Friday, September 21, 2012

1-0 (A Short Story)

The knock on my door interrupted my wandering thoughts. I had been gazing at the ceiling for 2 straight hours. Thoughts of murder, kidnap and even suicide had filled my mind as Florence + The Machine was blaring from my speakers. If Depression and Anger had a love child, I would be that child. The door to my room opened and my mum came in. She looked at me and at my room and I could see the tears forming in her eyes. She picked up a torn picture from the pile I had made on my bed and shook her head.

"I hate seeing you like this" she said, her voice breaking

I sat up and pulled her down and gave her a hug.

"I am fine mum" I whispered in her ear and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Jumoke's mum is here. She wants to see you"

"I'll be down in a bit"

My mum stood up and walked out of the room looking back one more time before closing my door. I wasn't in the mood to see Jumoke's mother. What does she want to say? What does she want from me?

I am sure you are lost now so let me bring you up to speed. My name is Ejiro. Jumoke was my best friend. We had been best friends since Primary School. We always had each other's backs.. or so I thought.

Fast forward to 3 years ago, I started work at an Advertising Agency and I met Chidi. He was an Investment Banker and was everything I (thought I ) wanted in a man. We started dating and he popped the question 3 months ago. I was happy. Finally, I was going to get married and live happily ever after. So I thought.

Turns out, Jumoke my supposed best friend was just a b****. Turns out for the past 6 months, she had been sleeping with Chidi, BEHIND MY BACK!!! Isn't it funny? We watch movies and we see something like this happen we go "that aint ever gonna happen to me'... Well, it just did.

Anyways, turns out Jumoke is pregnant and in her words "I can't have an abortion. It is a sin"... Oh please! So what was she doing when she was screwing her best friend's fiancé?

I stood up from my bed and went downstairs to meet her mum. The woman was just there rambling and saying something about God wanting us to forgive one another. My mind was far away. Many thoughts were running through my mind as I kept rubbing the stone on my engagement ring.

"Are we done here?" I asked her. She looked puzzled as I cut her short when she was saying the creation story or something.

"Ejiro I am just..." She started

"Mrs. Ademola, I am asking again are we done here?"

She heaved a sigh "yes"

"Thank you ma" I stood up, grabbed the keys to the car that Chidi bought me for my birthday. I had to get to his house. We have unfinished business.

As for Jumoke, she don do her own. She play her game well oh. No wahala. 1-0

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  1. This will make nice story, but the pidgin bit ( the last part), ruin it for me. Nice plot

  2. Hahaha Mr Potter. Nice one; story could lead in so many directions forward a bit, backwards a bit and then to a place where..... oh my the thoughts of where this could go in my head. *great 1 bro*

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