The day after he broke the news to me, my cousin called me. She wanted to make sure I knew what was going on in her family and she was so sure I would be left in the dark again. They had found that Sewa, the baby of the family was pregnant and the father might be my own boyfriend. Everyone who knew me knew who Bolaji was to me. The shame and disgrace I felt was no match to the anger I felt toward myself. How could I have been so stupid and naive for the longest!
“Can I come in?” I had to ask because I no longer felt welcomed; Bola was now a stranger to me.
“Sure…” he quickly gave way for me to come inside.
“What would you like to have, I just woke up, mind the—“
“Ehn, ehn, just shut up. Come ooh… so out of every body in the whole of New-York, the only person you saw fit to put that thing between your legs inside of was my little cousin Sewa?”
“Look, I know I have hurt you but I won’t take such accusations from you.” He went to check that his door was locked. He paid me no further attention, he went into his bedroom. I followed along.
“8 years, I gave you 8 years but you threw all that away for 5 minutes of pleasure?” As if he didn’t hear a thing I was saying, he went into his closet and began preparing his clothes.
“So you don’t have anything to say abi?” I knew the guilt was killing him.
“When I wanted to speak, you weren’t ready.” he replied.
“Oh but now I am. Tell me what you saw in Sewa apart from the fact that she was only 20?”
“Sewa! Sewa! Sewa! Who is this Sewa girl?” he shouted in frustration.
“Don’t raise your voice to me, don’t you even dare. You don’t know who she is again abi?”
“I am sorry but this is driving me insane. I am not ready for what’s coming. I wanted it to be us, not her. That was my mistake. We can get past this babe if you will listen to me and do as I say—”
I shook my head. “I am done listening to you. I am done with following whatever you got to say, hell that’s how I found myself in this city! I left my life, my family and career all for you in New-York to come to this hide out city with no questions asked, and this is how you repay me?” I broke down. Moving closer to his bed, I sat down. Heads bowed, waiting to regain my composure. He stood looking at me like a fool.
“Babe I thought you wanted to come here, I—”
“You never ask me about what I want! Its always been what you and only you wanted. How did you even meet her?” I raised my head up to ask, out of breath. My tears were getting the best of out me. He came to kneel before me.
“It was at a club back in New-York. I went out with Femi and them. It just happened babe. One thing led to the other; I didn’t know she was even 20 or related to you.” It wasn’t the first time Bola had cheated on me but this time, something bigger hit him.
“What about the other time you guys met up?”
“Babe there was no other time. I swear it.”
“Swear on your life and die right here.” He thought I didn’t know. I had done my homework before coming to see him. I wanted no more words of lies from him so I went to see Sewa before speaking to bola.
“Did you or did you not go back to see her after that first night?” his silence confirmed it.
“I… I… baby I can explain.” I pushed him away from my sight.
“You disgust me!” I got up, pacing like a lost puppy around his bedroom.
“Every baby we have both killed will be in both of our heads and that will be the last thing I do with you.”
“Uwa don’t do this right now . We can fix this.” he rushed by my side.
“I pray God forgives us. I pray I can forgive you.” I said softly. How was I supposed to look at my cousin’s child when the baby is born? Would I hate the one thing I so much wanted just because it belonged to another woman?
“See I have it, I have all you have every wanted.” He rushed into his closet again and brought a ring box out. He knelt before me again.
“This,” he pushed the box forward, and opened it. “This will solve everything, just say yes. Uwa I was going to give this to you earlier on before the incident with the baby. I don’t know what got into me. I promise I will never do anything to hurt you again. You know I love you.”
He got up from his knees and began kissing me while slipping the engagement ring into my finger. I stood still like a rock. He was actually offering me everything I always wanted but it all came in halves. The frustrating kiss went on. He fought his way into trying to get me to respond but I knew in that moment that this was it; we were through. As tears began to gush out more from my eyes, I knew forgiving Bolaji would be the biggest sin to me. I might as well be digging my own grave.
“I bought a dress bola…” I said, sobbing.
“And you will get to wear it.” As persuasive as I knew him to be, he knew he wasn’t winning this fight. “Baby say something.” he urged me.
We had magic, but this our situation was tragic. He just couldn’t keep his hands to himself and now she has won. All I could do was shake my head. “I’m sorry.” Those were my final words to him as I slipped his ring off my finger and into his palms. I was gone before he knew it. He watched me shut the door ever so calmly without saying a word. I ran as far away from him as I possibly could and never looked back.
I did buy the perfect dress, even when he hadn’t asked and I hadn’t said yes, but I’m glad he did ask so I could say NO.
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