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Episode 4

"You did what?!!" Richard howled. His eyes shone with confusion and rage. He sounded like he had just been hit by a bus. His face looked like bullshit.

I looked into his eyes trying to read him. Pain? Frustration? Anger? What he felt that moment, I couldn't fathom.

He looked at me deeply, I could sense fear, his eyes, searching, begging me to tell him what I just said now was a lie.

I never wanted things to end up how they did. George was Richard's best friend if not almost a brother. George was a flirt, the kind of guy that would say the sweet things you needed to hear that moment, the kind of guy that would hook up his best friend with a chick and still end up screwing her behind his back. I could continue calling him names, but George was a great listener.

Yes am the devil and am evil but hey, all I wanted was someone to talk to. I was lonely and it was killing me.

"Tell me you're lieing baby, talk to me" Richard begged, holding me on the shoulder. Tears were beginning to form at the back of his eyes.

I just stood there, lost. I was speechless. I couldn't utter a word.

"I was sacked in my office" Richard revealed, whispering, almost as if he had lost his voice.

"Why didn't you tell me?!"

"I tried honey, I tried but I couldn't tell you as I didn't want us to end up, no, I didn't want you to leave me because I had no job" Richard replied.

I could feel the pain in his voice.

"What do you take me for? It was never about the money!" I sobbed.

Episode 3




"Honey, you know I've got to go to work, am already running late" Richard spoke hurriedly, fiddling with the buttons on his shirt.

It was a week since the last incident of him being drunk. We still hadn't talked about it, I guess it was probably because he had continue avoiding me.

"Baby, I don't know what to think anymore, you don't talk to me again, I can't even..."

"No! No! Not this same talk again, I told you, I've been busy with work, I don't have the time" Richard interrupted, stressing the word "time" like he meant something else.

"Time? Time? I can't believe you just said you don't have time." I yelled, pulling the duvet off my body as I rose up from the bed.

"Baby, I can't remember the last time we had a real conversation, or the last time you ate my food, I can't even remember the last time you touched me" I spoke rather softly. I was angry with him, hell! Who wouldn't be?, but there wasn't the need to take this issue south.

I stood up, picked up a matching tie from the wardrobe, hung it over his neck and helped him knot the tie.

"Look Honey, I know I haven't been around much of recent but I promise, when I get back from work, we'll talk about anything you want to talk about, okay?" Richard muttered absent-minded, putting on his coat as he spoke.

"Oh please, You also promised yesterday, and the day before yesterday" I sighed.

I watched him, I didn't know if the whole "work" thing was just a coax, He was still the Richard I loved, but I couldn't recognize him anymore. Who was I deceiving, my Richard was gone, and I didn't have a shit clue as to if the Richard I once loved was still in there somewhere I hope.

"I slept with George, your best friend" I blurted out, amidst tears.

"What!!!"

Episode 2

“You’re late again! You’re always late Richard!” I shouted as he stepped into the house.

“Is that a way to greet your husband?” Richard barked.

He staggered forward trying to move past me to the bedroom without waiting for a response from me , but I stepped in his front blocking him from going any further.

“We need to talk! Richard” I said, pushing him backwards lightly but he surprised me by falling back into a couch.

“Richard! Are you drunk!” I yelled.

“Drunk? Do I… look like someone… that is drunk… to you?” He stammered, as he tried standing up, only to fall back into the couch again.

The thick smell of booze hit my nose and I could perceive the smell of alcohol filling the whole room.

This was a first. Richard had never come home drunk before, I was beginning to feel terrified with the way things were going.

“Richard darling, please talk to me, What’s the problem?”

“Richard!”

“Richard?!” God! He was already sleeping. I can’t believe he just slept on me.

“Richard! Wake up!” I said, tapping him.

He was far gone. Sleeping like a log of wood.

My heart was throbbing, I felt uneasy. I wanted telling Richard what had been troubling me, what I had done, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell him. I wanted talking to him today but, as usual, he came home late again. The feeling of guilt was killing me. the longer I kept it to myself, the longer I felt I was going to explode and the longer I felt dark and twisty inside of me.

Was he ready to hear me out? Would he forgive me?

Episode 1

I stood up from my seat rushing to check the window as I heard the faint sound of a car engine move up the street. It certainly wasn’t Richard. The time was almost 11pm with him no where in sight, The “I was busy at work” excuse is what he’s been using recently.. Like seriously, which responsible married man works till 11pm everyday?.

I picked up my phone for the umpteenth time, Richard’s number was on speed dial, I was about calling him but I hesitated. It had been like this for the past one month. Richard started coming back home as late as 11pm. As if that wasn’t enough, he’s changed. He doesn’t eat my Food anymore, His attitude towards me has been overly different and worse, I don’t see much of him in fact I barely see him anymore and damn, I can’t even remember the last time we uhmm did it. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, how’s it possible not to see your own husband you’re living in the same house with? I wouldn’t believe it either,but hell that’s what am facing. It’s almost as if he’s avoiding me.

My marriage to Richard was barely a year old. I must confess, it hadn’t always been like this. I always remembered how my relationship with Richard felt at the beginning. He was my sunshine. My day rose and dawned on him. I couldn’t describe the love I felt for him else I’d run mad. What we shared was sacred. It was mutual. The way He loved me I felt he was going to loose it if he lost me too. Everything was more than perfect between us and I couldn’t imagine it any better.

Knock! Knock!

I was so deep in my thoughts, I didn’t even realize Richard had arrived.

Congrats bro... You made fp.... More grace.. ...

Lol.. What women do for money.... Pity her sha....

Thronekid really great.. Superb although I would love if you could modify the ending part.. I read it over and over again but couldn't clearly understand until now... Please try to edit and send a clear msg to we your faithful readers

Princesa please write out the voting format so we can clearly understand so as to avoid mistakes in voting cuz a lazy reader like me can't stress my self and read all the talk you guys have said above or is the voting format still like before? . Thanks

Episode 1.



“Alma! Alma!” Kola called out, as he briskly hurried towards her. Alma walked on, side by side with her best friend, Coco.

Kola hastened his steps, finally catching up with her.

“Hey Ladies, Hi Coco, Alma dear, what’sup” Kola greeted, with a bold smile on his face, while turning and fixing a gaze at Alma.

“Hi Kola, am fine and you” Coco responded enthusiastically.

“Hey Kola, whats’up” Alma replied coldly.

The smile on Kola’s face faded away slowly. He drew closer to his hearthrob, Alma, took her hands and gently caressed her cheeks, but Alma resisted gently.

Coco stood, watching the two love birds who acted like she wasn’t there.

“Alma, frankly, I don’t understand you any longer, you seem so distant from me these past few weeks” Kola complained.

“Am sorry but I don’t know what you’re talking about, how do you mean am distant from you?” Alma asked, avoiding Kola’s gaze with her head bent facing the ground as she spoke.

Kola held her cheek, gently lifting up her face to look her straight in the eyes but she resisted again, bringing down her head to face the ground.

“You see, you can’t even look me in the eye and talk to me. My love, please tell me what wrong I must have done to you. You’ve been avoiding me of recent and I don’t know why. I call your phone number but you’ve decided not to pick my calls. I try to talk to you here in school but you have found a way to hide from me. My beautiful rose flower, please you’re getting me really worried with your attitude of late, please, in any way I might have offended you, please tell me and I swear, I’ll go on my knees now to apologize” Kola pleaded.

“Kola, the one who my heart yearns for, please don’t say that, this isn’t about you. Its about me and the journey am about to embark on” Alma muttered, still avoiding Kola’s gaze.

Kola looked pitiful.

“Journey? Please my love, what ever the case may be, I thought we promised to always share our burdens together, seeing you do this to yourself hurts me badly” Kola said, with his face almost about to shed a tear.

“Please Kola, I know you must hate me by now, all the things we have been through together but now you must let me go” Alma uttered. Tears could be seen already trickling down her cheeks.

“Alma no please, don’t do this to me, what are you saying? You’re getting me scared” Kola said, already shedding visible amounts of tears.

“Am sorry Kola, but I can’t say anything more than this again. Am having a headache, please let me go.” Alma pleaded, freeing herself from Kola, as she began to walk away.

Kola watched as the one his heart belonged to, walk away from him while he wept.

Coco who had been present all along, couldn’t do but shake her head in pity.

“Kola, please you have to be strong, you’re crying in public like a baby” Coco said, bringing out a handkerchief from her purse and offering it to Kola.

“Coco, you don’t understand. I Love Alma!. I love Alma with passion. I can die for her” Kola cried.

“Oh Kola, I clearly understand. Even a blind man can clearly see your love for Alma, and honestly she loves you too” Coco muttered.

“Then what may be the problem? Please Coco, you’re her friend, tell me what the problem is.” Said Kola.

“Honestly, I myself, am still in the dark. She’s also been able to keep what the matter is away from me, and has been acting coldly to me too, I wish I knew, Kola, I swear, I would have been the first to let you know” Coco responded.

Kola was broken. His heart had never been torn apart like this.

“Oh Alma, I love you! Why has your love enchained and enchanted me this way?” Kola cried.

“Kola please take it easy, don’t take it too hard on yourself, let me go meet Alma and see the information I can gather and I promise to get back to you” Coco assured Kola, as she tried to cheer him up.

“Thanks for everything Coco. I owe you one.” Kola said forcing a smile, as they both departed.

I decided to share this story after hearing the ordeal of a close friend of mine.

It is my hope that this story would enlighten teenagers on the dangers of child marriage.

Everything stated in this story is real. Events, conversations are all real, except ofcourse the names of characters to protect their identity.

Please Enjoy My Effort….

Psalmwise:
:POga u dn hear

Ya property no fit freak her...she satisfied with me

Plenty other writers dn try snatch am buh dem no succed

#whistling. . Don't beg me when she dumps you for me

*Prettydiva89.. It isn't over o, this ain't where it would stop, am coming for you and I won't stop until you're mine

ThR0NeKiD:
Bro Kinwayne, that was lovely, really lovely! I never knew I had a brother who had my back this much!
You're a fellow writer but yet, U did this..... Bro, its simply lovely!

if the story attains the desired height, I swear I'd dedicate it to U...... Would make that pic the cover photo..... U dont know what this means nor how high I place U right now.... Bro, If U were a girl, I'd simply as for ur hand in marriage but now, dont worry, I'll ask for Ur sister's hand

I COMMENT my reserve

prettydiva89:
No i don't fall for that

So you rather go for hmmmn?
Okay o

The offer is still open.. Deny psalmwise and be my girl and all these things stated above would be yours

And as regards to the babe matter.. Psalmwise this girls you are keeping, DiarizGod o..

Prettydiva89 forget psalmwise jor.. As you're looking at me like this.. Am an importer, exporter, three-quarter, helicopter.. I can get you that Brazilian hair, and that German koin-koin shoe you've so much desired..

So dear, am the right man for you. What ya say?

Forgive my poor photoshop skills

Hope am not late? ThrONeKiD you sef no try o.. I didn't receive any mention..
BTW

which damsel should I pick here to be by my side?

Been long I wrote something here.. My due apologies for not posting the concluding part of my last story.. Would see what I can do about that..

But am back and I hope this new story would interest you guys like the Last .

Should in no way this story be copied or published without my prior permission. This story is copyrighted.

Contact me via Chikerelance@gmail.com or 08114957127"

Hahahaha make una help me see trouble for person moniker o.. I guess she's sorry he's just editing her/his profile

Anxiously waiting dear.. Let's see your potentials