Mrs k: Is that why your face is like that? You should know that those words are empty threats. Look how beautiful and healthy you’ve become. They’re just jealous of your progress.
Me: Thanks mum. But I wish to get back my things, my money, my house, I wish to get everything back.
Mrs k: No my child. There are some decisions you shouldn’t make while angry. Come to think of it, is there any proof to back up your claims to those properties?
I never thought about it. I didn’t even know where daddy’s lawyer lives or where his office was. Did I even know his name?
Mrs k: I want to assure you, so long as you’re with us, you’ll never lack anything. You’re my child and I’ll treat you with so much love and care. By the time all these is over, you’ll get back everything that you’ve lost in greater digits.
Her phone rang and she picked it.
Mrs k: ……Tuesday?….. I’ll be there…..just book a flight for me….thank you.
She ended the call and looked at me with a smile.
Mrs k: Hope you heard what I said to you?
Me: Yes mummy.
Mrs k: I’ll be travelling on Tuesday.
Me: I heard that. Hope everything is fine.
Mrs k: Yes. They’re done with the designers I ordered from London. I just need to go and check if they’re complete.
Me: What about your manager? She should be handling all these things. You shouldn’t be travelling all the time.
Mrs k: I know my dear. She’s on maternity leave.
Me: Oh! I forgot.
We spent more time discussing till Ken and Kamsi came back. I excused myself and went into Kamsi’s room.
Kamsi: Hey BF
Me: Hi!
Kamsi: I got you grilled checked from KFC. Ted and I went out.
Me: Oh! Thanks very much.
I opened her bag and brought it out. I made to go out but she stopped me.
Kamsi: Can I talk to you for a minute?
Me: Sure. Why not.
I came back into the room and sat on the bed.
Me: What’s it all about?
She came and sat down beside me.
Kamsi: Its about you and Gospel. What’s happening.
I heaved a sigh
Kamsi: Do you both have time for yourselves at all? He’s always at the other side of the house or out of the country. What’s happening?
Me: Kammy I don’t know. I really don’t know if I offended him in some way. He doesn’t pick my calls anymore neither does he return it. Maybe its because he’s used to seeing me in this house.
Kamsi; Don’t say that Amy. But,do you mean that you both don’t have a problem or disagreement?
Me: None that I know of. And I’ll be lying if I say I’m not disturbed about it.
There was an unusual silence in the room.
Kamsi: Call him now.
Me: He won’t pick it.
Kamsi: Use my phone.
She passed me the phone and I dialled Gospel’s number. He picked it immediately
Gospel: Hello sis
Me: Its me.
Gospel: Amanda?
Me: Yes. Good afternoon.
Gospel: Same to you. Can you call me back? I’m busy at the moment.
Me; That’s always your excuse. Do you ever have time for me these days?
Gospel: I said I’m busy. I’ll call you back once I’m done.
He hung up before I could say any other thing. Tears flooded my eyes and I let them fall.
Kamsi: Don’t do that. We’re going to his quarters now.
There (our) compound housed four mansions. Gospel has one which is the first. The second one which was the smallest housed the servants,cooks and drivers. Mrs Kalu, Kenneth, Kamsi and I stayed in the third one which was the biggest. The fourth one was still empty. Plans are being put in place for Kenneth to move over.
I had never being to Gospel’s quarter before and hearing Kamsi say it now caused me to shiver in freight.
Me: I’m not going. I can’t go.
Kamsi: Why? He can’t make you fall for him and then start treating you like trash. I won’t let him do that.
Me: Kamsi let it go. It’s his life after all
Kamsi: And what about you? How do you feel? Amanda get up. We’re going there now, except you want me to inform mum about it.
Me: Okay. I’ll go with you.
My heart was beating fast, missing several beats and making me swallow hard. Mum was no longer in the sitting room and I was grateful. We walked out of the house and met Rita, she was the second cook.
She greeted us with a smile.
Kamsi: Is my brother around?
Rita: Yes but he has a visitor.
Kamsi: Its alright. Thank you.
We continued walking towards his house till we got to the door.
Me: Don’t you think we should go back since he has a visitor?
Kamsi: We’re here already.
Kamsi opened the door and we walked in. There was nobody in the sitting room but we confirmed that he had a guest because there was a Gucci handbag on a sofa and a heel beside it. My heart started beating faster than before.
Me: Kamsi please let’s go.
She didn’t speak to me. I saw the frown and anger on her face as she raced up the stairs that led to Gospel’s room I guess while I followed in hot pursuit.
She pushed the door to a to open before I could get to her but I noticed that she froze on the spot. I came closer and took a look. I gasped in shock at what I saw..
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.
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