[Excerpt from
Episode 12: He stared at her with a rueful smile on his face before he said “I
am getting married Dammy.” Her heart stopped in her chest and she suddenly felt
hurt, the pearls suddenly felt like they were burning her skin and she took
another look at his face. He was serious, there was no doubt to that and with a
gasp she turned and fled the room.] To read Episdoe 12 CLICK HERE
Muyiwa caught her by the arm just as she was about
to grab the door and jerked her back. She fell into him and he staggered a bit.
His hold loosened and she tried to make another run for it but he was quicker
than her and had her by the arm again. He turned her around to face him and she
pounded at his chest angrily.
“Let me go damn it!” she said, pummeling his chest
with her hands as the tears flowed from her eyes.
“Just calm down and listen to me Damilola. I didn’t mean
to hurt you with the news like that but I have no choice. Halima is pregnant.” Damilola
raised her tear streaked face up to him as she heard the news of Halima’s
pregnancy.
“Let go of me Muyiwa, please.” She whispered in a
hoarse whisper. He looked like he was going to protest but then a resigned look
came over his face and he released her reluctantly.
She dropped to the floor
listlessly and wiped away her tears as she tried to steady herself.
“When is the wedding? I should have seen today
coming,” she smiled ruefully and continued
“It’s not like there was a future
for us anyway. What was I really thinking? That you were going to leave Halima
to be with me? Lord bless that sweet angel’s soul, I don’t think even I could
have done that to her. Isn’t it funny that I complained bitterly and felt like
my whole was crashing around me just because another bitch had my man and now
here I am crying over another woman’s man…” her voice trailed off.
Muyiwa dropped to the floor with and drew her close
to him, seeing that she offered no resistance; he took her head in his laps and
stroked her hair gently. She needed to get everything out of her system so he
let her talk. They sat down like that for about two hours before he noticed her
words starting to falter and she soon lost the battle and drifted off into sleep.
He carried her into her bedroom and laid her gently on the bed as he brushed
his lips gently over her before heading out of the house.
Damilola
woke up slowly the next morning to find herself in bed fully clothed. She remained
that way for about ten minutes trying to get her thoughts together as the
events of last night flooded her memory. She felt weak and empty as she finally
dragged herself out of bed to begin to prepare for the day. I have to move on
with my life and try not to think of Muyiwa she thought to herself. Having been
through the heartbreak with Gbade, this should be small compared to what have gone
through already. She quickly got herself ready and headed for Anu’s house. She knew
Anu was going to probably give her the “I told you this was bad for you”
attitude but she didn’t care. Anu was the only person she could talk to and perhaps
Anu’s chiding would help her make better decisions next time.
“He is what?” Anu’s face clearly expressed her
incredulity and her voice sounded very shocked. “Men are such pigs, so after
deciding that he is done with you, he is deciding to wife Halima. Just look at
yourself Damilola, a beautiful thing like you settled for side chick position
when a lot of men out there would be glad to have you. Now he is dumping you
for his wife material.” Anu hissed disgustedly and stopped her agitated pacing
to plop into a chair angrily.
“Muyiwa is not like that,” her voice was weak as she
tried to defend Muyiwa “Halima is pregnant hence the reason why they have to
get married. Muyiwa loves me…”
“Loves you?” Anu cut in angrily as she jumped to her
feet again. “Love my foot darling. That guy is just some sick bastard playing
games with you while enjoying some free pussy by the side. He doesn’t love
either of you, not you or Halima!. I don’t believe in all this complicated love
triangle babes. Wake up and see him for what he really is, another player that
likes to eat his cake and have it. Halima is such a sweet girl she shouldn’t be
marrying that animal.”
“But Anu, you barely even spend time with Muyiwa. He
is sweet and caring and really he just can’t help himself.”
“Just listen to yourself, ’he is sweet and caring and really
just can’t help himself’.” Anu mimicked in a mocking tone. “How long
are you going to keep playing the broken hearted girl? Where the hell is the Dammy
I know? That no nonsense girl, what potion has he given you to make you so
soft? When did you grow into this lovey mushy, sentimental idiot?”
“There is no potion Anu.”
“This madness has gone on for too long, I would be a
very bad friend if I let this nonsense go on. It is time I do something about
it. I have watched you make a fool of yourself just because I felt you knew
what you were doing but it’s apparent you don’t. Halima and I need to have a
talk. She must not marry that pig, pregnancy or no pregnancy.”
“Don’t do anything stupid Anu. Let it be!”
“Let’s see you try and stop me Damilola. I am doing
this not just for you but for the good of all involved.”
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DeletePoshkid please stop with the suspense, i want to know what finally happens to Damilola and Muyiwa
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