[STORY] ALONE (Episode 16)

Episode 16.

Gospel sprang up from the bed, his huge member shrinking immediately. The lady with him stood up from the bed, dangling her body which was full of fat and headed towards the bathroom. Kamsi wondered how her brother found the lady attractive. Gospel quickly picked his boxer from the floor and wore it, not taking his eyes away from the girls.

Kamsi walked into the room not taking her eyes away from her brother.
Kamsi: I’m sorry bro. We were looking for answers and I think we’ve found it. We’ll just go back to the main house.
Kamsi turned and looked at me. I was still recovering from my shock but I could see her struggle with the tears.
She walked past me but I was still rooted to the ground, looking at someone I loved.
Words can’t explain how I felt. I wanted the day to start afresh so I wouldn’t follow Kamsi to Gospel’s quarter. You’ll agree with me that its better for your spouse to break up with you than catching him or her in the act.
I felt so weak that my knees were now unable to carry me.
He didn’t say a word to me neither did he move from the spot. I weakly carried myself out of his house and headed to the main house.
If Gospel could do this to me, then, anybody can hurt me and I’ll survive it.
I got to my room and laid down, pondering over my life and where I had gone wrong. A knock came and I asked the person in.
Gospel: Amanda.

I turned immediately, staring at Gospel who was now a different version of the man I had seen some minutes before. He had tears in his eyes and his face was greased with sadness.
Me: Sit down please.
He sat down beside me and crossed his hands.
Me: I’m sorry for barging into your apartment without prior notice. I….
Gospel: No please. Your words would make me feel worse than I’m feeling now. You’re such a nice person and you don’t deserve what I did to you.
Me: Why? You prefer plumpy women, I’ll be that for you,or, you don’t like my colour, I’ll do something about it. Tell me what you like and I’ll make myself suitable for you.
He held my hands and kissed them. Tears ran down my eyes and I thought it best to let them flow.
Gospel: You’re perfect just the way you are.
Me: Then why will you do these to me? Thought you said you loved me? Why then will you choose to hurt me in this manner? Avoiding me wasn’t enough for you,then you started bringing them into the house. Why?
Gospel: I couldn’t continue anymore. I….
Me: Continue? With what?
Gospel: I’m sorry but I think its time I tell you.
He stood up from the bed and walked two steps away from me. I joined him, eager to know what the problem was, what our problem was.
Gospel: The rape Amanda. I couldn’t bring myself to be with a victim. You experienced hell and I know without being told that it will affect our relationship. I’ve seen victims, I’ve heard there stories. They don’t go beyond kisses and memories of the incident will cloud there heads and they’ll start seeing you like you mean harm for them. They….
I broke down automatically, crying my heart out and telling him all sorts of useless jargons I could think of.
Me: You’re wicked Gospel. You’re cursed. How can you say that to me? How can you say that in my presence? Did you give it time? Did you try it out. You back up your stupid exploits using my worst experience as your excuse, rubbing it to my face that I can never stand a relationship. Gospel you’re heartless and mean. I curse the day my heart fell in love with you. Get out. Get out of here now.
Gospel: Amanda cal……..
Me: Don’t Amanda me. Don’t you dare try to mention my name with those cursed mouth of yours. I curse you Gospel. You said I can’t stand a relationship, Gospel, same thing will go for you. You shall never be good for anyone. You…
Gospel: Amanda stop it, you’re angry and saying all these words. Stop it now.
Me: Get out.

I began to push him before he figured out I meant it then he left on his own.
I locked my door and flung myself on the ground, crying my heart out and cursing Gospel for the rest of his life.
I remained on that position even after I got tired of crying. Someone kept on knocking on my door but I refused to get up,let alone opening the door. It was the ringing of my phone that got me up and I went and picked it. It was Mrs Kalu.
Mrs k: Amanda.
Me: Yes mummy
Mrs k: Open the door sweetheart. I’ve being here for sometime now.
Me; I’m sorry mum but I really wish to be on my own.
Mrs k: I know. I won’t take much of your time I promise.
Me: Okay.

I dropped my phone and opened the door for her and she hugged me. It opened doors to the tears I thought had finished. She let me cry for a while before she pulled me into the room.
Mrs k: You don’t know my child, so many people long to be in your shoes right now. A lot of people out there have so many problems which are worse than yours, yet, they won’t look like it. There are lots of girls your age who live there lives without having a boyfriend till they are ready to settle down. You can’t be here,crying out your eye balls because your boyfriend is with another lady who I’m sure you’re prettier than, I’m also sure you’re more intelligent than her. It shows he’s classless and has lack of good taste. You’re beautiful my child and your destiny is in your own hands. You’ll be whatever God wants you to be only if you take it with faith. The word of the Lord even said it, that the kingdom of God suffereth violence and violent people taketh it by force. I don’t know why you’re crying when you have a life that is ahead of you. Gospel shouldn’t be your priority now. Your priority should be your education. You should know that with education, many men would come knocking on your door and it’ll be your time to choose whoever you want to be with. With Education, good one, you’ll be able to shut the likes of Gospel. My child,I won’t deceive you. Think about all I’ve said here and pick the ones you want to pick. By the time I’m back from London,I want to see a new you.
She stood up to leave and I also stood up.
Mrs k: Dinner is seven pm on the dot. You should look your best. Kenneth’s girlfriend is coming
I smiled and gave her a nod.
Me: Thank you mum.
She hugged me before leaving the room. I looked at my table clock and it was past five. I quickly washed my face and started going to Kamsi’s room. I met Kenneth at the hall way and he hugged me tight.
Ken: I knew you were a strong lass.
Me: I’m not
I managed to give him a smile.
Ken: You are. You just haven’t noticed it.
Me: Okay. Okay. So you didn’t tell me that Rose was coming around. Not fair.
Ken: Oh. I’m sorry. She told me this afternoon as well. We didn’t plan it.
Me: Hmmm. Okay o. So you both are now official? Since mum is now involved?
Ken: Yeah!

Have I told you guys about Kenneth? I’m sorry. He’s what I will describe as breath takingly handsome. He’s chocolate in complexion, a graduate of Madonna and he’s a lawyer. He’s just 24 and was called to bar few weeks after Emeka’s death. Since then, he’s being one popular guy in and outside the neighbourhood. He’s tall and has a baritone voice. His nose is pointed, his lips are small and he loves to pout them,his eyes are sexy and blue. He also has this side burns which he leaves bushy always, saying that nobody would love to work with a small boy, but his beards make him older. Mrs Kalu is indeed blessed with beautiful children with good manners………… all except Gospel.
Me: Wish you guys the best. I need to go to Kamsi.
Ken: Alright then. See you guys later.

I walked away and finally got myself in Kamsi’s room. She was speaking with someone on the phone so I sat down and waited. She spoke for some minutes and hung up.
Kamsi: BF
I smiled at her and she came and sat down beside me.
Me: Was that Ted?
Kamsi: Nope. Most handsome guy, ESUT, campus one chapter.
Me: Hmmm. This year?
Kamsi: Yes.
Me: Okay. So I heard Rose is coming for dinner.
Kamsi: Don’t mind Ken. I don’t even know what I’m going to wear.
Me: Hello! She’s a lady not a guy. A Lady like you and I. So it doesn’t matter what we wear.
Kamsi; I know. But haven’t you noticed she looks like someone from a rich family?
Me: Ain’t we rich too? Just that we don’t dress over classy for school.
Kamsi: You’re wrong. She wears designers o.
I laughed and she stared at me.
Me: Next thing now,you’ll start asking mum to order our clothes from London or China or maybe task Ken to take us out. This clothes in your wardrobe, have you finished wearing them?
Kamsi: You’re amazing. We’re going shopping by weekend. I’m already sure that mummy will get us something once she travels. For now, let’s talk about something else.

I told her my conversation with Gospel and mummy and she supported mum. Saying that I need to take my mind away from Gospel and move on, that I should learn to be strong. She said one thing that made me determined, “if you fight this and move on, you’ll find out that Gospel was never meant to be part of your life. Move on sis, we don’t have enough time in the world to start crying over guys who don’t think twice before breaking us. Use the time you have now to the fullest.

To Be Continued……..

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