Episode One (1)
– “Unforgettable Past”
“When am I ready to date? I asked my mother.
“Get your own car and house, then you can come and talk to
me about dating” She answered. As much as she was making sense, I
gathered that, my father got her pregnant during her high school
days. They were both young and it was obvious that they were living
under the care of their parents, so I wondered why she kept telling me that.
Well, there was this girl in my life, everyone knew about her
though, Emefa was her name. We actually grew up together, the
same school, the same neighborhood and even the same church. There was no way
that I would tell you about my childhood days without mentioning Emefa.
She was part of my past and virtually part of me.
People thought she was my sister and believe you me; I
started believing in that even though I knew we were never related in any way.
Now, this is the problem. I can’t seem to be in a relationship
with anyone, because, I always put Emefa first. Oh sorry, I didn’t
introduce myself. My name is Selorm and I guess that’s all you
need to know about me for now. That was just by the way, where was I anyway…
Talking about being in relationship, I don’t know if I
actually have feelings for Emefa or something. I have never felt like
kissing her or even touching her. I just feel comfortable around her. We talk
to each other every day, there is nothing going on her life that I don’t
even know about.
I’m the first and last person she talks to when she
wakes up and goes to sleep respectively. I knew her
inside out and excuse me to say I even knew her favorite underwear. That
was how close she was to me.
Our closeness could be related to that of lovers as
well as family. You probably might think that we were some sought of
friends with benefits. Yeah you are right, we both benefited from each
others comfort, time, and everything else apart from sex.
Even before Emefa would get close to me, I could tell
her presence from a distance…I can go on and on. Well, I
had my own car now, my own house, with a lovely daughter whom I named her
after Emefa. My wife was currently away with the kids at
my mother’s place.
I should have been missing my wife now but the
thought of Emefa was all over my mind. I missed her; I
miss missed the moments we shared together. How long has it been,
just a year but even though she wasn’t here at the moment, I could
still feel her presence.
Hmm, I kept asking myself, Why I’m still
thinking about her even after I got married? Was it that she and
I were meant to be or something? I remember there was this occasion
that she came to my end. Both our parents were at work so we had the
house to ourselves.
We decided to do an experiment on Titi, my
pet. It was a dog though, we ended up giving Titi an
alcoholic wine, after some few minutes, all Titi could do was just
ran around the house barking at anything it’s saw. We were just so
scared that we stayed indoors till Titi fell into a deep sleep.
Today is 14th February, a very special day, a
valentine day which doubled as Emefa’s birthday. The more I
thought of her absence the more I drunk wine just to take away
the memories. Just last night, when I was making love to my wife, I
found myself thinking of her again. Was I that stupid or something?
I just couldn’t take it anymore, today was her
birthday, I needed to see her, I needed to tell her how
much I missed her, I needed to tell her how much I wish she was with
me. As tipsy as I was, I got into my car and drove off in haste.
Strangely enough, I didn’t know if it was the alcohol
or something, I could feel her presence even as I was driving, I
could smell her perfume all over.
I began driving fast, not even observing any traffic rules, I
just drove my way through. Driving close to 50km per hour. It
began raining and the road became very slippery. Thank God I had safely
arrived already. There she was and here I stood, standing right beside her
Epitaph in this cemetery, with my body soaked in this rain.
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I stood beside her tomb. How
could she have left me like that? She was healthy, strong and ever since
she died, there has never been a single day in my life that I have been
happy.
I needed her back, I needed her. Even after a year, I still
couldn’t accept that she was dead. I knelt down, and touched the tomb. “I
miss you Emefa” I said.
“I’m sure she misses you too” Someone said right behind me.
I turned around only to find this gorgeous looking lady holding a
wreath.
To Be Continued.
Episode Two (2) – “Mystery Girl”
“I’m sure she
misses you too” Someone said right behind me. I turned around only to find
this gorgeous looking lady holding a wreath.
I freaked out
as soon as I set my eyes on her.
“Sorry if I
scared you” She said. My eyes were still stuck on her, as the rain
was getting heavier. It was as if we had both forgotten that it was
raining.
“What is a
lady like you doing in a place like this” I asked. You could tell from my
voice how nervous I was. She only smiled and said.
“You are not
the only one who has lost somebody” She said and walked
towards Emefa’s tomb, there, she laid the wreath she had and
stood her there silently watching Emefa’s tomb.
“You knew
her? I asked, She nodded. That was surprising to me, because I knew
all Emefa’s friend and I don’t remember ever meeting her.
“I never got
to meet her in person, we met through a group on facebook” She said as if
she knew what I was thinking. I was now beginning to feel cold so I
wanted to leave right that moment. And again, as if she knew what I was
thinking she said
“Don’t you
think we should get going, the rain isn’t helping” She said and then
we both began to leave the cemetery. As if I had enough of the surprises, she
took my hand as we both walked towards the parking lot.
“I find it
very strange for a married man like you to leave your wife at home, just to pay
homage to your lost girlfriend” She said.
Now I
thought she had overstepped her limits, we just met and
for her to talk about my family which I cherish most was not
something that I was going to entertain.
“I’m sorry
but can you live my marriage out of this, besides how did you know I was even
married” I asked.
She just
laughed at me as if I just made an expensive joke. “Mr, your ring gave you
away” She answered. Yeah she was right, that was how dumb Iwas.
At this point
we had already gotten to the parking lot and before I could get to my car door,
I didn’t even see where she passed. She was nowhere to be found. I looked
around and there was no trace of her, I began to freak out that I quickly ‘entered the
car, turned on the ignition and drove away.
“What a
night” I told myself. Though I found myself thinking about Emefa, this
mysterious girl who I just met had just freaked me out.
How is it a
coincident that the very moment I went to visit Emefa, that was the
moment I met this stranger who happened to know Emefa. Well, I didn’t
want to think about it too much; I just decided to let it go. I
got home to meet my wife and little child Emefa back.
She jumped
and hugged me in my soaked outfit. How innocent she was. My wife came from
the kitchen looking very upset. I knew there was something wrong so I tried to
find out.
“What seems
to be the problem, did my mother get you upset again” I asked.
She looked at me and even from her look I could tell that, whatever
the problem was, it had nothing to do with my mother.
“So Selorm,
tell me, what could be the reason for this, where are you coming from at this
time of the night, and to top it, it’s even raining” She said.
Yeah that’s
my wife for you. She is the nagging type; well I guess that’s generic
in every lady but hers was just different. Emefa was
alive when we began dating though; she was
actually Emefa’s roommate back in school. She hooked her up with me
even though I didn’t love her. The only reason I went out with her was to
make Emefa happy because she felt that I wasthe only person who
wouldn’t break her friend’s heart after her numerous heart breaks.
I decided to
play along till our day of marriage. To my
surprise Emefa, didn’t make it to my wedding and her
excuse was just a flimsy one. I noticed that there was a
distance between Emefa and my wife. They were not relating to
each other like they used to. Before I could find out the reason behind it,
death had already taken Emefa. It was too late.
Now, my
wife’s question was still pending and before I could answer her,
there came a knock on the door. My wife just left to check who it was, and
again, just when I thought I had had enough for the night, there stood this
mysterious lady I met at the cemetery right in front of my
door.
To
be Continued.
Episode Three (3) – “The Smell”
My wife just
left to check who it was, and again, just when I thought I had had enough for
the night, there stood this mysterious lady I met at the cemetery
right in front of my door.
From where I
stood I could hardly hear them talk, but their conversation didn’t last long.
My wife then invited her in and offered her seat.
“Let me introduce you to my husband” My wife
said. I decided to play along and pretended that I had never met
this lady before. Apparently, from the way things were going, I
guessed that my wife knew her. Right there and then my wife called me
away from her so that we could speak in private.
“Baby, I’m sorry, but that’s my friend there,
she needs a place to stay for the weekend and I was wondering if we could help
her” She said.
There was
something so fishy about this, I knew my wife to be the introvert type and her
only close friend she had was Emefa, who I supposewas in heaven by
now. My wife didn’t keep friends and that’s something I liked about her.
Maybe
they were all mutual friends of Emefa, so I didn’t give it much
thinking. But I just didn’t like the whole idea. It seemed my wife had already
given her the go ahead already.
“I can’t say much for now, but take her to the
guest room, it’s late now, I have to go to bed” I
said as I quickly went to take my shower after which, I retired
to bed.
I couldn’t
sleep that night, I stayed awake thinking. Not anything in particular, but one
thing was for sure, Emefa crossed my mind every now and
then.
I was just
tossing in bed, I looked at my wife who was beside me in bed,
just to see her peacefully sleeping. It was about 2 am and
everywhere was quite. Apparently, it was still raining
and the temperature was unusually cold. Gone are the days
when Emefa and I as kids would just rush into the
rains with our underwear alongside with the other kids from the neighborhood to
take our bath.
That thought
alone got me smiling. No, this must stop, Emefa is dead and
gone, she is no more alive, and I need to move on. Here lies
my wife, and am just worrying myself over the dead. I had to do
something. I looked at my wife and without thinking twice about it; I planted a
deep kiss while she was still asleep.
Her lips
began moving, then she eventually began responding, the mood was right, it was
raining and the weather was cold. It was just a moment for us to do what
married people did. She began breathing faster as the kiss got intense.
Then she suddenly turned me over, she came on to top of me now and continued kissing
me.
I
loved it, I loved everything that was going on. I held her curvy
waist as she pressed firm against my groin. I was so hard now and I knew she
could feel it. Still kissing me, I felt her hand in my boxers, she took my
rigid manhood out and pushed it into her, and then she took control.
It was all
her now, she kept rocking in circles, in slow motion as she knew what
to do to please herself. I liked that about her, my wife was just bad
to me. She was on top of her game. She kept rocking and rocking, eventually
speeding up her pace. I knew she was about to climax, so I began to
hit her hard from beneath. Her moan grew louder as she finally climaxed.
I was still
in her, then she rested her body on me with her head on my chest.
Then suddenly, that perfume smell of Emefa came again. I smelled it
everywhere.
“Do you smell that? I asked my wife.
“Smell what? Is something burning? She asked.
It was obvious from her answer that she didn’t smell anything.
I excused her
and went out of the room. The smell was way stronger now, I headed towards
the living-room and to my surprise, the mystery girl was awake
and was seated comfortably on the sofa. Though she was seated, she
appeared to be very rigid and motionless.
To
be Continued.
Episode Four (4) – “If she was mine”
Though she
was seated, she appeared to be very rigid and motionless. What was she doing
here at this time; she was supposed to be in guest room. I went closer to her,
touched by the shoulder; her body was so cold like a lifeless being. Then I
noticed in her eyes that she was crying.
“Hey, what
are you doing here, crying? I asked. She looked at me, straight into the eyes,
it was obvious she had a lot of things to say to me but something was holding
her back. Then, finally, she stood up right in front of me, still looking
straight into my eyes.
“Selorm, I
miss you so much” She said.
How was that
possible, we just meet some few hours ago and already you are missing me? It
doesn’t make sense. I thought I didn’t hear right and for that matter I needed
her assurance on what she just said.
“Excuse me? I
asked sounding really surprised.
“Emefa, I
really miss her” She said.
That was how
smart she was to quickly make it seem like she was talking about Emefa.
“You know,
she will call this late just to encourage me, I told her my problems and she
always knew the right things to say. She even knew what I wanted to hear.” She
said.
Yeah, she is
right, Emefa had this special gift of encouraging people. I always thought she
would grow up to become a motivational speaker but she never lived to see that
come to pass. She made me remember that side of her.
“Yeah, we all
do miss her, but I really have to catch some sleep now” I said.
“You are
right, see you in the morning” She said and began to walk away to the guest
room. On a second thought, I thought this was the best moment to get to know
her.
“Ermm, Its
surprising that you are spending the night under my roof, but I don’t even know
your name” I asked.
She smiled
and walked towards, as if by looking into her eyes, her name was going to pop
up like that.
“Your wife
didn’t tell you? She asked
“I don’t
think I would be asking you if she did” I said.
“Sorry,
anyway, I’m Mary.” She said.
Mary? How
weird, I wasn’t expecting her name to be Mary, she looked more or less like a
Felicia or Cynthia and perhaps Naomi or Rita. Those are the names that are
associated with daring ladies like her. Anyway, names don’t really depict
someone’s attitude or character though.
“You named your daughter after her, right? She asked. That was a smart way to get my attention off the “knowing me, knowing you” segment.
“You named your daughter after her, right? She asked. That was a smart way to get my attention off the “knowing me, knowing you” segment.
I just
nodded, I didn’t want to get too personal with her.
“I see, you
know it would have been good if she was really yours” She said.
That freaked
me out, what did she mean by that? “If she was really mine”, what was she
trying to insinuate. It got me thinking, before I could ask her why she made
that statement, my wife joined in.
To be
continued.
Episode Four (4) – “If she was mine”
Though she
was seated, she appeared to be very rigid and motionless. What was she doing
here at this time; she was supposed to be in guest room. I went closer to her,
touched by the shoulder; her body was so cold like a lifeless being. Then I
noticed in her eyes that she was crying.
“Hey, what
are you doing here, crying? I asked. She looked at me, straight into the eyes,
it was obvious she had a lot of things to say to me but something was holding
her back. Then, finally, she stood up right in front of me, still looking
straight into my eyes.
“Selorm, I
miss you so much” She said.
How was that
possible, we just meet some few hours ago and already you are missing me? It
doesn’t make sense. I thought I didn’t hear right and for that matter I needed
her assurance on what she just said.
“Excuse me? I
asked sounding really surprised.
“Emefa, I
really miss her” She said.
That was how
smart she was to quickly make it seem like she was talking about Emefa.
“You know,
she will call this late just to encourage me, I told her my problems and she
always knew the right things to say. She even knew what I wanted to hear.” She
said.
Yeah, she is
right, Emefa had this special gift of encouraging people. I always thought she
would grow up to become a motivational speaker but she never lived to see that
come to pass. She made me remember that side of her.
“Yeah, we all
do miss her, but I really have to catch some sleep now” I said.
“You are
right, see you in the morning” She said and began to walk away to the guest
room. On a second thought, I thought this was the best moment to get to know
her.
“Ermm, Its
surprising that you are spending the night under my roof, but I don’t even know
your name” I asked.
She smiled
and walked towards, as if by looking into her eyes, her name was going to pop
up like that.
“Your wife
didn’t tell you? She asked
“I don’t
think I would be asking you if she did” I said.
“Sorry,
anyway, I’m Mary.” She said.
Mary? How
weird, I wasn’t expecting her name to be Mary, she looked more or less like a
Felicia or Cynthia and perhaps Naomi or Rita. Those are the names that are
associated with daring ladies like her. Anyway, names don’t really depict
someone’s attitude or character though.
“You named your daughter after her, right? She asked. That was a smart way to get my attention off the “knowing me, knowing you” segment.
“You named your daughter after her, right? She asked. That was a smart way to get my attention off the “knowing me, knowing you” segment.
I just
nodded, I didn’t want to get too personal with her.
“I see, you
know it would have been good if she was really yours” She said.
That freaked
me out, what did she mean by that? “If she was really mine”, what was she
trying to insinuate. It got me thinking, before I could ask her why she made
that statement, my wife joined in.
To be
continued.
Episode Five (5) – “Shallow Conflict”
That freaked
me out, what did she mean by that? “If she was really mine”, what was she
trying to insinuate. It got me thinking, before I could askwhy she made that
statement, my wife joined in.
“Baby what’s going on here? My
wife inquired.
“Apparently, your friend here was having a bad
moment” I answered. There wasn’t much to tell. As far as I remember, we all got
to bed without any fuss.
Eugene a very
good friend of mine, he was actually my best man on my wedding day. I got to
know him not long ago though but you know how we guys are, we bond
quickly. He came by that morning as he normally did during weekends.
Personally I thought it was wise that he got himself a wife as he was even
older than me.
Maybe I should
hook him up with Mary or something. Well I will agree that I don’t really know
Mary but hey, it was worth a try. It wasn’t like she had a ring
on her finger or something. Even if she was dating, it
wouldn’t change anything. I also go by this saying that “You’re single
until you get married”. Well that’s me.
So Eugene and
I had a moment. My wife and daughter were not around, I was left
with Eugene and Mary, who was by then stuck in the guest room. Eugene had
already noticed when he arrived early on and throughout our
conversation I noticed he was interested in finding out who Mary
really was.
That seemed cool
to me because my agenda was to get them hooked up and with the
way things were going, I was so sure that I was in
for an easy job.
“How come
your wife never told you about her, was she overseas or what?” Eugene
asked.
“And how come you keep talking about her since
you came here, are you interested in her or what?” I asked him. The smile
across his face when I asked him that question was enough for me to know
that he already liked her.
So I had a
plan. I excused myself, went to knock on Mary’s door and asked her to serve us
some wine. I knew what I was doing, and I knew it
was definitely going to work. I then joined Eugene and patiently waited
for Mary to return with the wine.
Just after
some couple of minutes, she came in with the wine. Now it was time for me to
move on to the next plan. I intentionally pretended that I had a
call so I excused them and went to my room. Then secretly I began
to eavesdrop on them.
To my
surprise, it didn’t go as expected, something weird was going on. I could
hardly hear them but I noticed that tempers were high. How it happened, I
really had no idea.
“Oh yeah, you think I don’t know you, I hate
you Eugene, you are evil!” Mary shouted out.
This was
getting out of hand so I went in to settle it and to at least get to
know what was really the problem between them.
“Mary, why are you talking to my friend like
that?” I asked her.
“You call this a friend! you
have no idea Selorm. You have no idea. Excuse me.” She
said angrily and just walked out on me and went to the guest room.
I was just
stunned and surprised by her actions. “What just happened here Eugene” I
asked.
Eugene on the
other hand too was just looking upset. “Why ask me, Whatdid you tell
her about me” Eugene asked.
“Nothing, she was just supposed to bring wine,
would you tell me what’s going on” I desperately asked.
“Never mind,
I have to go. See you” Eugene said and also walked out on me despite my effort
to stop him.
I was
just lost, I had no idea of what just happened. Just then, the wall
clock fell off from its holder to the ground, damaging it completely.
It scared the hell out of me. The clock had been
on the wall since I moved into the house and it was hung so
firmly. The clock was actually a gift from Eugene on my wedding day.
I went closer
to it and then suddenly I began to smell the perfume
of Emefa all over again. It was so strong. Before I knew it, Mary was
standing behind me. I never saw the
guest room door open, neither did I see her come out of the
room. There was no way I couldn’t have seen her if she really came
out of the room. I quickly jumped aside as she stood behind me in tears.
To be
continued.