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rachealfst:
Dedication:
Junkie04, iwakacome, oluwaseun15, chinnyness122, Pwettyella, Awafolashade, Blecool, cho25bc, Bukkiminat
, OvialnChambers


Episode 12

#When someone hurts you, you learn to be stronger…..When someone leaves you, you learn to be independent #


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After my break up with Tunde, I kept myself busy with work and Church activities. I don’t party or club but I make sure I use my free time to engage myself in things that makes me happy. I fed my soul with good music. Yes music is food for the soul.

Sincerely I enjoyed my single status, I was free, I don’t owe anyone any explanation for my life, I do things my way and I buy less recharge card. I know how much I spend on recharge cards when I was dating.

My Parents were very happy because I was happy. My Daddy called me once and told me “I never knew you are this strong, I’m proud of you”

He actually said this after My cousin’s wedding. My cousin got married to her Price charming, her wedding was awesome. I was there for her all through.

I just told him “Daddy, the Joy of the Lord is my strength.
What doesn’t kill you, make you stronger.


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Five months later, I was in my room relaxing after doing my chores. I was about to see a movie on my laptop when I heard my phone ring, I looked around for my phone then I noticed the sound is coming from the bathroom.


I remembered I left it there when I washing. My Mom always warn me not to take my phone to the bathroom, but I love listening to music when washing or doing other chores.

In my Mummy’s voice “The day that phone will drop inside water, ehn. Thank God you are working, you know how easy it is to earn money”

I rushed into the bathroom to pick my phone. I checked the caller Id it was an international number, I was wondering who it was, although I have few friends abroad, but we only communicate via social media platforms, we rarely talk on phone.

“Hello”

“Hello” I replied, please who is this?

“This is Daniel on the line calling from America, please I’d like to speak with Mr Paul” he said in American accent.

“Sorry, this is a wrong number” I informed him.

“Wrong number? He said from the other end. Please hold on while I checked the number again.
Silence….

“I just rechecked this is the number I was given” he said

“Well, I’m sorry this is my line and obviously I’m not Mr Paul”

I expected him to end the call but he did not, I suspected he’s some how disappointed.

“Oh…my… goodness” he said stressing each word.

Any problem” I asked just feeling concerned.

“I’m coming to Nigeria on a business trip tomorrow and he’s suppose to help me settle down and show me around. Mr Paul is a cousin to a friend of mine whom I can’t even reach right now. He’s busy with his project somewhere in East Africa and I can’t reach him over there too” he explained.

“Sorry about that, I said. Do you know his email address, if you do then you can mail him”

“Yes I have sent numerous mails to him, I called this line because he did not reply any of my mails”

“Ok let’s try it this way, use his email address to search for him on facebook, then maybe you can be lucky to get his mobile no or other information about him on facebook” I suggested.

“You are a life saver, you know I never thought of that,I was so anxious to get through to him, I couldn’t think straight. That was a good suggestion, thanks for your time. Despite the fact that I’m a stranger, you still took your time to find me a solution. Thanks I appreciate it. What’s the name” he asked

“Pamilerin, but if you can’t pronounce that you can call me Daniella”

Of course I can, I’m Nigerian and I’m yoruba but I’ll prefer Daniella since my name is Daniel” he said jokingly. Thanks for your help”

“You are welcome”

Thanks once again and have a great weekend.

“You too, bye” I replied, then the line went off.

rachealfst:
Dedication:
Blecool, Rahmoney, alegbeleye, swanky47, sharliz, Qasaforlife, Zeus100


Episode 10
Some minutes later, the gateman opened the gate and led me into the house. The house was beautiful, the sitting room was tastefully furnished.

I stood in the sitting room waiting for him to come out, he joined me later, we exchanged cold greetings.

“How did you know this place?”

“Walls have ears you know! do you expect me to just fold my hands and do nothing about us”

“Why are you here?”

“Tunde, I’m here for just one reason, where did I go wrong?”

“Pamilerin, you did not do anything wrong, I know I promise to come see you but have been very busy”

"I think by now you should have a better excuse than 'busy' or what do you think?"

"I wish you could understand"

"Understand what? that you left because of all this"

"This has nothing to do with my present status"

"Really"

"Just give me some time to clear my head, because right now I don't even know what I want"

"I get it, after five years... you want something new right? you are bored with us"

"Don't put it like that, please give me time.."

He was still talking when I saw a lady walked down the stairs. She was wearing a crop top on a bum short. She’s fair and her skin was glowing like that of a super model.

I'm not bad myself, that is obvious but this lady is one of those who spend every penny they have on looking good.

“Baby can you please give us some minutes, I’ll meet you upstairs” he said to the lady.
Baby! I exclaimed

“I’m sorry I can’t, who is she anyway?” she asked Tunde.

“She’s a friend”

“A friend! so she’s the baby and I’m the friend right! now I get it” I said

“I don’t care who she is, but I need her to leave this place this minute before I call security to throw her out” she yelled

“Tunde I’m not leaving this place until you answered my question or don’t you think you owe me an explanation. You got a new job, you even relocated without telling me, God knows I did not deserve this from you”

“Stop right there gold digger, so that’s why you are here, to reap where you did not sow!” the lady launched at me.

“That should be my line, Don’t you know you are the gold digger here, reaping where you did not….

Before I finish the statement, her hands had already landed on my cheek, I stepped forward and returned the slap. Tunde hurriedly stood in between us.

“You watched her slap me and you do nothing about it? She lashed at Tunde

“Antonia! but you slapped her first”

“Really! I know what to do” She went out, called the Security and they ushered me out of the house.

Tunde said nothing, he watched as I was been led out of his house.

I took a cab that carried me straight to my house, thank God I had enough money on me, I cried silently in the cab.

I got a message from him on way home, he apologized for what happened in his house and promised to check on me.

I got home and cried bitterly. This is the guy that I love with the whole of my life, a guy I made so many sacrifices for. I spent five years of my life nurturing this relationship.

He was the only guy I dated all my life. I remembered the abortion and wept the more. I still live with the guilt till now. Even after the abortion I still went ahead to satisfy his sexual pleasures all because I want to please and keep him. I’ve done things I wished I could take back. All because of him.

Now i admit that sex won’t make men stay, they leave when they feel like and they stay if they want to, sex or no sex.

That night I wipe away my tears, took my bath and encouraged myself to forget about him and move on. I told God that night to strengthen me and help me move on because 5years relationship is not a joke.

I ended the relationship within me, having it at the back of my mind that I’m no longer in a relationship, meaning I’m officially single. Its obvious he doesn’t want the relationship either, so I’ll just sit back and wait for the day he’ll come to give his break up speech.