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Tuesday, 27 August 2013
The Wife Diaries V
“Nkem..how?” I looked at my
friend.
This is the girl I knew since I was a
child, she never traded best
friends, I was her one and only
even after we fought. She hated
confrontation so she did all she
could to not cause trouble and
was always eager to fix any
problems between us. This used
to annoy me, but after I hadn’t
seen her for years, I began to
miss that trait in her. So you can
imagine my shock hearing.
1) that she was unfaithful to Nick
and 2) that she did not tell me.
She just shook her head and
sniffled. Her eyes were pinned to
the floor and she would not look
me in the face. This was all so
new.
“I’m a mess.” She finally
murmured.
The silence afterwards was really
heartbreaking and within me, I
could feel the turmoil happening
in her mind, the war with self that
raged within her and it hurt me.
“Nkem..You know me, I love you,
what happened?” I knelt in front
of her, grasped her palms and
bent my head to look at her face.
A lone tear drop fell to the ground
between us and she sniffled again.
“I don’t know how to start telling
you.”
“You could start from the
beginning.” I urged her quietly.
“you know Nigerians, everything is
black and white. You’re either bad
or good, and we don’t allow room
for anything else.” she looked up
and wiped her face.
“I guess I’m bad here, in my own
little nollywood movie I’m the bad
girl, the harlot, the whore.” she
laughed a little, which quickly
became a cry “I’m a mess girl, a
big mess..I thought this was over,
but it never was..I’ve been
pretending this whole time.”
“pretending?”
“mm-hmm.” she nodded
“remember that time Uncle Sunny
was staying at the house?” I
nodded, grimacing.
“What about that devil?” My
hackles began to rise. This was
someone that had hurt Nkem, and
till this day I was ready to beat
the lights out of him if I ever laid
eyes on him. Unfortunately he
died five years ago, still I would
dig up his body and kill him again
if I could.
“I tried blanking that memory out
and telling myself it didn’t happen
over these years but, it’s affecting
me! It always affected me.” She
held my hand tighter.
“Those years we were apart, I was
as promiscuous as anyone you
could imagine, from thirteen years
old. But I was ten! ten when he
did that to me. Till this day I
wonder what I ever did to deserve
that.” She started to lose her
breath “I was ten for crying out
loud, why did he do that? what did
I do?”
“Nkem relax, it’s over.”
At that she laughed “but it’s not!
that’s the illusion, you think it
ended after the last time he
touched me? no my dear, it kept
happening again and again. I’m
spoiled, don’t you see?” She drew
back from me and touched her
heart “I’m rotten.”
“Nkem don’t say that, you know
you’re not.”
“But I am, I’m ruined, not because
my virginity was taken, but
because my soul was removed
from me. How can a man, one
man, who so foolishly thought that
raping a ten year old would be
okay, how can such an idiot take
me, he took all of me! he pulled
my soul out of me, spat on it and
rubbed it on the ground. Why did
he choose me?” She looked at me
like I had the answers “Why did
he do that?”
“All these years I’ve been walking
around, barely lifting my head up,
holding it up on a string and tying
it to the rest of my body with duct
tape.” She laughed sadly “Because
I hurt, and it’s hard to show that
to the world. Nobody wants to
know. They think I’m alright,
when I feel lower than shit all the
time.”
“Nkem..”
“I always envied you, you know? I
wondered what it would be like to
live a life of innocence, one that
was never spoiled. I always felt a
need to protect you, if anyone
tried to steal your soul I would eat
them alive.” She laughed.
“I want to go and kill Sunny right
now.” I mumbled.
“He’s dead.”
“He can die again for all I care.” I
sat down beside her “I love you
girl, I really do. I don’t know why
he did that, but it was never your
fault I can tell you that. He was
screwed up and he put that spirit
on you because it was too much
for him to bear, but don’t blame
yourself please.”
“I know. I’m coming to terms with
it being the truth of my childhood,
something I can’t change.I just
wish I could get rid of this
constant need to sexualise myself,
I’m in a cage here feeling like all
I’m good for is to use my body. I
can’t even love Nick properly. Any
immense feeling of love turns to
lust, deep down I believe that that
is all I’m good for and the part
that sucks is that I don’t know
how to change that. I’m aware of
the feeling, but I can’t force it out
of my mind because my body is
programmed to respond that
way.”
“I cried out to God the other day
to change me, and I felt such
peace. He told me that he still
loves me, he still cares for me. He
does not judge me or condemn
me for my promiscuity because he
understands why I do it.” She
began to tear up “Isn’t that
amazing?” she looked at me “He
loves me, me, even when I’m like
this.” She shook her head “I don’t
understand his love.”
I held her “I love you too.”
“Thank you.” She hugged me back.
“I don’t know how I started
sleeping with Felix. I justified that
stupidity in my head, told myself
that it was okay, as long as Nick
had my love, Felix can have my
body.”
“Wait..Felix who?”
“Edobor.”
I nearly died “oh God of mercy!
That’s the father of this child?”
She sniffled ‘Unfortunately. You
know him right? I met him at one
of y’alls parties.”
“That’s my husband’s partner..the
creep!” I nearly yelled.
“really?”
“He knew you were married too.”
“He’s not the only one to blame,
in fact he’s not to blame, I’m the
stupid one here.”
“True.”
“Eii!” She smacked my lap.
“What?” I laughed and sobered up
“So what are we going to do
then?”
“I have to tell Nick. I doubt he
would understand, something I
don’t even understand. In the
meantime can I please stay here?”
“Ofcourse woman. Okay for now
though, no more chatting, you go
and sleep and let tomorrow take
care of itself. Promise me you will
sleep and not worry.”
“That’s a joke right?”
“Try now? try small.” I pulled her
off the couch “Let’s pray first.”
We prayed for peace of mind,
forgiveness for the heart and faith
to be led.
My husband was still up when I
got into our bedroom,
“So Felix, I’m gonna kill that
little..”
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