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Chapter Six: Conclusion

I was pensive for the remaining days and almost gone as I could hardly come to reality about what had happened to me, I was admitted severally into psychiatric hospitals for depression and almost became like an over soaked tissue being brought out by hot overcooked vegetables I was that bad. Fast forward to me sitting down outside on my cracked bricks in the front of my one room self apartment by the well side, you wouldn't believe who I saw, Comforts' best friend Miriam, we greeted and exchanged pleasantries I then asked her about Comfort's that was when she revealed the shocker to me, she was a cross double agent from the united states of America sent on a covert mission to come and assassinate my mother who was a spy sent to the united states by France in the 90's to obtain some very important and confidential highly secretive documents.

Phew I couldn't believe my ears I was in a state of oblivion instantly, to cut the long story short we both found comfort in each other's misery and betrayal and now we are planning on getting married immediately after the service, I must confess she was a devil in her art, and a master in her trade. I swear I could still see her face in most places I go each time I focus unto something.

By JAELZ (jaelzy@gmail.com)

Chapter Five: Discovery

Slowly I plotted like a snake aiming at its prey, I waited until it was the right time to execute my wicked plans. I started getting extremely close to mama till she believed me again and trusted me after saying she would keep her distance from me because she believed that I might end her life abruptly but I made sure I erased that thought completely from her mind that me and comfort were history, slowly I progressed till she told me to make her favourite meal, Wheat Meal with Moringa soup because of her dieting plan, gently I slid in the poison into it and in no time my mama was eating, the way she liked the plate I could swear it was sweater to her cause I aren't never seen her eat like this before, then she stopped and started gasping for breath with foam coming through her mind, she died and crossed over to the other side for a moment I started to think phew I have killed my poor single mother as her only child, but the guilt was surpassed by what I deceived myself Comfort felt for me.

Like a kid anticipating goodies from his dad I rushed home like he would with to his dad, to Comfort she was wary about it but soon we forgot about everything after I made love to her, I could swear this night was different it was intense and different very soon she started to hug and clasp unto me with her legs on my waist while I thrusted hard into her she didn't want to let me go even as I saw those tears trickling down her cheeks I still couldn't tell. When we were done she didn't collapse on my chest like she would while we both complemented each other on how good were in bed, she then kissed me on my forehead and told me goodbye, but I was to blinded by love I couldn't read between the lines the words goodbye this time around after we made love she told me goodbye I thought it meant till next night I can't wait to have your body to myself again but I was wrong. This time around she meant she was gone forever.

I dashed to her place after I came back from work to come only to knock open the door slightly and met an empty room that looked like it hadn't had any form of life in it for over 10 decades, I tried her number but she wasn't picking the line had been switched off gee was I played, what was I even thinking huh?

Chapter Four: Getting Played

The cold attitude continued for a whole week that was when she stopped picking my calls totally and started ignoring me, I summoned courage to confront her when she then told me that she was me that she was Igbo by tribe and that my she still allowed herself to fall for me even though I made it clear to her that I would and could never date an Igbo girl. Phew for a moment there was this dead silence the one similar to the dead of the nights in a graveyard.

Quickly I rushed to tell my mama, so I start early and like the normal Nollywood movies my mother spat out when I told her Comfort was an Igbo girl she didn't even want to hear anything she said God forbid over her dead body to allow any of her kids marry an Igbo girl I begged and begged and begged but all my pleas fell on deaf ears and this continued until my mum even stopped picking my calls, Comfort became more supportive like never before one. I thought it was genuine only to find out it was a coy for her mission later on. She tried to be neutral with mama but mama never allowed her or gave her any chance at all. I mean where did all the love go to the hugs and kisses that they all shared just stopped all of a sudden it was like I was at ground zero when my mama told me that it's her dead or me leaving her: Comfort, Jesus I was in a dilemma and a dead lock locked between the jaws of shark trying to get out at the same time trying to stay afloat, it was that bad.

Slowly I became depressive and elusive , I alienated myself from the whole world including my subconscious that made me know that I had living qualities still imbibed in me, Comfort used this against me as each time we hung out we made love so passionately with her chanting words that I thought were of ecstasy and not knowing they were incantations to further control my mind, each time I was deep into her she reminded me of her promise which I always re-affirmed to her again till when I finally decided to take the big step, KILL MY MOTHER.

Chapter three: Sexual Adventure

I called her in the morning and we spoke as usual but on a longer note this time around and promised to see each other by 4, by four the sun had already settled down and her ever glowing face with smiles that crosses a stormy sea with monsters bearing 12 heads and thorns just to brighten someone's day greeted me welcom, she rested her heads on my broad shoulders while I stood still like a soldier ready to fight for her at any given time. I put my head in her dark jerry curly hair which smelt so stimulating to my nostrils and soothing to my mind and soul. We held hands and walked down to my place with the sky getting darker and the only source of light being her glossy white teeth.

When we got to my room she was shocked beyond expectations with what I put up with the beauty she be held on the bed she told me she ain't never seen nothing like that before as tears crippled down her cheeks I held her in assurance of my love for her, slowly she climbed on top of my feet I kissed her passionately and slowly with the pace increasing every second I felt she was the one for me, we knelt down together while kissing and me slowly taking her bra, damn nothing could beat the intricacy of her body, body so firm, stomach so flat you could press a clothe on it, I placed my hands on her head while I did the crocodile death roll spin because by then she was already drowning in an ocean of her own wetness as my hands gently caressed and massaged every part of her body she moaned so ecstatically as I went from her navel to her in-between her lips then back into her lips I got high in her thighs and cries. We could feel our heart beat resonating on the wall and I could see her hazy eyes glowing like a crocodiles eyes in the dark, then she paused and said me this as things were getting really steamy and intense:

"She then asked me to make her a promise before we made love without thinking twice I obliged and she asked me to promise her that I would get rid of everything and anything both dead and living no matter my affiliation with it that tried to hinder us from marrying"; I nodded my head in the affirmative and in no time I slowly inserted my rod into her and rammed it in every direction slowly while looking for her center of gravity we changed styles like CSS style-sheets on the sheets and this lasted for 15 minutes before we both came together with mind blowing orgasms. Then we rested and got dried in our sweats till morning came. In the morning she asked me to leave, surprising to me though I felt she was ashamed and was just only reacting in the girly manner way of showing it to me which I ignored and decided to give her some time.

Chapter Two: Fantasizing

Soon we got familiar with each other from nowhere out of the hip hops we got talking out of the blues over her love for 2pac and usher, very soon we took flight as friends with my love already booking a ticket so when the friendship ticket elapses and lands safely, we visited all malls and shops together , then the bar beach together carving our names on the sand was one of the most romantic thing ever done in my life before, she introduced me to her friend Miriam whom I became very good friends with and revealed what led to the shattering of my heart into pieces.

Alas the relationship was 2months old and I had already told mama and everybody about her although words still failed to come up my mouth when each time my friends were bragging about their adventures in-between the thighs of their victims although mine was different because I wasn't after that not for a millisecond in the entire relationship did I for once just want sex. As time grew by we became extra close and really started to merge into becoming one, but Comfort knew how to raise me up to a very high level where I would crumble on my knees and be begging for me to devour her honey comb like a farmer harvesting his honey from his farm in anticipation for huge profit, this went on and on till she finally obliged and told me that we were going to make love in a fortnights time, phew my calendar became my best friend and with every tick of the clock I could feel my heart racing towards the main day, slowly I re-arranged my room and gave it a befitting look, changed the sheets to white and made the sign of love from nice smelling petals that I plucked from a branch no to far from my side, damn I refused sleeping on the bed instead I slept on the floor close to the door as I wept tears of joy in anticipating for the main day.

I even read some Hardley Chase to get me in the mood for a girl any man wouldn't hardly chase to get me really prepared so I don't act a novice and fall my hand when it's finally happening finally. The main day had arrived on a very beautiful Friday morning I could tell that it was D-day without even checking my calendar, the morning didn't seem dull, it was bright I could feel the sun smiling at me even the roosters didn't crow at the usual 5 the crowed much earlier by 4 a.m today, all things seemed positive and hopeful as envisioned.

WHY I KILLED MY MOTHER

Chapter One


Sitting down on a broken bricks I salvage from the debris of what remained from the great havoc caused by the recent downpour, one could easily relate that to my heart which was broken and shattered by the woman I thought I loved or rather deceived me into believing she loved me and cajoled me against letting my own guard which I let down so low.
With the NYSC coming to an end in about a months' time I thought maybe I sit back and reflect on the times and moments that made it worthwhile and erstwhile then I remembered Comfort who was my fellow corper in the barracks that I was serving in Lagos state. After months into service without an official girl and constantly hearing daunting tales from my friends on how they just killed and slaughtered a new girl almost every week really never hit me until I saw Comfort, damn she was a damsel with an afrementous hair which i got to know was a virgin, her amble backside which complemented her well curved hips all you could think about was beautiful by beyonce and shakira combined in one girl. Her amble backside that shook like banana leaves being frightened by the wind, damn she was perfect head to toe, hair to ankle curvy in every angle I sometimes doubted if she was truly human or maybe an alien but an alien wouldn't do justice to her based on what I have seen in the movies, i bet she was an angel though. Her voice was so sonorous and it sounded like a thousand trumpets being blown by one of Gods own choir master protected by an arch angel. damn she was a damsel with body shaped like a gazelle she moved so swiftly and smiled like the photo-flowers opening up to the warmth from an early morning sunlight.
Her legs parted like the obelus sign with the digits indicating her upper and lower parts respectively, her glabellum was so perfect which complemented her eyebrows which she carved and shaped pointing upwards, her beauty created a griffonage in my brain that I myself couldn't understand, she gave out a Petrichor smell every time we passed sometimes I wondered if she was truly the rain that fell cause I felt relieved just seeing her pass me by or by smelling her body scent.

Her lips were reddish pink which made me believe mami water truly existed. Gee even a blind deaf man could tell, hear and see that I had fallen for Comfort and that she was indeed beautiful. Then I would leave my quarters in the barracks to her place and just take a very restive and aimless stroll towards her quarters sometimes just to look at her window and go back to my room in fulfilment knowing I had found the ribs and bones of my bones each time I did that I could feel my whole 206 bones fickle for her like a wrecking ball sledging through a wall I crumbled in love.



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