Episode 3
Toun doesn’t know how to make noodles.
The watery mess in front of me irritated me, even the egg
was not boiled well. I knew if I complained she would say she doesn’t wanna
kill the protein. All her attention was on the series, I watched prison break
mainly because of Tee-bag. I liked his diction and the way he flicked his eyes
when he wanted to do something evil.
My phone rang…
Abayomi: evil pikin
Me: presido
Abayomi: ermmm, how are you, hope you have not killed my
angel?
Me: your angel is fine o..why are you calling me sef, call
her now
Abayomi: ode, I called because Timi wants your number, he
said he doesn’t have this line
Me: Does he really need my number. Isn’t yours enough?
Abayomi: you know you are in charge of the campaign
committee..you guys will walk directly together
Me: oh well, give him. At least it means we wont need to see
except very necessary
Abayomi: exactly, like the rally tomorrow at Shokas,
Ijebu-igbo…that’s very necessary
Me: give him my number…
Abayomi: give your phone to the lady in the room
Me: what am i?
Abayomi: witch
I passed on the phone to Toun, and laughed at the thought
that the both of them would probably be having sex now if not for me…then I
thought of sex…then I thought of Timi…I remembered the first time..
We had just been dating for 3 weeks then and things were
going at its own pace. We had gone to Sagamu for a friend’s wedding, one our
way back, it rained bitterly. With his rickety Mazda 626 refusing to start at
the right occasion, we had hitched a ride to Ago-iwoye via Ikenne-Remo. After
dropping me in my house, he started to leave, I knew I ought to have allowed
him to leave but It was so cold. I begged him to stay the night. Lying beside
him that night felt so good, the only warmth I felt was when I held him. He
started telling me jokes; later we were making fun of the people at the
wedding. Then he brought out a bottle of wine we had smuggled from the wedding
and toasted to me saying “ to the most beautiful girl”. He drank some and
offered me some but I declined. The only alcohol I took was Gordon spark and
palm-wine. But he insisted and I have never been able to tell him no.. But I
took too much a gulp and couldn’t swallow it, so he attempted to assist me
reduce the quantity in my mouth by using his mouth to drain mine. Lawd! His lips
tasted so good…then we started kissing. We kissed till there was no alcohol in
my mouth, then he licked my lips, he licked my neck…all I could do was moan. I
could feel the bristles of his day old beard on my neck as he kissed my
shoulder blade. I pulled up the short gown that stood as my nightie, so he
could continue, I didn’t want him to stop…I had never felt like that before. My
Tips were so hard they were almost painful, till the warmth of his mouth
enveloped them. I pulled his shirt and started fumbling with his belt, why
should a guy’s belt be this difficult?. He asked if I was sure I wanted to go
there…I said yes.. When his buckle came off and I pulled down his boxers, I
could see his dick in the dark. I didn’t know what to do at that point, I was
dripping wet and I wasn’t thinking straight. He pulled off my panties and ran
his fingers on my wetness…his fingers separated the lips and rubbed against my
clits, I screamed… then gently he started kissing my navel and rib-cages. I
rested my back on the bed and stretched my hand until I got hold of his dick; I
spread my legs and guided it to my V… He stopped me again and asked if I was
sure…I told him to shut up and stop talking… he verified I was sufficiently wet
by running his hands on me again before entering me…
Before deflowering me….
******
Toun: why are you not eating?
Me: this your rubbish indomie
Toun: you cannot appreciate anything in your life
Me: lol
Toun: Ab was telling me about Uche..
Me: yes o..he said he is representing a client, that is ready
to pay a poo-load of money
Toun: I don’t like that Uche boy, he taxes freshers
anyhow…very notorious
Me: what his clients want sef is too much ahn ahn…game
centre and Cd selling monopolies.
Toun: I am not comfortable about it and I told Abayomi..
Me: yeah, I don’t like it also, but I think your boyfriend
might want to accept it.
Toun: he sounded so over the phone…how is National doing?
Me: only God knows were that boy is getting his money from,
everywhere it is National!
Toun: you guys have to step up o..
I sighed..
I attempted to sleep but all I could think about was
tomorrow at Shokas…I will have to be with Timi. I was going to blank him,
everything would be official, I hope he doesn’t bring Annie along though.
Me: Toun, I want to sleep..oya off your television
Toun: oh…that Michael is so smart..he will break-out…I tell
you!
My phone rang…
Me: hello,
Caller: hey
Me: who is this please?
Caller: it me..
His reply coincided with my brain recognizing his voice…
Me: oh..
Caller: its Timi
Me: hey
Timi: just got your digits from Abayomi
Me: ok
Timi: I want to intimate you about the rally tomorrow at
Shokas…please come with your friends…branded tee-shirts and jean shorts..
Me: you don’t waste time at all o..
Timi: the tide isnt in our favor now, we have a lot of work
to do, I don’t want us to lose.
How dare him use the word “us”…this boy dey crase?
Me: you don’t wanna lose your good reputation
Timi: yes.
Me: don’t forget I am the one calling the shots
Timi: I wont ,ma
Me: good, how much are you being paid for this?
Timi: 200786 if we win
Me: and if we lose?
Timi: nothing..
Me: what is the 786naira for?
Timi: nothing
Me: anyways na you and Abayomi problem..
Timi: see you tomorrow, goodnight dear..
Me: night.
After hanging up, I realized I had been clenching my fists
Toun: who was that?
Me: Timi
Toun: awww… what does he want
Me: about the rally tomorrow…branded tops and jean shorts…
Toun: he is fast o, rally now now?
Me: he said Abayomi is paying him 200786naira
Toun: why that weird amount?
Me: I don’t know for him o…
Toun: oh my God…I know …
Me: why?
Toun: he is passing a message to you
Me: how?
Toun: 20/07/86…..your birthday..
*******
By noon most of the girls we were expecting where at
mini-campus, we had rented gigantic speakers and the trucks that we would use
for the rally, 90% of the girls were dressed as instructed while the guys wore
whatever they chose. Abayomi called to inform me that he,Timi and Kofo had gone
to bring the Dj. Toun was sitted all pretty beside me, I couldn’t help but
wonder why Abayomi would be straffing kofo.
Me: how are you and Abayomi?
Toun: how do you mean?
Me: I mean your relationship…you guys seem to understand
eachother
Toun: as a matter of fact we do…
Toun’s dad was a judge, I think it kinda took its toll on
her. She wasn’t someone who pretended. She tells you as it is. That was
probably why we remained close friends, though Abayomi was fucking Kofo, I knew
he was crazy about her.
Toun: is this a backlash from you and Acho?
Me: no dear…and how is the sex?
Toun: normal na….when I am Hot, he is always ready..
Me: and when he is Hot?
Toun: he better be lucky I am lucky at the same time or all
he gets is a Bj.
Me: looool…Acho always complained I never gave him Bj
Toun: why didn’t you?
Me: babe, even to kiss him after a while was hard, I wonder
if the boy give me something chop
Toun: naaa, you just fell out of love
Me: hmmmmm, takea of Abayomi o… he is cool
Toun: I remember those days I suspected both of you having
something together…I was so silly
Me: yeah you were, Abayomi na my blood
Toun: you like him more than you like me abi?
Me:I am sorry….yes..
Toun: don’t be sorry…I am glad I am not the only one that
has his back.
That was when I saw him, Abayomi was describing something to
him with some seriousness but all he did was smile. How many times did he
UnCloth me with that smile…….. he was holding a whistle, his afro was well
groomed, he stole my breathe away…
Abayomi shouted from a distance.
Abayomi: see my lovely ladies!
Most of the girls walked up to them, some chanting “presido”
others saying a word or too.. I noticed most of the girls that went to Timi,
hugged him before talking to him…silly girls
Toun: Tana, just control yourself, you are very strong
Me: thanks dear, I don’t have a problem
I haven’t spoken face to face with him since the last time I
embarrassed myself on his floor. But I was ready for this
Toun: baby whats up?
Abayomi: my sunshine, I missed you so much mehnnnn….see your
hot legs…omo
Me: Abayomi, my own legs nko?
Abayomi: flee from me devil..
Me: loool
We hugged, then I stepped back..Timi was already beside me
Timi: howfar?
Me: good
Timi: you ready?
Me: you can see we are..
Timi: we would be going to iyalaje first, then itamerin,
ajebo, oru, ijebu-igbo before we come back to olopomerin then we assemble at
mini-campus again.
Me: ok
Timi: we would share fliers while we dance on the truck and
surrounding it…it will move 30mph..
Me: any refreshments for the girls?
Timi: pure water, soft drinks and gala..
Me: good..
Timi: you and Abayomi will ride in the truck behind ours
Me: oh..we won’t ride in the same truck?
Timi: nope…..are you disappointed?
Me: ….lol..you wish…
Thankfully Abayomi encroached in our space…
Abayomi: my people…lets go…it’s time to dance..
Timi: nkem, are you ready?
Me: I am not nkem…I am Tana…and as I told you earlier…we are
ready
Timi: am sorry, old habits die hard
Me: whateva…if you can’t call me Tana, call me Tee like
everybody else..
Timi: aii ma.
Me: good
******
As soon as our trucks started moving, the music began, loud
and ear piercing, it took me a while to get used to it. Indigenes of the town
lined the streets, first in amazement, later they danced along with us. Abayomi
stood and acknowledged cheers from students living nearby, some even hopped
into the truck to join us..when I heard my name from some quarters, I waved
too. The turn out from people was more than I had expected, I could see Abayomi
was happy, Toun came beside me to whisper in my ears
Toun: your boy is doing a good job o…
Me: he is not my boy…anybody can pull off a rally
Toun: why didn’t kofo do this earlier?
Lord knows I wanted to say “she was busy fucking your
boyfriend”, but I kept quiet until something caught my attention. The cheers
had grown louder. Timi, had gotten down from his truck, he was now in front of
the motorcade, dancing to “konga”. I remembered he was a good dancer, I also
remembered that girls always brought their bum-bum to his crotch whenever they
had the opportunity. This was no different, we were at Itamerin, and Timi’s
outrageous moves had turned the rally into a carnival, the street was filled
with people dancing away.
Toun: me I am going to dance o…lets go down!
Me: stay with your boyfriend jor…
She pointed at figure in the distance..i had initially
thought her boyfriend was was on the truck, waving like I though a president
should, I saw the madman, dancing “komole” just by where a bus-stop was
erected. Even cars passing by were “honking” in using to the music. When I
turned back to my dear friend Toun, she was off the truck…dancing “yahooze”
like her father wasn’t a fucking Judge! How can she leave me on the
truck?..judas Iscariot Toun.
Timi: come down and join the dance, we are here because of
you
I turned back to face the boy that had haunted my night all
those months
Me: I am good here
Timi: come on, don’t be a snob..
I just ignored him like he wasn’t there anymore; luckily a
girl came and yanked him away. It wasn’t long before we started moving again,
it ws like Ajebo people had been waiting for us, cause they joined immediately.
The dressing of the girls was such an appetizer, guys left everything they were
suppose to do and joined us like zombies…when we got to Shokas, the crowd had
gotten slightly out of control, the music had taken a life of its own…Abayomi’s
name was everywhere…the dancing on the streets was more than what we
experienced when Michael Adenuga came to bury his mum in the town. I was moving
slowly to the beats when Abayomi came and scooped me off my feet, in no time I
was dancing with him, a couple of girls came around us and started hailing,
Abayomi was happy…I was happy.. Within the blink of an eye, the person dancing
with me was Timi..i wanted to step back but people were staring and he knew it.
He had that cute boyish smile on his face, his hands were on my waist…I didn’t
want to dance anymore but the damn waist was moving to the rhythm of his hand…I
wasn’t thinking. I was just dancing…he smiled…he was winning…I stopped and
joined Toun with some girls that were sharing drinks. That was when the first
shot deafened us all..
I was rooted to the spot, I was scared, people started
running everywhere. Another shot was fired, some guys all dressed in the same
color in a Bmw came down, their faces mean as hell. I couldn’t find anybody…no
Toun…no Abayomi..even Kofo was not seen…then someone came and pulled my hands.
He was running, I had no option than to run along. He didn’t let go, we were
running back into the streets of Shokas..i couldn’t run fast enough, so Timi
carried me…my head rested on his chest. His heartbeat was loud. He entered a hall
that had “june 12” written on it and screamed for one “Bode” to open his door.
The residents of shokas were scared, I doubted if Bode would open his door,
until an opened door signified that he actually did. Timi dropped me gently on
the bed and started to go out the door
Me: Timi! Where are you going?
Timi: I have to go look for Abayomi..he is my responsibility
now, Bode will take care of you
He was out of the door when I shouted again
Me: Timi!
Timi: yes!
Me: please be careful.
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