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Scenario 9 - Over-Possessive Spouse/Lover

It all started with an email.  Her name was Denise. And she was looking forward to meeting  Kayode at the Starbucks on Oxford street on Wednesday.  The f u c k?
I was frozen looking at the computer screen could this be real.
“Do you want chocolate of vanilla?” Kayode shouted from the kitchen.
I quickly minimised the screen “chocolate” I shouted back.

I could not sleep that night thankfully he needed to get up early so he didn’t try and get some.  I tossed and turned.  With everything we had been through this motherfucker thought he could cheat on me just like that?
I looked at him as he lay sound asleep I wanted to slap his face and punch him.
I watched him from then on when he was in the shower I was checking his phone and looking though his pockets. Who was this Denise?  It was no one he worked with so how did he meet her?

“You love me don’t you” I asked him as I peered over my wine glass
“Tosin, you been acting strange lately.  Why you gotta ask me that kind of question.  You know I love you more than anything in this world you are my heart and my soul” he lifted an eyebrow
“is something wrong baby?  Are you pregnant?”
“why would I be pregnant?” I snapped.  He shrugged
“You asking me for reassurance.  You know you can talk to me” He reached for my hand across the table. I brushed his hand away and started to clear the table.  The lying ass motherfucker I thought. 

The days dragged sometimes I would just have fits of rage others I would just cry.  He too seemed preoccupied often lost in thought or a day dream as Wednesday approached.  I had arranged to take the day off on work.  He kissed me goodbye as he left and a momentary look of concern flashed across his face as I didn’t respond. “You alright?”
“Dandy” I forced a smile You will be caught today you cheating bastard.



I had been sat in the cafe opposite the Starbucks on oxford street for an hour.  My eyes glued to the entrance.  “Can I get you anything else?” The waitress hovered near my table.  I shook my head just piss the mess off you dumb cow I thought.  I was boiling with rage at this stage. Today was the day Kayodes lies will be exposed. He had been smart I didn’t find any messages or names in is phone but I'm sure it was all pre-planned.  My heart leapt into my mouth as I watched Kayode walk up to Starbucks with a woman.

Denise! I was glued to my seat as I watched them enter.  I would give them time to settle down before I surprised them.  The bastards, I hurriedly paid my bill and ran across the road not caring about the oncoming traffic I burst into to the coffee house.  The two were holed up in a corner her hand gently stoking his cheek.  She was a dark skinned beauty she looked older than Kayode but her beauty was unmistakable.  He gently clasped her hand in his. I had seen enough.
“KAYODE!” I screamed the shop fell silent all that could be heard was the music playing in the background.  I half ran and half walked to the table.
“what the hell do you think you doing with this LovePeddler”
“Tosin!” Bellowed Kayode the dark skinned beauty touched his hand to calm him down.  In one flew swoop I grabbed her by the hair and swung her out of her seat
“You dirty old LovePeddler find someone your own age.  You bitch!” The hot slap I planted on her face made her neck snap back.  I felt someone grab me and I was pinned against a wall I could hear crashing of pottery in the background. 
“Tosin,Tosin” Kayode was talking through clenched teeth
“I'm adopted remember.  Thats my fucking birth mother. I wanted to meet her first before I told anyone I had found her” he looked at me in disgust
He let go of me as I slide to the floor.

Onyinye just admit it your loff and all will be well.

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Onyinye so many LOL moments!

Ori e ti daru

what is this national ashewo day?

First Stephen now Doyin? Hissss

Oh Stephen using the wheel chair line again abi?

Stephen you know I hate you right?

Thanks guys I really did not want to do murder!

The next scenario is even worst should be fun trying to make this work! LOL

Murder 

My body has been floating in this gutter for days now they still can’t find me.  I bob along gently bouncing off the walls and looking sound sleep.  Well if you ignore the fact my head is half hanging off and the huge welt on my head.  My lips are a picture perfect blue my blonde hair looks like a wet rat.I hover over my body and will myself to be found.  For my body to the washed and for me to be laid to rest.  Well I won’t ever have rest I went before my time so I am destined to float around nosey into other people’s lives watching my family mourn me until I am eventually forgotten. But at least with me laid in a grave I can move on instead of being stuck here waiting to be fucking found.  Its weird you can still swear when you are dead.  Dead I thought I am dead.  Not a nice death.

His name was Eric he was a hot latino we have nothing in common apart from mind blowing sex.  We didn’t talk we just bleeped.  He would call and ask where I was, I would tell him he would come over and we would mess.  It was pure fucking not sensual love making and all that.  It was pure unadulterated hardcore fucking.  It went on for months then as we women do I wanted more he didn’t.  So I let go but he wouldn’t.  We started fighting he would come over we would fight then f u c k.  It became a circle and I couldn’t take anymore.  I changed my number and stayed at my sisters for a while.  He found me at work we fought I screamed at him that it was over and I was done. We still bleeped in the car park.  I started getting depressed I could not shake him off.  My sister made me put a restraining order on him he went crazy he found me at my sisters late at night and told me it was never going to be over till he said so.  He tried to mess me but I fought him off.  I ran away lost a shoe took a short cut through an alleyway he found me.  I remember him hitting me till I blacked out.  I was screaming surely someone could  hear me. No one did. I woke up with him panting on top of me and me spread eagled under him. I saw the knife and felt its cut. 

I do a twirl over my body what a shit way to go.  A ball makes a slash into the water.
“Daddy Daddy my balls gone down there!”
“Stand back Jen I will get it for you!”

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