**THE BETRAYAL** (Episode 25) ........“are u crazy? What did u just do?” he asked with a slightly raised tone, while my eyes equally sparkled with anger as i stared@him “u asked whether i’m crazy right? No wahala i brought all these problems n insults upon myself” i said angrily, stood up n left. “no wait i never meant to insult you” i heard him plead, as he rushed up and held my left hand, but i snatched it from him & walked into my room. He knocked on my door 4 hours, called my phone countless times n even sent me lots of text messages that evening, which i all ignored, because i really wanted to punish him a little, though i must confess i enjoyed every bit of it I equally heard Dave’s ‘pattern of knocking’ on my door later in the night, i equally ignored it n slept away Early the next day, i went downstairs with my bucket to fetch water, because i earlier planned to travel home that fateful day. “hello” i heard a feminine voice greet what’s up dear” i replied polietly, “do u rec me?” she asked, “yh i do, were u not the girl i saw in Dave’s room yesterday?” i replied and asked, “yea i’m the girl, i’m so sorry 4 being a little rude to you yesterday” she apologized, while i laughed, Kk! anyway Im Cyndii” , “thanks dear mine is Lynda” she replied, “yea i know” “please there is something i wish to sit down and discuss with you” she humbly pleaded. I stared at her in surprise and breathed deeply, “i’m travelling today, but i’ll be back by tomorrow afternoon, will tomorrow evening be okay for you?” i asked, “yea it will, i will come over to your room” she replied with glittering eyes, which made her look even more beautiful. “do you know my room?” i asked with surprise, “offcourse i do” she replied with a smile, “okay till then” i said as i nodded in agreement, before walking away with my bucket of water, while my thoughts kept me company, as i wondered what she really wanted to discuss with me I really couldn’t relax when i finally travelled home that fateful day, as i kept on wondering what Lynda wanted to discuss with me, but then i really had no clue nor choice, than to have patience till the next evening when we scheduled to meet Ben called n apologised “let’s just 4get abt it, it’s all in the past” i replied calmly, “thank God, anyway where are you?” he asked, “i travelled home but i will be back 2moro” i replied, “my God! See ur way nah, you just travelled without informing me?” he accused bitterly, “i’m sorry, though you caused it” i muttered quietly. I returned the next day, with a heavy pocket, and lots of foodstuffs which gladened my heart n made me very happy 2pm, After i had kept all my foodstuffs in their locations, i freshened up and headed to Ben’s room, dressed in my black sleeveless top n a bum short, which really brought out my real shape. With a bowl of oranges, guava and English pear on my left hand, i knocked on his door, which opened seconds later, “oh goodness me!” he exclaimed immediately his eyes fell on me. I smiled seductively n cat-walked into his room, “did you miss me?” i asked with a smile, “offcourse i missed u” he replied. I sat on a plastic chair, beside his reading table and crossed my legs, while his eyes glittered hungrily as it fell on my laps, “here are the fruits i brought 4 u, hope you know how to peel oranges?” i asked with a smile, as i stood up seconds later, “no i don’t knw how to peel them” he replied jokingly, drew close n held my waist! “i will peel them for you later in the evening, i want to go & prepare soup with the ingredients my mum gave me, b4 they get spoilt” i explained, while he breathed deeply, “okay then lets go together” he said with a smile, “no don’t bother i’m expecting a friend” i replied. He bit his lips and stared at me suspiciously, but luckily for him, he didn’t ask any stupid question which could have brought another prob between us “okay then i guess i’ll have to wait here for the soup” he said with a forced smile, “i never said i was bringing any 4 u” i joked, touched his jaw and left without another word. I really do love to cook & it really is one of the qualities i inherited from my mum, who never gets tired of cooking even when her children is around. I was soon done with the soup minutes later, and as i was about bringing it down from my stove, i heard gentle knocks on my door “hey dear, hope i came at the right time?” lynda asked sweetly, when i opened my door a minute later, “yea dear, infact u came@ the right time, i just finished cooking a pot of soup” i replied polietly, “hmmm really!, i thought u just returned?” she asked, while i just smiled n shrugged, kpom kpom!” Dave’s pattern of knocking soon sounded on my door, moments later as we were about settling down 4 discussion “who cud be knocking this way?” i heard lynda ask, “i think it’s Dave” i answered with a smile as i watched her face, while she instantly gasped in fear . . . STORY CONTINUES
Posted on: Mon, 30 Jun 2014 07:59:33 +0000
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