Birthday gift (prt3)

    She walked to the window, not for once looking at me. There she was, standing in the same spot i stood in, as i watched her lover drive off . Just as i was about to tell her how much of a whore she’d become, she cut me off and began;

” you know jibola, it’s funny how life works. You hurt people every other day and when they decide to give you at taste of your own sauce, they become the monsters”

She just stood there, her back turned to me. I wondered what she was talking about, as i tried to calm my nerves. It was obvious she wanted to play the whole reverse psychology bullshit on me. Bella was as clueless as clueless could get and i intended to leave it that way.
“What nonsense are you on about”

I asked.

How dare you jibola?

She turned and looked at my for the first time since she got to the window. Her eyes were blood shut, anger all over her face. She walked up to me with fury in her eyes, her hands trembled but not out of fear. She wasn’t scared. All i saw was furry. Bella stopped right in front of me and slapped me with all the force her tiny hands would allow. I didn’t see it coming, so I just stood there looking at her with my mouth  wide open from shock. I wanted to portray the image of the victimised son in law when I narrated this awful night to her mother. So I Just l stood there looking dumbly at her as she walked back towards the window pane.

“How dare you ask why I found comfort and solace in the hands of another man?”
For 5 years Jibola! I have taken care of every single member of this family but myself. I have loved and waited for you to come back to me. I have prayed and fasted. I have gone on intense diets and done over the top workouts. Why? Because I loved you, because I wanted to remain the woman you married. Hell I was striving to become a 4.0 upgraded version.

From Kemi with the big booty, to kinky Pella, to the threesome you had with the girls from unilag. Lets not forget about all the other ones in between and of course your newly found vixen who is presently some street’s away.

My knees were suddenly weak. I just couldn’t get myself to digest everything Bella was telling me. How did she find out?

“ I have prayed and fasted for as long as this problem started. I would say to myself that it was just a bad phase in our marriage and you will come back to your senses in no time, but boy was I wrong. I prayed that you would love like you used to, but then i realised you never really loved me. I know what being with a man that loves you really feels like. Someone who is willing to be there for you on your best and worst days. That was never a trait you portrayed Jibola. But it’s fine.

Not a single drop of tears rolled out of her eyes. She walked past me and stopped at the door.

I am leaving you Jibola. I’m taking everything I invested in this relationship with me. The kids and of course my money. You can keep the house and the car.

“And of course, I know of the private account you opened under the alias of the company. I did you a solid and left you with 2 million. The divorce papers are in the last drawer of the study table, I already signed.”

She walked out of the study leaving me with nothing. I wasn’t going to ever return to the broke life. I didn’t deserve it, hell I worked too hard to get out of it. I went back to the bar and downed more vodka. I heard the door to the bedroom close, her voice becoming closer and more audible. She was on the phone with the lambo guy, and he was coming to pick her up in half an hour. I rushed up to her and tried to plead with her to stay. I promised her I was going to change. In my drunken state I didn’t realise I was holding her too tight. As I pushed her to wall to get her to stop struggling with me, she hit her head hard against the wall. I kept on talking. Telling her she was going to stay with me no matter what. I threatened to kill her if she dared take my children to another man. I hit her in the face two more times and asked her if she could hear me. But she wasn’t screaming anymore. I couldn’t hear her beg me to let her go. She became limp in my grip. I moved her from the wall only to find blood sliding from the back of her head. I put her on the ground, as I tried repeatedly to wake her up to no avail. She wasn’t breathing…

Love Abenii

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Birthday Gift (prt 2)

I just sat there dumbfounded. I watched the young man usher my naked wife into the shower as the door shut behind them. Leaving me with the emptiness of what was supposed to be the sacred space of matrimony for my wife and I. What did I do to deserve this?

I never brought any of the women I cheated on Bella with to the house or rub my relationship in her face. But for some reason known solely to her she thought I deserved to be disrespected this way. I wasn’t going to storm into the bedroom and fight with a man who is obviously beneath me. I wasn’t going to give him the privilege to mock me when he sat with his friends, giving them the detailed gist of how crazed i acted when i barged in on him and my wife. A scandal was the last thing i needed, Imagine news of Bella’s infidelity getting out. So i waited! And watched. I watched him carry Bella out of the bathroom naked, her legs wrapped around his waist. He Dropped her gently on the bed, like she was a fragile piece of art before turning her face down and getting on top of her. He then proceeded to give her one of those steamy erotic massages usually served by professional Asian masseuse, which i have bren fortunate enough to recieve once in my entire life. I wondered who this fucker was, for him to come into my house and serve my wife a fucking three course erotica, as I watched him treat her with such gentleness. He finally got off her, and got dressed. Bella tried to pull him back in bed with her, her beautiful seductive eyes wide with plea, but he whispered something in her ear that made her laugh hysterically as she finally let go of his hand and walked him to the bedroom door. They kissed intensely, his arms wrapped around her, as she tip toed to meet his height. Her body stretched out to the max, accentuating her perfect lady curves. For the first time in a long time I was reminded of how beautiful my wife is. I watched from the large study window as the man drove off in his sleek white lambo. At least he wasn’t going to be difficult to find, as there were only two lambo’s in Lagos.

I stormed out of the study and headed for the bar. Looking at the piece of furniture that housed different brands of alcohol from regular vodka, to decades old scorch meant for special occasions. I thought of the perfect drink then i settled for my 40 Year Old Single Malt Scotch Whisky, because of course it was a  special occasion. Pouring a huge amount of it in a cup and downing it. I repeated the process four more time’s before heading out of the bar. What was i going to do when I set my eye’s on her? The larger part of me wanted to drag her face round the house, tie her up, lock her in a room and throw away the keys. I looked in the mirror and saw the reflection of a man soon to be charged with 2 counts of murder, if i cared enough to get a lawyer then manslaughter would be the case. I charged up the stairs all the way to my now scared bedroom, my heart pounding on my chest, pleading to be let out. I opened the door to find an empty room, i heard the toilet flush as i stood there fist tight and teeth clenched  waiting for Bella to come out. The door opened and my heart just sank in sadness. It felt like my heart was being poked with hundreds of needles at once. I saw the sweet innocent girl i married. Who waited twenty five years to have sex with the man she swore to spend the rest of her life with and call husband.
I didn’t notice her walk up to me until i felt her soft hands on my face. Looking innocently at me, with genuine care in her eyes. I took instant steps backwards as i felt everything I’d eaten roll up and form a mould in my throat. I hurried to the bathroom as I let it all out. She rushed after me, trying to rub my back as i let out every ounce of disgust my body had witnessed that night. I shoved her really hard, she fell to the ground and hit her head. She let out a soft painful moan but i didn’t take a second look at her as i stormed out of the bathroom. The same bathroom she did unspeakable things with another man a moment ago. Everything about that room made me sick. I stormed out of the bedroom and headed for the study to get my car keys. I heard her feet hit the ground as she ran after me calling my name and asking me to stop. I scanned for my keys in the study and found it on the CCTV table, along with the flowers and wine I’d gotten her. She stood at the doorway to the study and realised exactly what was going on…

Love Abenii