I want to believe that the gods planned the day I met and fell in love with him. The sun was dancing brightly in the sky and on the streets of Lagos the Eyo festival was in full swing. The air was filled with joy and laughter from the spectators; as they watched the white–clad Eyo masquerades with their coloured hats, raise their ‘Opa Obata’ sticks and gyrate their hips to the beat of the drums.
I stood in the middle of Tinubu Square, in the midst of all the commotion and wondered why I was there? I should be tucked up in bed watching my favourite soap? It was my first experience of the festival and so far I wasn’t thrilled.
That was when I saw him; all glorious six foot hunk of him. He was dancing beside a yellow hat Oniko Eyo, dressed in white. His shirt hung tight to his ribbed body and his long hair tied to the back revealed a face so beautiful that I knew right then what God meant when he said; “and it was Good.”
I would love to tell you, that like the movies, he saw me, our eyes met and we fell in love; but that’s not what happened. I shamefully made my way to him, my eyes locked on every swing of his waist. When I got to him, I bumped into him hard enough that he lost his footing and fell. I covered my mouth with my hands; face blushed and gave the best false apology my acting skills could muster.
He smiled as he held my hand while I helped him up. He spoke; said something about me not worrying and he knows it wasn’t intentional. He told me his name, asked mine, I must have replied because we kept talking. We talked and talked and when it seemed we should have nothing to say we talked some more. We left Tinubu Square after a while and ended up in a bar, where we continued to flirt with each other. At the end of the night while he walked me to my car, I kept thinking, what would he do if I tried to kiss him? Unfortunately it was a fantasy that wouldn’t happen, at least not on that day.
When we got to my car and just before I had the courage to slowly creep up and plant a kiss on him, he got a call. After the call it was almost like the past ten hours didn’t happen. The smile he had worn all day suddenly disappeared and he made some lame excuse of having to leave, without even asking for my number.
I went home that day and prayed that God would bring him back to me. Luckily for me it was one of those prayers that got answered quickly
I met her two weeks before the Eyo festival. She walked in with my boss; who introduced her as the new office temp. Her walk was full of confidence and arrogance, the sort that said; ‘Look at me, I’m going to make a dent in your life.’ She wore a black tight skirt suit and had on red lipstick that clashed with her charcoal dark skin.
‘Hi, loving the suit.’ I said
‘You should, it’s Armani. So I hear you are the person I’ll be taking their job in a few months.’
I didn’t quite know what to make of this so I laughed. I showed her the ropes that day and the more we talked the more I liked her. As the days past, I started to see through her bravado. She was just a young girl aiming to make it at all cost, but in reality she was insecure.
We soon became friends and then one day, about three weeks after I met her. God decided it was time to answer my prayers.
We were standing outside the office when a car pulled up beside us. Her face lit up before the passenger alighted.
‘Hey babes what are you doing here? Aren’t you meant to be visiting Mama?’ She said to the passenger whose face was lost in her Afro, as she gave him a bear hug.
‘Come and meet my friend, the only better person in this office.’ She grabbed his hand dragging him towards me.
That was when I saw him, and just like the Eyo, he was my returned spirit from the dead.
‘This is my boyfriend Seun. Shey I told you he was handsome?’ Ronke said
I tried to talk but I couldn’t. I could tell he recognised me, I could see the shock in his eyes. He told her to stop embarrassing him and kissed her on the cheek. He held out his hands to shake mine and when our bodies touched, I held on to his for dear life.
He said he was there to surprise her, wanted to take her to dinner. Ronke laughed and giggled like he said something funny. She told him, she already had plans to go out with me that night and the next words that came out of his lips, would start the end to their relationship.
‘Why don’t we all go out together? It will be fun.’ And fun it definitely was.
We went to dinner and after to a nightclub, we all laughed, drank and danced. Later that night, when they dropped me off at home, I don’t know where I got the liver from but I asked for his number. He hesitated a bit and looked at Ronke, they must have had a telepathic conversation because he turned and said.
‘Sure it’s 0803………’
I waited two days before I sent him a text.
18:05 Me – Hi, I can’t seem to get you out of my head, keep thinking of all I want to do to you
18:50 Seun – We can’t do this, I have a girlfriend.
18:53 Me – Do what? Lol
19:10 Seun – I don’t know if I can do this, but I keep thinking of you too, my head tells me not to, but my body is screaming for you.
19:13 Me – I’m at home alone, why don’t you come over and we can just talk. Try and resolve this.
20:05 Seun – What’s your address?
He was at my door before I could finish freshening up. When I opened the door and we looked into each other’s eyes, we both knew there would be no talking that night.
He grabbed me and kissed me, first forcefully but then more gently. I could feel his need, his passion and maybe even guilt. For me though it was different, when his lips touched mine, it felt like I was alive for the first time. It felt like all the years I had lived, all the frogs I had kissed, led to this very moment, and I knew then I had found a home for my heart.
We stopped for a moment, eyes locked, just living in that moment. I grabbed his hand and led him into my bedroom. He stood by the door, his hand on the knob and watched me take of my clothes. He seemed scared to move, afraid to let his heart get what it longed for. But finally he moved away from it and came towards me. He was shy as he undressed, maybe a little apprehensive too.
When he took off his trousers and I saw his manhood, I couldn’t hide my delight he was hung like the ever tall Eyo and I prayed he wouldn’t be merciful with it. Soon he was all over me, kissing me, then I felt him enter me, forcefully, in, out, in, out and with each stroke a bit more of my heart went to him.
For Seun, that day would signify the first time he would betray his head and follow his heart.
For Ronke, that day will signify the end of her relation, the confirmation that her fears were true
For me, well for me, that day will signify the day just like the Eyo, I could start my majestic journey into the minefield known as love.
Please do not judge me, I had too. I had waited for love all my life and now that it is here, I had no intentions of letting it go.
It all came to an end about three months after the Eyo festival. Seun and I were in love by then, he even promised to break up with Ronke, he just had to put some things in place first. He had a key to my place and for me that was a big declaration of our feelings. Going to work became a chore for me, Ronke would brag on about how in love she was with Seun and how he was the perfect man. I would smile and agree with her, yes, my Seun was perfect.
On that day when it finally ended, Ronke came into work with puffed eyes and running make up. I knew what must have happened, so I quickly sent Seun a text saying how much I love him and couldn’t wait to see him that evening. Later, I sent him another text, one of a part of me I knew he loved to stroke. I ignored Ronke for most of the day, pretending like I couldn’t see the signs that she was upset, but finally after lunch she came to my desk.
‘I think he is cheating on me.’ She said sniffing, fighting back another bout of tears.
‘Seun? Come off it Ronke, he loves you.’
She went on to tell me how he had been acting strange, hardly kissed her anymore and their sex life was non-existent. I tried to console her but all the while I was thinking of Seun and what I’ll do to him that night.
I couldn’t wait for work to finish that day, but it seemed as if mother earth was conspiring against me. As not only did time move really slowly, but then an emergency came up and I had to work late. When I finally walked into my flat late that night, Seun was sitting on the sofa. He was wearing… nothing, just a big smile on his face. I ran to him, my tall majestic Eyo, and soon we were at it like it was our first time.
We were completely lost in each other when suddenly we heard her scream.
‘HOW, SEUN, HOW?’ Ronke was standing at my door. I must have forgotten to lock it in my need to be with my Eyo. You could tell from how wide her eyes were open that she was having a battle with them and her brain, trying to comprehend what she was seeing.
‘Let me, Let me explain.’ Seun was up now struggling to put on my jeans, which was clearly too small for him.
‘SEUN, HOW? HOW CAN YOU DO THIS? AND, AND WITH, WITH, MY FRIEND. HOW CAN YOU CHEAT ON ME WITH DEMOLA, HOW CAN YOU CHEAT ON ME WITH A MAN?’
She ran out then, him chasing her topless. I was left there lying on my sofa naked, wondering if I should go after them. But something told me not, not to worry; Seun would come back to me. So what; if we were both men? He told me he loves me, me and not her. So why would I worry? He would come back to me just like the beat of the drums move the Eyo masquerades, the beat of our love will bring My Eyo back to me.