This is me- 2

"Hey darling,I'm in town, we should hang out this weekend or something. What do you think?- Debz"

Debbie had sent the message before she realised she sent it to 'Yemi 1'. 'Yemi 1' was her ex boyfriend who she had a very messy break-up with. The message was supposed to be sent to Yemi, her childhood friend.

"Damn it, how could I have done that. Oh my gosh, he's ringing back already. What do I do?

Debbie- Hey Yemi, it's Debbie. Sorry that message was supposed to be sent to Yemi Williams. Hope you're good though? I didn't even know you were in town. She said quickly, before even giving him a chance to speak.
Yemi- It's fine, you don't have to explain anything. I understand. And yea, I'm very well, you? Came in a few days back" he responded in a rather matured manner.
Debbie couldn't hide her surprise.
Debbie- Oh wow, you've changed. You sound a lot calmer and laid back. Hmmn, that's nice. I'm doing very well myself. Anyway, it was nice to hear from you again. Have a great night.
Yemi- Thanks, you too.

"Goodness, gracious, this guy's voice does wonders to me. I can't fall into this, I can't". She hid her phone under her pillow and left her room quickly, as though she was running away from her feelings.

That weekend, she met up with Yemi Williams at the cinema.

The Silverbird Cinema was packed full with children, teens and youths alike. After almost every 10 steps, there would be a group of over-excited youths taking pictures with their expensive phones and tablets. Debbie hurried down the foyer in her blue Jeans, pink tank top and her black DKNY bag as Yemi Williams had been waiting for her for over half an hour.

"OMG Yemi, I haven't seen you in like forever. How have you been? Gosh, I love your hair, is it Brazilian and this top, I'm definitely stealing it". Debbie said, all at once. "Wow Debz, relax. One question at a time" Yemi replied as both girls laughed. After about an hour of catching up, they both decided against watching a film and went to have a meal instead.

"I saw him a couple of days ago and yes, he does seem like he's matured a bit. But you know what they say, once a player, always a player" Yemi told Debbie after she had narrated what happened to her. "And you're telling me this because?" Debbie asked rhetorically, "Sweetheart, I have a boyfriend, so don't worry about it." Debbie continued. "I'm not worried, I'm just saying. Plus, I want to believe you haven't forgotten how your two-year relationship with him played out". "Stop it Yemi, I haven't forgotten and I don't need you to remind me. You know what, let's get out of here. I need to rest my head". Debbie answered back. Yemi got the message immediately. She knew there was no way she could get Debbie to change her mind about leaving. She got up immediately, leaving her half-eaten pasta at the table.

"Where have you been Deremi? You said you were going to Paris for a few days and yet Mrs Daniels said she saw you at Hilton Hotel in Abuja?" Debbie could overhear the conversation between her Dad and Mum in the study as she got back home. She moved closer, so she could listen more closely.
"Look woman, the meeting was re-scheduled to Abuja as the minister was in Abuja at the time." Her dad replied.
"But you should have told me dear". Her mum said. "Oh, so I now need to tell you my every move? Well, in that case, I'm going to take a shower, after which I'll have my dinner and then watch Match of the Day on Sky Sports at exactly 10pm? Is that good enough for you?" Her dad asked sarcastically. His voice got closer, so Debbie ran back towards the main entrance, just so it seemed as though she just got in.

She mustered all the strength in her to sound excited as she shouted "hey Daddy" as he got out of the study, slamming the door. "Oh my darling, how are you? Your mother didn't tell me you were back" he said. "Oh really? Anyway, I'm here now. And yes, I'm very well, thank you, yourself? Debbie asked. She noticed her dad got distracted and realised he just got a message on his phone. Immediately, she knew it was one of his mistresses as he got  very fidgety. "Deborah, can we talk later, I have to get in touch with a client now. But yes, I'm okay myself" her dad said. This was not new to her at all. It had happened time and time again. He would ignore his family to attend to his 'clients'. "Clients indeed", she mustered under her breath. "What did you say?" her dad asked as he walked off. Shocked, Debbie said "oh no, I meant we'll talk later". She didn't realise he had heard her.

Debbie went straight to her room, not even bothering to check that her mum was okay. Besides, this argument she had heard between her parents was a lot less heated than they normally are.

"Hey, look who we have here" Debbie said to Yemi, her ex as she ran into him at the car park. He smiled excitedly and walked towards her as they hugged tightly. "Wow, you've changed, but still looking dapper as ever". Debbie couldn't stop herself from giving him a compliment. His dark complexion beautifully complimented his green Ralph Lauren polo and shorts. His six foot frame was to die for. Debbie, always had a weakness for tall, dark guys. That was what attracted her to him in the first place. That was three years ago, when she was taking her A'levels at Bridge House College, Ikoyi. He on the other hand was taking his SAT.

"Thanks dear, you look stunning yourself. Where are you headed?" Yemi asked. "I just came to buy an iPhone charger, mine is broken" she replied. "How about we catch-up over lunch once you're done? I mean, only if it's okay with you" he quickly added. "Yea, sure. Erm, I'll call you once I'm done?" She said. "Yup, sounds like a plan" he replied as they both walked out of the car park.

"And what drinks would you both like with that" the waiter asked. Debbie went first, "a glass of lemonade will do". "A glass of water for me please" Yemi added in a fine American accent. "Ahn, Ahn, you don turn Americanah o." Debbie teased.

After about 15 minutes of general talk. Yemi launched into the reason he brought her out to launch in the first instance.
"I'm really, really sorry about what happened between us, Debbie" he began. "I was young, ignorant and plain stupid, to be honest. The cheating, the emotional abuse and the pain I caused you... I mean, I'm not trying to make excuses or anything. But I just thank God that's not who I am anymore. Jesus has completely changed me". Debbie couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Yemi? Have I heard you right? You? Talking about Jesus? Wow" Debbie interrupted. He smiled as he continued. "Two years ago, I'd have said the same myself, but He completely changed me, you should give him a try too". Even before he finished, Debbie cut him off "err, this is getting aw..kward. I don't mean to be rude or anything, but this convo is a bit uncomfortable for me and I fear if I stay here any longer I'm most definitely going to say something that will offend you or your faith. So let's just leave it at that, shall we?" "If that's what you want, then yes. But my main purpose of coming here was to just to let you know how deeply sorry I am and to ask for your forgiveness. He answered back. "Well, there you have it, you're forgiven. Like I said, I'll have to leave n0w. Do take care of yourself". Debbie said as she got up to leave. "thanks Debbie, you too. Have a safe flight back to London tomorrow". "I will" she replied and walked off.

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5 comments:

  1. Aaaaand the plot thickens...lol. Laaveet!

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  2. Cool. I like the focus of the story. You could work on the scene transitions though. Every new scene is almost like a surprise cuz it seems to not be connected to the last. Expecting more!

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  3. Thanks everyone and yes Linda, you're quite right. I'll definitely work on it

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