-Campus Dilema

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A story written by Chekwube Emmanuel… (0703440 1770, [email protected])

I was expecting to hear people talking when I exited the bathroom but I heard no sound. I saw Oge on the bed with her phone.

“Who was on the door?” I asked entering the room. Just then I saw Precious sitting on my reading table staring at me. I was surprised seeing her. I didn’t know she was back not to talk of expecting her in my house. As a matter of fact, she told me she hasn’t made up her mind on when to come back just a day before.

“Precious? When did you come back?” I asked breaking the tensed atmosphere in the room.

She didn’t say a word to me rather she kept staring at me tears forming in her eyes. After a while of not saying anything, she stood up and picked her bag. Turning to Oge she said.

“I’m going to leave the two of you to continue whatever you were doing. But let me warn you for the very last time. Don’t come back here again. He is my boyfriend and I can’t share him with you”

“Did you just warn me? Do you think I’m still in first year? Lemme tell you, nothing is happening between us yet so don’t start fretting. I didn’t know you guys where still together. No wonder he has been acting all good boy. But let me tell you, I’m no longer that little innocent girl you scared away in first year. I have come to stay. Consider it that I’m taking back what is mine” she said standing from the bed and walking towards Precious.

“Hey! You guys should stop ok. Precious sit down and you Oge sit back down” I said coming between Oge who was already approaching Precious.

“Don’t tell me to sit down. Who does she think she is? You think you are the only one from a rich family? I’m from one too. Is it because I succumbed to her threat in first year? The truth is that I have been waiting for this day to come. I have been waiting for this moment to take back what is mine.” Oge said with a raised voice.

Precious just stood at the door looking at her. She was just calm. Oge was fuming. I managed to calm Oge down and she went back to the bed. While I took Precious out. I had a lot of questions to ask the both of them, but I needed to get the two of them out of each other’s sight.

“When did you come back and why didn’t you call to let me know you are coming?” I asked Precious when we were outside.

She ignored me and kept walking down.

“I’m talking to you” I said dragging her back gently.

She turned and said nothing. After looking at me for some seconds she dragged her hand off mine, turned and started walking down again.

“Fine, if this is the way you want it then its ok” I said as we walked side by side down.

When we got to the junction, I hailed a cab for her but she told the cab to leave.

“You want to trek down to school?”

“Is this what you have been doing behind my back?” she asked ignoring my question.

“Thought you didn’t want to talk to me”

“Why that girl of all girls?” she asked with her teary eyes.

“Precious we have a lot to talk about. But before then I want you to go back to your hostel and rest. I will come around later. And for the records, there is nothing going on between us.”

“Don’t take me for a fool. Nothing is going on between the both of you and she said all that? What do you think I am, a kid?”

“We are in public, let’s talk about this later. And don’t raise your voice at me in public again for any reason whatsoever” I said and led her to a cab that just discharged its passenger. I paid the cab man and went back to my house.

“What was the meaning of all those things you said to Precious” I asked Oge immediately I entered my room.

“You heard it as it sounds” she said not looking up from her phone.

“Oge I want you to tell me the truth, what happened between you and Precious when we were in first year. Was she the cause of our break-up? What is it about threat that you just said? Did she threaten you back then?” I asked sitting beside her on the bed.

“Purity, she is your girlfriend, if you need answers go and ask her.” She said and stood up from the bed heading to the bathroom. After bathing she came out and dressed up ready to leave. I saw her off and came back to think.

I needed answers.

“Did Precious threaten Oge to leave me in our first year?”

“Was that why Oge said that she already left before I broke off the relationship?”

“Why would Precious threaten her while she already told me that she had a boyfriend then?”

“And what does Oge mean by saying she is back to take what belongs to her?”

I kept rolling on my thoughts. I couldn’t think of anything as my mind was just scattered. I sat up on the bed still thinking. I didn’t know what to do when I had so much to think about.

I went to my fridge and poured a cup full of Mc Dowel, downed it in two gulps and went back to the bed to know if sleep could take over me. I expected the drink to start taking effect after a while but it wasn’t even like I took anything. I needed to drink to be able to think at least in one direction for a moment.

I dressed up, picked my wallet from my table and left for school. I located an empty space at a corner inside 11:45 bar and ordered for some bottles of Harp beer.

Within an hour I took five bottles of harp but my mind was still not at rest. I ordered for another three bottles making it eight bottles.

Half way down the seventh bottle, I was already drunk but still a little conscious of the environment. I noticed a lady, beautiful, not so endowed, on an eye glass I suspected to be medicated with a face cap and a beautiful smile walking towards me with a tray of food.

“Hi! Can I join you if you don’t mind?” she asked flashing a beautiful and charming smile.

“Yea, sure. Make yourself comfortable” I replied taking a sip from my cup.

She settled into the sit opposite mine in the table and started munching her food while I surveyed her with my drunken eyes.

“Oh! My bad, please come and join me” she said with that smile still plastered on her face.

“Don’t worry, enjoy” I smiled back.

“Wow! You must be good with bottles to still be able to stand on the seventh bottle” she said looking at the bottles and back to my face.

“You think so? What makes you think that I’m good” I asked dropping my cup on the table.

“I know some guys that will sleep off on their second bottle” she answered smiling. Her smile is just something else. I don’t know if it was my drunken mind that was telling me that.

“But don’t you think you have had enough already?” she continued.

I laughed and looked at her. She held my gaze, staring me in the eyes still with her smile.

“Can you drink?” I asked ignoring her question.

“Yes I can, if I’m in the mood to. But just know that you haven’t answered my question smart boy” she replied laughing.

The sound of her laughter was just as beautiful as her smile.

“Like what puts you in the mood to drink?”

“I drink when I’m sad, when I’m with friends and want to go wild. But I drink mostly when I get emotionally messed up” she said taking a spoon full of rice into her mouth. I kept mute watching her chew the food gently like nothing worries her.

“So how often do you get emotionally messed up? Like…. Ok let me rephrase. Have you ever been emotionally messed up?” I asked.

“Who has not?” she replied laughing. “Yes I have been but, that’s a very long time ago”

We kept talking while she ate. I opened the last bottle on the table and poured some into my cup. I watched as she finished her food, pushed the tray aside and picked a saviet to wipe her lips.

After she did those after the meal rituals, she stretched her hand and carried my cup. In one swift gulp she emptied the cup and dropped it back to my bewilderment.

“You never cared to invite me to drink with you so I am taking it by force” she said with her smile not leaving her face.

She asked the bar man for another glass cup and poured a cup full for herself. She knocked her cup to mine and said “cheers” raising her own up.

“Now we are drinking together, now we are friends so tell me, who messed you up emotionally?what is it that borders you?”

“What makes you think that I’m bordered or messed up emotionally? Do I look like someone that can be messed up by anybody?” I asked laughing.

The alcohol was already taking its toll on me but I still managed to control myself.

“Nobody is above being messed up emotionally. Most times we don’t ask for it but it comes” she replied sipping from her cup.

“Have you ever been in love? I mean like have you ever loved someone?” I asked. The reason for asking her that question, I don’t know. I was just asking her anything that crossed my mind.

“Yup I have, but that was a long time ago, why?” she retorted.

“Nothing, just a random question” I replied.

“Now tell me, what is it that is eating you up making you take solace in drinking?” she asked looking at me.

“My story is kinda complicated and messed up in itself, so let me not bother you with the long epistle of my complicated story”

“I have all the time in the world and I think I’m intelligent enough to understand your complicated story so give me a trial” she said.

I laughed when she said that and pulled out my phone from my pocket. That was the last thing I remembered.

To Be Continued…

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