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When Nathan broke my heart and married my childhood friend, it was then it dawned on me that love doesn’t exist in any form except madonna{the love of a mother and child}, I was devasted my whole world came crashing like the twin towers, all our dreams and aspirations fizzled away like the smoke from the exhaust pipe of car engine on a winter morning, men began to irritate me and took different forms of beasts each time I see one
“Whitney its time you take a vacation back to Nigeria and get this steam off your head” my mum would always
Its like the hymn we sang every morning while I was in primary school back home in Nigeria that we sang and have memorised every word up to the point that even when we forget our hymn book at home we would sing our hearts away because we knew every word on that song.
It was the news of them having a baby soon that blew me off, I guess in the corner of my mind I was wish Nathan would have a change of heart and come back for me, but that was the last straw that only broke the camel’s back, it made the camel trip and fell off a very high sand dome, indeed my world had no meaning any longer, walking past Nathan everyday at the office as he gives a big grin and the sight of the shinning studded ring on his hand made going to work seem more like a punishment than a job, Tamara had to move from accounts department where she I ruled and talk about girls stuff because she knew that indeed she stabbed with a sword and twisted it as it cut through flesh giving my heart immensed pain
“Whitney, we here Quinox Retails think your going through emotional trauma and your work load has drastically reduced, due to your long service with us, instead of firing you we have decided to give you a summer holiday and when your back we need you to be energized, refreshed and ready to work”
Sitting in his office from the 26th floor glass office and looking at the aerial view of the city, tears came cascading down my cheek, it was a big blow to me that Nathan reduced me to a pitiable state that all could notice.
I packed my bag just like mum had said all these while and was Nigeria bound, I had no plans for the summer but I had to go before the eminent suicide that was stalking me took a tome on me, sitting in the comfy chairs of a first section of Nigeria Airways, when a tall dark guy with beards and decked in his long kaftan, he had all attributes of a northerner, when he walked to where I was sitting he said
“Excuse fah!, am meant to sit beside you gorgeous”
I felt like stretching forth and giving him a resounding slap, men are all dogs and wants to hump on anything they come across, I looked at him with disgust in my eyes as he smiled, his dark lips exposed him as a smoker and if there was one thing I hate its a man who smokes, as he sat beside me the harsh stench of burnt nicotine was like his cologne that filled the air, I plugged my earphones and listened to summer jams as our plane took off.
After about an hour or so the tall dude decided to strike up a conversation which I was obviously not interested
“Are you going back home for buisness or pleasure?” He asked
I stared at him face blanked but he wasn’t deterred rather he smiled and continued talking
“Aaaah! I guess its for your traditional wedding, you ibo girls don’t mind going into a whirlwind so far as its called your village”
I still didn’t say a word to him and just like a volcano his mouth erupted as he virtually talked and said funny things that would make me want to laugh but I managed to keep a straigt face and he kept on talking.
Not long before I started feeling this excrutiating pain in my stomach, this sudden nausea and then I felt like vomitting, I took the empty can and oozed out the tumoil in my stomach, I felt ashamed of myself as I stood up and ran to the convinience, I washed my face and rinsed my mouth, as I returned to my sit I was already feeling feverish, I wrapped myself up as I was shaking where I was….,
“Babe wake up we are home”
I felt this hand on my neck that was packing my hair and using the back of its hand to check my temprature, I open my eyes as the blur vision dissappeared and I found my head resting on the thighs of the guy next to me, immediately I sprang up as he protested
“C’mon! You needed rest, I meant no harm and of course I didn’t fiddle with your body in anyway” he said
I just stood up and I tried to walk and I was falling, my limbs have grown weak as I was caught mid-air by the guy, as he held my hands I couldn’t protest anylonger I knew I needed his support to get out of the plane, he held my hand until I got out, I knew Theresa my childhood friend was at the airport waiting for me, after hearing about my messy breakup I don’t want to be seen with another guy for a long while, from afar I could see Theresa at the arrival lobby waiting for me, so I turned and told the guy to leave me that I could walk on my own now, he smiled as he handed my luggage my bag to me, not long did I walk a bit further and I felt dizzy as Theresa sighted me from afar and ran towards me, I held onto my luggage for support but unexpectedly I fell this sudden push as I fell to the ground.
I wokeup to find myself in the hospital and the same guy was still beside me, as he was fast asleep and Theresa was no where to be found, I managed to stretch my hand and tapped him
“Hey! Are you still here?”
He opened his eyes slowly and smiled as he looked at me
“Aaah! Your awake! Thank God oh!, I feared the worst might have happened to you” he replied
“Don’t you have a place you were travelling to all do you just help strangers, if you are doing this to get into my pants, just to inform you early that is a mission impossible”
He smiled though I could see the sadness he was hiding behind those smiles
“My name is Haruna, am waiting for your friend Theresa to come so that I can go home”
Not long had we both remained silent in the room was the door flung wide open and Theresa walked in, she smiled at the both of us and looked at us as if we were lovebirds and was interrupting something, he stood up as he bade us goodbye and left
“This your boyfriend is caring oh!, he paid you bills and virtually everybody he met who couldn’t pay their hospital bills” Theresa said
“Boyfriend? He ain’t my boyfriend at all, I barely know his name”
Theresa couldn’t understand as she looked at me without saying a word.
The next day I was decked in the comfy of my bed now at home while Theresa prepared lunch for me as the doctor had directed me to have a bed rest as he discharged me, as she told me about her boyfriend Drew, we heard a knock on the door as Theresa ran to the door to check who that was, minutes later I heard my name been called from the sitting room
“Whitney come oh! Your friend is here oh!”
“Who is my friend?” I queried
“Your friend from the airport”
I was shocked as I stood up and walked into the sitting room and here was Haruna decked in a designer polo and blue jeans
“Hey hope your no stalker? How did you get the address to my house?”
He coughed as he said
“I begged the doctor to give me your details that I had your valueables with me so he had to obligded me with that”
He took me out on a walk by the beach as we talked about everything, I found out we had loads in common, he loved the Simpson show and knows a lot about people and places which I found very intriguing, sitting by the bank of the beach as we watched the stars, he stretched his arm around me and tried to kiss me which I protested
“Look Haruna! Am not ready for any relationship, am here to rest and have fun, not getting into anything serious!” I told him
“Whitney I just want to be friends with you!” He said as his eyes shun in the dark
That night he took me out to a birthday party of his friend, it was exclusive party that had all the creme de la creme of the society, we danced to loud music and drank so heavily, his friend Emeka rocked me in the dance floor, when the music went from the slow to the dance songs, I began to whine my waist as he held unto my hips, I could feel his masculine touch and not long enough we were kissing on the dance floor as my hand went into his trousers feeling his loins, next thing I could remember was that we were at the back seat of Haruna’s car rumping and having unguarded sex while Haruna waited outside his car, after we were done with our fling, Emeka came out of the car buckling his belt as I laid there tired I could hear him say
“Mehn! Dis your babe is a friggin horse, she fucks so good”
But Haruna didn’t say a word, he just entered his car and turned to me who was still at the back
“Wear your clothes! Am taking you home!”
I felt a little bit ashamed but I had this slight confidence because I had warned him earlier and he said he was okay with us being friends, as he drove me home it began to rain heavily, we were silent for a while until he decided to break the silence as he said
“Is this what you want to do with your body? Let guys who have less value for you to treat you like some whore?”
” Haruna please don’t insult me! Its my life and I owe no one an explanation” I barked at him

escapades with older men on the social media are simply misguided as the man is just using them as cheap girls.

                            

                                                          Bianka Johnson

but we females let the males bask in the euphoria of being called the ‘stronger vessel’, if you look properly in all sphere of our society a female has equalled every feat created by the male counterpart but yet they feel we are the weaker vessel.

My name is Diana, but friends call me dirty diana, I was dirty at first while I was in junior secondary, I guess the harsh life of boarding school made it hard for me to meet up, so I resolved to take each day as it comes as my school uniform was always dirty because I barely had time to wash it, I had no friend because I was mocked and made jest of by almost all my classmates and the micheal jackson’s popular hit ‘dirty diana’ came to mind easily as my classmates teamed up and tagged me “Dirty Diana” , the name stuck with me all through my junior secondary, Mrs Edafe our form mistress made it her point of duty to bring me in front of the class everyday to make mockery of me, Kester the coolest dude in our class who had all the girls in our class at his beck and call never noticed me because I was the infamous ‘dirty diana’, I tried all I could to get his attention but yet he ignored all my advance at him, I slipped a note into his locker, hoping that when he gets it, he would read and maybe give me little of his scarce time that was already booked by other.

I was shocked when Kester stood up with my letter in his hand, because after slipping in the letter, I watched from the corner of my eyes and saw when he opened the locker, saw the letter and smiled, his smile was like a rush of cold water down my spine but he stopped smiling abruptly when he discovered the sender was me, he stood up and walked to the front of the class and said

“Hey! Class I have an announcement to make, which is very important, I have been condoling the series of love letters been slipped into my locker by some of you here but today the water has gotten to my neck, if I don’t act fast I’ll drown in it, am I so cheap that even dirty Diana feels she can have a taste of this black coffee” he said
The class members burst into laughter as everybody turned to stare at me, girls laughed so loud that Amanda sat on the floor and held her tummy for she couldn’t control the laughter anymore, while all these was happening, kester stood there with his teeth clenched as continued
“I’ll read the content of this letter for you all but I want it to be on record that the next time such thing like this happens, I’ll make sure the note goes to the principal” he said
The class made mockery of me as they laughed loud to the point that I began to cry as catarrh drooled down my nose and that made matters worst as they laughed louder, I stood up to run and the next thing I looked to see that I was soaked in my own urine, the tension from them made me do the extra damage to myself
“She has peed on herself look” Amanda said pointing at my pinafore
As the rest of the class joined in laughing me, I mustered courage and ran out of the class, with the trickles of my urine leaving a trail behind as I ran out of the class, I hid at the back of the shop were we buy snaacks during lunch hour, hating on myself for making such mistake and wishing I could turn back the hands of time, next I noticed was a shadow lurking at my back, I turned to see Amanda standing with her gang of bullies, they called themselves ‘Charlies Angel’, Amanda being the head of calous gang made them do anything she wanted because she was tagged the prettiest chic in class, Amanda walked to where I was sitting bent down as she was too close for comfort
“You imp! You think you and I would be sharing the same boy right? Am glad he gave you that big blow right in front of the class so that you know that nobody messes with my man” she winked and smiled devilishly
She shoved my head as I tried to stand up in protest but was pressed back to my sitting position by one of her gang members, I flashed an angry look to realise it was Stella her huncho, a tomboy who beats some of our class guys, I was infuriated by the oppression, I spat on Stella’s face, as she wipe it with off her face with her left hand, used her right hand to grab me by the throat and almost choked me to death while Amanda slapped me, in split minutes I was on the floor while Amanda and her Charlies Angels began to stump me, If not for our Maths teacher who showed up to urinate and saw what was going it as the girls took to their heels when they saw him.
We finished our Junior WAEC exams and went for the almost four months holiday and that was when puberty set in, it was like my jail free card, mother nature decided to compensate me for all my travails in the hand of my classmates, my hips grew bigger and my thighs very full, my boobs popped out of my bra as my flat tummy made my outstand body shape very obvious and seductive, I knew I was going through a transformation but I didn’t notice it all happened that fast!.
I was preparing to go back to school since the holiday would be over in two days time, I went to the market to buy my toiletries and provision, struggling and squeezing myself through the crowd and giggling at store owners who flatter me with words as my gown waved and my hips shaked like a belly dancer let on loose,
“Fine girl! See hips na! Oh girl you too fine” they said as I walked past their shop.
Out of the shop came out Kester, carrying a huge carton on his head as our eyes met, I ignored him and continued moving, he dropped his carton on the floor of the dirty market and ran after me screaming my name loud so that I could hear because the ever busy tejuosho market is famous for its noise which ever powered could generate electricity to the whole of lagos, I turned and stopped when I heard my name, I knew it was Kester but what made me surprise was the way he struggled through the crowd to get to where I was standing, smiling as if he just won a lottery he stretched his hand for a handshake but I couldn’t shake him because my hands were dirty, then did I notice that Kester was fidgeting, he smiled as he put his hand back into his pocket, couldn’t raise his face up as he spoke in a low tone
“Diana your very pretty oh! I can’t believe its you I turned down almost six months ago, you look so pretty when your not in uniforms” he said
I was surprised that those words could come out of Kesters mouth, I was dumbfounded as I couldn’t say a word, Kester quickly added “Am sorry” as he turned and left.
I never knew Kester read another meaning to what transpired that day as he felt I refused shaking him and that when he decided to come down from his high horse to offer a hand of friendship that I turned him down without saying a word, little did I know that the gossip was on everybody’s lips when we resumed school.
On the first day of class, I wore my short skirt on my white shirt with my hair neatly done, the class was rowdy while I was outside but I noticed the instant silence the moment I walked in the class, the boys where speechless as someone blew a whistle sound with his mouth, I walked straight to my sit and sat down quietly, I turned to search for Kester but noticed his head was buried in his locker as he tried to avoid our eyes coming in contact
“Hey you! I can see you have upgraded, am willing to give you a spot in my crew”
That was Amanda, I was jolted to my sit as she offered me a spot in her once famous crew, it was every girls dream in my class to be in the crew, I looked at her smiling as I said
“Go to hell”