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A Day In The Life Of A Lazy Girl – Episode 7

Posted by on September 30, 2016.


Written By Bibijay
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Tomi
” Tomi look at you!” Mom exclaimed. ” You are so thin!”
” I look alright mom” 
” No you look starved. Kilode?”
I looked around the room. The paint was peeling off, the furniture was so old, the foams in it has long since been replaced with carton papers. Mom had even made a makeshift cover for it. The old TV set was on but the images on the screen were dancing in a zig zag pattern. I hit my palm twice on the top of it to reset it.
” Mom please talk to daddy nau! it is embrassing to still have these garbages in one’ s home! ”
” No, no, you can’t call the TV my late brother gave to me garbage! that is outright disrespect to the dead! ” he removed his glasses and sat down on the hollow sofa.” When did you get here?”

” Good afternoon dad, i got here some minutes ago” 

” Daddy Tomi we should change this furniture nau, it is not like we can’t afford a new one.” Mom said.
” Woman don’t let these children of now adays fool you. You see these things here have sentimental values for me……i can still remember when my father died in 1950.”

I groaned inwardly. Dad was about to delve into his famous family history. Mom and i traded looks. How my grandfather fought in the second world war, how he single handedly defeat a lion! most of the stories were lies but who dares to argue with my father?

” Dad they are so old!” 
” My dad willed these furniture to me…….my father was a galant soldier……Omo Ekun himself” dad laughed.” He was a retired soldier at the time he willed these furniture to me”
” Dad he gave them to you! he never willed anything to you because he died interstate. We have to change them!”
” Whether he willed it to me or gave them to me when he was alive the koko is of all his children i was the only one he honored and that was in 1950 few months before he passed away.”
” If our daughter brings home a suitor today where will they sit? i can’t even invite my friends home because of the way our home is” Mom complained before going to the kitchen.

” You see your mother? ehen..women! they are so erratic! the eracticity of women can be likened to our Nigerian government. They are just too unstable and incomprehensible”

You just can’t win an argument with my dad. My mother and i had pleaded with him several times to allow us paint the rooms and changed the furniture but he refused. It was like he was afraid to let go of the past or maybe he was afraid to let go of his dear late family members. Old decaying and dusty newspapers from the past, before Nigeria got her independence was on an equally shaky three legged table at a corner of the living room. My father still keeps the old headmaster mustache and afro. He was never seen without his trouser suspenders and grey faded headmaster face cape. I used to be ashamed whenever he comes for my PTA meeting. My class mates would laugh openly and jeered at me. Dad doesn’t see anything wrong with the way he dresses. As i grew older i learned to appreciate his kindness and vast knowledge of the world. It doesn’t matter if my dad looked like a papa Ajasco replacement. He will always be my father.
” When are we meeting him?” 
Dad asked suddenly.
” Who?” 
” My dear dont feign ignorance and by the way i hope you are still a vargin!”
I blushed to the roots of my hair. I wish i wasn’t an only child so my parents will have someone else to pester. Ofcourse i was still a virgin, i was pure both in my heart and thoughts.

” You should see the big wedding held at church last week! you know Tolulope ? that small girl that i use to send on errands?” Mom asked coming into the room with a tray of steaming hot amala and gbegiri soup. ” Omo rada rada yen ti sha ju e loko” ( that useless girl has gotten a husband before you.) ”

” Woman you should be happy for others so they too can celebrate with you when it is your turn!” Dad spat out.
” i know her” i managed to say.
” That girl has slept with the whole of Ojota but if you see her wedding ehen! fear will catch you ” Mom said with envy.

I went to get my food from the kitchen while they continued planning my yet to be wedding, throwing playful barbs at each other. I hugged both of them when i was done eating and went back to my apartment. I had tried my best to transform my apartment, my sofa was neat, i had few clean clothes in my wardrobe and few clean bedsheets as well. my novels were back on my bed instead of the bathroom where they were before. I lowered the volume of my plasma TV. Someone was at the door.

” Baby” he said and staggered in as soon as i opened the door.
” What are you doing here?” i demanded angrily.
” How could you……” He belched loudly.
He reeked of alcohol and he looked older, his beards were days old and his shirt looked so rumpled you will think he pulled them out of his a$$.
” Rich, you are drunk! Please leave at once!”

” Tomi i love you…….but you f*ucked me up! Why?”
” Rich please go”
He pulled my hand and we both collapsed to the ground, he ended up on me. I struggled to push him off me . he tried to kiss me, I removed my face and the slobbery wet kiss landed on my cheek .

” How dare you! See! See what you have done to me!” He slurred out the words.

His hands forced apart my legs brutally. I closed my eyes and sank my teeth into the fleshy nook of his neck. He yelped in pain but he still didn’t let go of me. He ripped my top, latched his tongue onto my n.ipple. he bit hard on it and raw pain blinded me. I continued struggling with him but i was getting tired.

Tomi
Richmond’ s body weighed me into the hard tiled floor. He had given me some back hand slaps as well which made my temple trob painfully. His erect deek was digging into my tummy, he was still trying to kiss me while i fought back with all my strength. Suddenly, something sent Richie sprawling across the room. Someone. It wasn’t something like i thought. He jerked Richie by the collar pulling him towards the door. I sat up, my hand tentatively touching my bruised cheek.
He threw Richie out and closed the door. My crazy ex boyfriend pounded on the door calling me names. He got tired and i heard him drag his feet towards the gate.
” The last time i saw you, you were in need of rescuing and i just rescued you from your rogue boyfriend. Wow! I’ m beginning to feel like superman ” he flexed his muscles.
I pulled my tattered top up and got up on shaky legs. I was shaken, i couldn’t believe Rich would ever attempt to rape me or even hit me. He was drunk. A little voice reminded me that he was intoxicated and he wasn’t in his senses. I went into my bedroom, i changed into my PJ and i went back into the sitting room.

” What are you doing here?” those weren’t the words i had planned to say. I wanted to thank him but somehow those words had flown out of my mouth before i could take them back.

He blinked his eyes dramatically. 

” Who are you? and what planet are you from? i saved you from been raped by that drunk guy! the least you could do is say thank you.”
” He wasn’t trying to rape me! he was……. he was drunk like you have pointed out”
” Oh great! sorry i came into your home uninvited” he walked towards the door and paused. ” by the way, this place look a lot nicer and cleaner…….just like Ceasar ‘ s crib!”

” Who is Ceaser?”

” My dog” he said, banging the door after himself.

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” What happened to your face?” the nosey office secretary asked as soon as i entered into the reception area.
” A bike accident ”
” Oh God!” she exclaimed, dramatically acting like she cared.
I briskly walked away before she could ask more questions. He was on my mind. I couldn’t get him out of my mind and thought. I don’t even know his name or where he lives but twice he had rescued me. What is it about him that brings the worse out of me? i pounded my hand on my head.
” Get out! get out of my head!” i muttered.
” Are you alright? ” Miss Maggie asked, she walked into my office and sat down.
” I am fine ma”
She gave me a look. ” Man Problem?”
Miss Maggie was a kind soul. She always had a good word to say to everyone, i couldn’t believe she was related to that conniving Linda. I could never forget how Richie was banging her on that fateful day and how she was screaming for more. I needed someone to share my problems with and a shoulder to cry on but i wouldn’t dump my problems on Miss Maggie’ s shoulders because she was my related to my boss.
” No” i lied. I tried to laugh to cover the lie but it came out as fake as Nicki’ a$$.
” I came to ask you for a favour”
” Me?” 
What favor could she possibly want from me? 

” Yes.”

” Okay ma’am”

” Victoria is going through some crises now”she said softly.

Victoria was just like her aunt, she was kind and gentle but she was a very quiet person. Too quiet. There was something about her, an aura, maybe i was imagining things but it was like she was afraid of the world. It was like she was guarding an open secret. I know how it feels when i get looks from ladies because my hair wasn’t in place, because my dress was just a bit rumpled. 
They don’t know how hard i try to fit in, they don’t know how hard i try to be like them but it doesn’t last more than a week or two before i go back into my shell. Neither do they know how many relationship i lost just because they judged me before getting to know the real me. I perceived that fear and shame of not been accepted in Victoria too. 

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To be continued 

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  1. Thanks for updating d story,d next one plsss @ Kehnny Lawal

    by Tobi on Sep 30, 2016 at 2:48 pm

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