Chapter 1
I stepped out of my room in anger. I could still hear as I stepped away the uncontrollable laughter from my friends in my room. One would think that by now I should get used to their endless tease but they seem to invent new ways of making the same topic painful. All for what? A girl that couldn't seem to stay in one place, one blinded by her love for money, the pain was bad. What exactly was my offense?
Florence wasn't that beautiful buh was really endowed. Her ass could cause a traffic jam on the street and she carried herself high cos she knew what she carried. Wen I moved into the neighborhood, I'd been advised not to take her serious since I didn't have the money that she got on a daily basis from those guys that the hung out with but stupid me thought I had the skills to change her forgetting the saying, "wash a pig, powder it, it will always remain what it is. Each time I tried to push her off and move on, she'll visit me and spoil me with mind-blowing sex and promises that she'll change once she's gotten what she wanted and no matter how many times I tried to force her to tell me what exactly she wanted, she will always end up winning the argument. I soon gave up and maybe even decided to continue with her while giving her the time to actually get what it was she wanted but the insults soon became unbearable and having friends like mine who will always remind u of how big of a loser u are to allow a "mere lady" as they called her, control me was only adding salt to wounds.
On one occasion, she had to leave me on the street with my friends and join a guy in his car to somewhere she totally refused to tell me, that day my friends laughed me to stupor
On another such occasion, she seriously warned me not to post or comment on any of her post during her birthday so I won't "spoil her plans" for her, a plan that took her more than six months to craft out according to her. I didn't even see her for two days only for her to reappear three days after the birthday to tell me she admired my level of maturity
The last that got my friends seeing me as a weakling was when we went to the shopping mart together and she accidentally bumped into one of her crushes, she introduced me to the guy as her brother that visited from the village before giving me the items we bought for me to take it home while she zoomed off with the guy in his car. I felt heartbroken, useless, stupid and every other thing in between. I would have loved to hide it from my friends buh one of them was the mart attendant and everything happened right in front of him. He later showed up in my place that evening with James and Richard to give me a new dose of the same tease
It wasn't as if I wasn't cute or I couldn't leave Florence if I wanted to, I had girls around that were really crushing on me, some even acting as spies for me in an attempt to spoil my relationship.
Tina was dark and beautiful, she came from a rich family too. We met each other during Mike's birthday party (Mike was the mart attendant so his job gave him some sort of opportunity to meet cute girls on a daily and being a very bold person, he could easily approach and get any lady's contact with ease unlike the timid me). Tina at first wasn't into me but lately she'll call me early in the morning to find out how I was and late at night to ask how my day was. We even became besties, a relationship Florence wasn't ok with
Patricia was a youth service Corp member, she had been posted there two months ago, she wasn't beautiful but she had good shape, though not as endowed as Florence. She was always very shy when we were with my friends but a talkative once we were alone. She always had gist for me so it was safe to say she was my gist partner even though she always told me she had deep feelings for me jokingly
Peace was a street girl, she was actually the real spy, not missing any opportunity to tell me where she saw Florence and who she saw her with, she always told me that I should leave her and date someone that cherished me.
Then finally Favour, the banker.
I still don't know why I couldn't leave Florence no matter how many times I made up my mind to do so. The only reason I could always come up with was that I really loved her.
I left the house that day in anger moving towards the only road that came into my mind, the road to the stream. I was too angry to think of how late it already was and how dangerous the road was cos rumours had it that people got easily robbed of their valuables on that road once it got too late. I just continued moving into the road till I eventually got to the stream, by then it was already really late and totally dark.
I sat on one of the rocks that people used to wash their clothes staring into Oblivion. I could feel the warm tears rolling down my cheeks as my early life suddenly flashed into my head. How did I get to this point? Me? Nathan.
