
I was the only child of my parents and even though they never planned to have just a child, circumstances made it so and they had since accepted their fate and put all they had into making sure that I never lacked anything in life.
After so many hours of running around and carrying things, we were finally done and our beautiful apartment was now looking like paradise.
I excused myself from the living room where my mom was appreciating the woman who came to help which I later found out was Mrs. Smith. I went into my room and jumped happily on the bed letting my skin feel the softness of the mattress. The room was bigger and more beautiful than my previous room and as I was admiring my new room, I heard a knock at the door and rose to open it.
As I opened the door, I saw a fair looking boy that should not be older than me looking at me and smiling. I stood there still holding the door expecting him to talk but he just kept smiling and I became annoyed. I left him at the entrance of my room and ran downstairs to ask my mom how a stranger got access into the house. I later got to know that he was sent to call me so we could go and eat dinner in their house since we were yet to have groceries and other essential things we needed to make a meal.
That evening we had dinner at the Smiths and I finally found out that the guy that came to my room earlier was Justin, the only son of Mr. & Mrs. Smith and we would also be attending the same school.
He was in his final year in the secondary school while I was in my penultimate year. He was the senior prefect and was always on top of his class right from kindergarten and he made sure that I settled well in school and was always there in case I needed anything.
One thing led to the other and we became best of friends while our parents also became best of friends. We were always together and if he wasn’t at our house then I would be at theirs.
We continued as friends until he finished his final exams and graduated from the secondary school with the best result. His dad was so happy and he organized a party for him to celebrate his graduation. The party was well-attended by friends and well-wishers and I was happy for my twin (as we called each other).
After the party, we were both seated in his room looking at the videos and pictures from the party and we laughed at all the silly faces people made in some of the pictures. After a while, I noticed that Justin was no longer smiling so I decide to ask him what was wrong with him.
“Hey twin wassup, what’s with the silence?” I asked him but he just stood up from the chair where we were seated and went to sit on the bed.
I went to join him there and was beginning to become worried myself. I asked him again, but this time he just drew me closer to himself and started kissing me and before I could even think straight he had had his way with me and we both laid on the bed staring at the stained sheet.
I had always seen Justin as a brother and we did virtually everything together but not once have I ever had any reason to suspect that he had such an intention towards me.
I wanted to get angry and scream at him for taking my innocence, dignity and pride without my consent but I couldn’t do it. I found myself feeling happy and wanting him to continue. I kept looking at him and we were both lost in the heat of the moment that we did most of our communications without words.

EPISODE TWO
That was the beginning of my relationship with Justin. I was on holiday at that time and Justin was waiting for his admission into the university and we had a lot of time to be with each other. We did a lot of things together and I could say that those moments were the happiest moments in my life as Justin continually made me feel like a woman.
Our parents didn’t suspect anything and when Justin gained admission into a university outside the city, I almost cried myself to death. My mom said I was wailing like a woman who just lost her husband but I didn’t mind. I could not imagine life without Justin and even the mere thought of it was like I was going to choke to death. Justin also did his best to comfort me and promised he was always going to call me and that he would never abandon me.
“But you are already abandoning me,” I said to him that night after we had fun with each other’s body as a way of satisfying ourselves to fill the vacuum that would be created once he left.
“I’m going to study dear. You would also finish secondary school soon and you would join me in the university”, Justin said to me soothingly and I felt at ease.
I bade him farewell the next day and nothing important happened in my life afterwards.
I faced my studies squarely and even though I had a lot of admirers due to my big stature that made me look like I was in my twenties even though I was just sixteen. I did my best and also passed my final exams. I was always excited to talk to Justin and that was what we did most of the times and sometimes we just got naughty on the phone to satisfy our emotional desires. He was also happy for me and I prayed earnestly that I would be admitted into Justin’s school.
My parents wanted me to study abroad but I refused, telling them that I won’t be happy if I was far away.
I finally got admitted into the university and I was very happy, my parents were happy and Justin was happy (or so I thought). I left the city that day with so much joy and enthusiasm. Even though I was not that thrilled because of my studies but the thought of being with Justin again made me happy about going to the university. I had begged my parents to let me live in an apartment off campus because I knew it would be difficult for Justin to visit and spend time with me if I was living in the school hostel.
Justin was around with a colleague of his, Tim, and they both helped me settle in school. I was happy to see Justin again and we chatted for hours catching up and after which we went out to eat and I returned to my room to rest.
School was not fun at all and I was constantly regretting my decision of going there in the first place. I had always wanted to start a business right after my secondary school but ever since Justin came along, I could do anything to be close to him. The lectures, assignments, tests and practicals were becoming so much and it was choking me. I had little time to spend with Justin and even when we were together, he was always ready to leave for lectures or tutorials.
After about two months in school, I was extremely tired and I had gotten to my breaking point- I could not do it anymore. I sat in my room that night trying to find a way out of the mess I had gotten myself into.
It was a Friday and I had not set my eyes on Justin the whole week and we hardly spoke on Phone. It was like ever since I got to the school he became more distant.
I brought out my phone and placed a call through to him and the call went through but there was no answer. I sighed heavily as I dropped my phone on the bed.
I had been calling Justin throughout that day and he was not picking nor returning the calls and that was not his first time of doing such and most times when I asked him he would just give a flimsy excuse and brush it aside.
I thought of how I could get closer to Justin and came up with a plan. I took my bath hurriedly and got ready to go and give Justin a surprise visit which he had warned me against.
Justin was also staying off campus though not in the same environment as where I stayed. I got to Justin’s apartment that night and caught him red-handed with another girl. I could not believe my eyes and I got the greatest shock of my life when Justin ordered me to get out and never visit his house without calling. I was so devastated and went to my room that night drenched with tears. I could not believe Justin was cheating and not only that, he didn’t even care that I was hurt and all he could say were harsh words.
I told Lizzy, the only friend I had made on campus all that happened and she felt sorry for me. I tried to forgive Justin and I secretly wished he would come and apologize so we could patch things up and move on but he didn’t.

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EPISODE TWENTY-ONE
After his friends left, Paul engaged Daniel in a serious conversation to make him do their bidding.

“Daniel, you know I’m a child of God right? And I can never mislead you,” he started.

Daniel had always looked up to Paul and he admired everything about him and he was not sure if he knew what his mentor was driving at by those questions.

“I know sir,” he said.

“Do you know what the bible says about women in the church?” He asked him.

“Not really,” Daniel answered.

“Let me tell you,” he said and took his bible and opened to 1Timothy 2:11-12 “Let the woman learn in silence with all subjection. But I suffer not a woman to teach, nor usurp authority over the man, but to be in silence.”

He read it and asked Daniel to explain what the passage meant but Daniel just mumbled things together since he was still a baby Christian and had little knowledge of bible interpretation.

“Let me help you, the passage is saying that a woman should not be the leader of a church where there are able men and any woman doing that is committing sin,” he said and watched out for Daniel’s reaction and when he saw that he was buying it, he continued.

“Nowadays because of the degradation and lack of respect for the word of God we have a lot of women parading themselves as ministers of God but I want to tell you that they are all in the wrong.”

Daniel was intrigued by Paul’s assertions and said he had never seen it that way before and Paul was pleased that he was making progress.

“Do you know that that same wrong thing is about to happen in our fellowship?” He asked and Daniel shook his head to indicate that he didn’t know.

“That evil would soon happen but I want you to help in stopping it,” he said.

“How?” Daniel asked.

“You know in the bible when the Israelites were committing whoredom with the Midianites and the wrath of God was upon them. A man called Phinehas was angry and he used a javelin to kill a man and a woman making out in the tent and that was how the anger of God was pacified. You see, God judges our intentions and when we do things that human might say is wrong with the right intention then we would be at peace with God.”

Daniel listened with rapt attention. He always enjoyed spending time with Paul, his mentor, who was fond of relating the bible to every discussion they had and that was one of the things that he admired about him.

“What do I have to do?” Daniel asked and Paul explained everything to him and even though something in Daniel told him what his mentor suggested was wrong and it would not please God but he was convinced with the words of Paul that intention mattered most in all we do. He discarded the feeling and agreeded to help them put an end to the wrong that was about to happen.

“As Christians we are to be careful of whom we look up to as spiritual leaders and mentors. More so, the Holy Spirit should be our ultimate guide and mentor any day, anytime. Because a man can fall and if your spiritual life is being mentored by a man without the supervision of God you might fall along with such leader. A mentor can mislead but the Holy Spirit can’t.”
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EPISODE TWENTY
Paulina was lying down on her bed when one of her roommates came in with the news that was around about her. Paulina was informed that she had been labeled as a ritualist who got her wealth and fame from giving people things. That was not the first time rumours would be spread about her for her generosity and other things but that was the first time the news would get a serious hold on her.

She would ordinarily not bulge at such news but that time she was destabilized and very sad and even made up her mind not to help people again but the good girl in her could not do it. She kept going out of her way to put smiles on people’s faces and that gave her so much joy and a sense of fulfillment.

Paulina was not the type that got affected with what other people said about her especially unbelievers but she was so sad when she heard another rumour that welled up in the fellowship about her.

She had overheard three sisters talking and they were making derogatory statements about her but the part that got to her was when they said she was a witch and that all the power and anointing she had was gotten from the devil.

She could not believe that was what fellow believers thought about her and she went to her hostel that night with a heavy heart. She was comforted when a scripture was impressed upon her heart and she opened it and it was where the Pharisees had speculated that Jesus had a devil and she didn’t need any one to preach to her before she knew that she had to accept the criticism just the way Jesus accepted it and focus on her ministry so as not to be distracted.

She intensified her effort in kingdom service and that just got her critics infuriated. They came up with another rumour that she was proud and position seeking and a hypocrite. But they could not see the effect of their scandal on her as she seemed unbothered by all they had to say and it was like the more they tried to pull her down the higher she went both spiritually and even in her social services.

“We have to try something else,” George said as they entered Paul’s room that evening after a powerful bible study that was led by their number one enemy, Paulina.

These particular set of brothers had turned themselves into instruments in the hand of Satan as they were seeking to destroy the testimony of another person just because they felt she was not qualified to lead the people of God.

“Like what?” Isaac asked.

“I don’t know but this time it has to be something that would have a great impact on her personality,” Emma said.

They started thinking of possible ways to take Paulina out of the picture and the devil started giving them various ideas.

“We would use the Balaam’s method,” Paul said after a long period of silence.

“What is Balaam’s method?” George asked.

“So, you want to tell me that you don’t know the story of Balaam in the bible,” he said sarcastically.

“Tell us whatever you want to tell us and let’s see if it would work,” Isaac said impatiently.

“Let me tell you guys the story,” he said and sat up.

“When Balak asked Balaam to help him curse the children of Israel and he prayed and God told him that they were already blessed and he could not curse them even though he tried many times. He later devised a means which enabled the Israelites to be destroyed. He told Balak to send beautiful women to them and make them sin against God so He would punish them Himself.”

“What’s the sense in all you’ve said?” George asked with disgust written on his face.

“The sense there is that we would set Paulina up with a man and watch her fall into the sin of immorality and then she would be placed on suspension which means she won’t be able to serve in church anymore and we would achieve our aim of making sure that a woman does not become our president,” he said confidently and his friends clapped for him.

“Wow! We never thought of that,” they chorused and he felt proud to have given them a good idea.

“Who are we going to send?” Emma asked and they all stopped to think.

“We know ladies like good-looking guys and since Paulina is the way she is then she would also be attracted to someone that is zealous and fervent in the things of God,” Isaac noted.

They were still thinking on who will bell the cat when they heard a knock on the door. It was Daniel, Paul’s school son and mentee. They opened the door for him and exchanged knowing looks as he greeted them all. Paul was meant to inform him of the plan and get him to do as they say.

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EPISODE TWENTY
Paulina was lying down on her bed when one of her roommates came in with the news that was around about her. Paulina was informed that she had been labeled as a ritualist who got her wealth and fame from giving people things. That was not the first time rumours would be spread about her for her generosity and other things but that was the first time the news would get a serious hold on her.

She would ordinarily not bulge at such news but that time she was destabilized and very sad and even made up her mind not to help people again but the good girl in her could not do it. She kept going out of her way to put smiles on people’s faces and that gave her so much joy and a sense of fulfillment.

Paulina was not the type that got affected with what other people said about her especially unbelievers but she was so sad when she heard another rumour that welled up in the fellowship about her.

She had overheard three sisters talking and they were making derogatory statements about her but the part that got to her was when they said she was a witch and that all the power and anointing she had was gotten from the devil.

She could not believe that was what fellow believers thought about her and she went to her hostel that night with a heavy heart. She was comforted when a scripture was impressed upon her heart and she opened it and it was where the Pharisees had speculated that Jesus had a devil and she didn’t need any one to preach to her before she knew that she had to accept the criticism just the way Jesus accepted it and focus on her ministry so as not to be distracted.

She intensified her effort in kingdom service and that just got her critics infuriated. They came up with another rumour that she was proud and position seeking and a hypocrite. But they could not see the effect of their scandal on her as she seemed unbothered by all they had to say and it was like the more they tried to pull her down the higher she went both spiritually and even in her social services.

“We have to try something else,” George said as they entered Paul’s room that evening after a powerful bible study that was led by their number one enemy, Paulina.

These particular set of brothers had turned themselves into instruments in the hand of Satan as they were seeking to destroy the testimony of another person just because they felt she was not qualified to lead the people of God.

“Like what?” Isaac asked.

“I don’t know but this time it has to be something that would have a great impact on her personality,” Emma said.

They started thinking of possible ways to take Paulina out of the picture and the devil started giving them various ideas.

“We would use the Balaam’s method,” Paul said after a long period of silence.

“What is Balaam’s method?” George asked.

“So, you want to tell me that you don’t know the story of Balaam in the bible,” he said sarcastically.

“Tell us whatever you want to tell us and let’s see if it would work,” Isaac said impatiently.

“Let me tell you guys the story,” he said and sat up.

“When Balak asked Balaam to help him curse the children of Israel and he prayed and God told him that they were already blessed and he could not curse them even though he tried many times. He later devised a means which enabled the Israelites to be destroyed. He told Balak to send beautiful women to them and make them sin against God so He would punish them Himself.”

“What’s the sense in all you’ve said?” George asked with disgust written on his face.

“The sense there is that we would set Paulina up with a man and watch her fall into the sin of immorality and then she would be placed on suspension which means she won’t be able to serve in church anymore and we would achieve our aim of making sure that a woman does not become our president,” he said confidently and his friends clapped for him.

“Wow! We never thought of that,” they chorused and he felt proud to have given them a good idea.

“Who are we going to send?” Emma asked and they all stopped to think.

“We know ladies like good-looking guys and since Paulina is the way she is then she would also be attracted to someone that is zealous and fervent in the things of God,” Isaac noted.

They were still thinking on who will bell the cat when they heard a knock on the door. It was Daniel, Paul’s school son and mentee. They opened the door for him and exchanged knowing looks as he greeted them all. Paul was meant to inform him of the plan and get him to do as they say.

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EPISODE NINETEEN
It became the order of the day for fellowship members to gather and try to do a mental sketch of how the upcoming executives would be. It was as if that was the only thing they could think of or even discuss.

There were various rumours as to who would be the next president of the fellowship and the most unthinkable was the one that said that Paulina might likely be the president.

“She is a lady for Pete’s sake,” George said in frustration as he took his seat on the edge of the bed in Paul’s room.

George and his friends had been discussing about the hot gist and suddenly Isaac, one of his friends mentioned Paulina and he could not hide his frustrations. They had all noticed how dedicated she was and it was only a fool that would ignore the possibility of her becoming their president and that didn’t go down well with the brothers in the fellowship.

“More reason why I’m certain it can’t work,” Emma said and continued pressing his phone.

“It has never happened before and it won’t start now.”

“We have never had a female president in this fellowship and such abomination would not happen while I’m still on this campus.”

“How would people see the brothers in this fellowship? Like we are not serious with God or we don’t have the qualities of a leader and that is why a mere female would lead us,” George said.

“A weaker vessel for that matter,” Isaac said and they all laughed.

“That same weaker vessel has been the evangelism coordinator for more than a year now and she was the first female to hold that position and more so the first person to be an executive right from 200 level,” Paul who had been quiet since the beginning of the conversation said and they all closed their teeth.

“She has a lot of prospects,” he added and looked at his friends as they took turn in nodding in agreement.

“But we can’t let that happen,” George said with a voice that displayed so much frustration.

He seemed agitated since he had read somewhere that wherever a man was and a woman was made the leader it showed that the man was irresponsible and he hated to be seen in that light.

They sat down quietly for a while before finally coming to the conclusion that the only thing they could do was to make her become less serious with the things of God and probably distract her so she would not be seen as qualified to take the position.

“What position seeking and the quest for power can make people do is always unthinkable. But the funniest is seeking a position that God has not given to you is more like trying to sabotage God’s plans.”

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EPISODE EIGHTEEN
The semester break came to an end and students were expected to resume school as lectures, practicals and all academic activities would commence in full force. Paulina who didn’t travel home for the break had little rushing to do since she didn’t have to be traveling from home back to the school and struggling to settle down.

Lectures began in earnest and due to the shortness of the semester; there were a lot of activities for the students to do which included political rallies, award ceremonies, campaigns and various elections. The final year students also had a lot of activities during that time and in fact everyone was busy.

That was also the time when fellowships look out for able people that would take over the leadership positions of the church from the existing leaders since they would be graduating soon. A lot of unserious workers in the fellowship become serious at such a time in order for them to be appointed as leaders.

It was a Friday again after a long week of strenuous activities and it was time for prayer meeting. As Paulina’s habit was, she had gone early to the church to clean the premises and arrange the chairs in preparation for the program. She had not swept the church to the middle before she had company- two sisters came in and joined her. Paulina was surprised because those sisters were not in the sanitation unit and that would be the first time (since she started going early to the church to clean the premises and the auditorium) someone would be joining her. She exchanged pleasantries with them and registered her surprise. She was more surprised when after about ten minutes three more sisters walked into the church. Those sisters were the type that had been tagged as perpetual latecomers and so seeing them early in the church made Paulina wonder what exactly was going on.

“Did you guys plan to hold a meeting before the actual service starts or what exactly are you here for?” Paulina asked after much hesitation.

The sisters exchanged glances that implied “what is she talking about?” and then one of them spoke.

“We don’t have any meeting before the prayer meeting and we are here for the service,” she said.

“Wow! This is such a wonderful change and you guys should keep it up. You know it is always good to come early into the presence of God and even the bible says that it is those that seek God early that would find Him. This means that God cherishes punctuality,” Paulina said with so much excitement.

“Thank you ma’am,” they chorused and continued with the cleaning.

Other people joined them after sometime and Paulina was very happy with the people’s seemingly change in attitude. She had always been an advocate of punctuality and many of the people in her team had been scolded at one time or the other for attending their meetings late or going late to the church.

The prayer meeting was well attended and that didn’t go unnoticed for the executives and it didn’t come as a surprise since it was the second semester and they were to start looking out for people that would replace them in their various positions.

“I can’t believe Sister Tina was asked to take the worship session today,” a sister said as she walked back to the hostel in the company of two other sisters.

“Maybe she would be the next choir director,” the other replied.

“God forbid!” The third one shouted and her friends looked at her in surprise.

“Why would you say that?” They asked her.

“I don’t like Tina at all; she is so proud and self-centered. I can’t imagine her giving me instructions in the unit,” she said and hissed.

“I would like to be the next choir director but I know that the present director doesn’t like me so there is no way she would choose me to succeed her.”

“You can wish all you want my dear. One thing I know is that they would definitely put their loved ones in those positions. Politics in the house of God,” another said and hissed.

They kept on talking about the various things they observed during the service that day as they walked on.
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