DJ Slam was all laughs as I narrated my experience with Katty to him. He said Tessy would soon come for me but I did not believe him and I vowed to ensure it does not happen again with Katty or Tessy for that matter. I told him I would confess to Chioma but he warned me never to try it.
Old boy wetin dey do you? He asked; you be woman wrapper? Why you dey talk like a Jew man so? Listen make I tell you the truth Omo! Many babes dey die for you for this town o! Na me just dey discourage them by telling them say you be homo!
Wetin? I shouted. You tell them wetin?
He laughed and said; listen let me tell you Omo, some of the babes you see around me at school or here in the hotel come to meet me in order to get to you but you don’t seem to look their way and since I don’t want to get you so distracted I simply tell them that you are gay and I end up sleeping with them! He continued to laugh.
Old boy this is not funny nah! I said; of all excuses to give them, why tagging me a yansh man? Couldn’t you have said I am not interested in women or something else?
Ehen! Listen to your self now, he said; you just said it now that you are not interested in women! If you are not interested in women what would you be interested in? No be men? He started to laugh again.
That’s not what I mean and you know it, I said. What of Chioma? Is she not a woman?
And that’s the problem! He exclaimed; Chioma! Chioma! Chioma! You go dey follow her up and down like dog dey follow small pikin wey wat to Sh*t for Village. Old boy, explore! Rule your world! See as you tall and fine! You come sabi book join am but you dey jones!
I no dey jones! I countered
Oh you no dey jones? Simply because Chioma friend come wire you for your room you don dey feel say you too belong abi? If the girl no come to you, you for get the liver to toast her? He said
Why I go toast her when I dey date her friend? Is it normal? I asked
Then why she come wire you, not withstanding say she be your babe friend? Why? He asked
I no know! I replied
Why you go know? He said. Jew man feeling funky! Omo I beg make you wake up o! Na Owerri you dey o! No be Ekiti! For here we dey shine our eyes! Are you aware that Amara is dying to date you? He asked.
Amara? Which Amara? I asked
The same Amara wey dey come do holiday job for here nah! Oga Dan sister! He said.
Yee! I exclaimed; Oga Dan sister? Innocent Amara? I asked
Common shut up ya mouth! He said; wetin you mean by innocent?
Amara na good girl nah, every body know! I said.
Oh no! Oh no! He exclaimed; Bolaji you dey fall my hand! How could you be so gullible? There is no good girl or innocent girl any where these days, it died in the era of our fore fathers!
Okay no vex! I pleaded. Ehen! Back to Amara issue, na who tell you say she like me? I asked
She told me herself! He said;
Did you also tell her that I am gay? I asked.
No nah! She knows you are not, she knows you are dating Chioma!
Hmm, yet she still wants to date me? I asked
And you said she is innocent and good! He replied. Well, she believes that Chioma is a runs girl and not fit for you!
So did you wire her too? I asked
No! She won’t agree, she knows me very well, he said
But why she no tell me face to face nah? I asked
You be Jew man nah! Slam said; how else you want make she take talk am? All the green lights wey she dey show you, you no fit to decode! Is it until she uses Katty’s style? Even before you started dating Chioma, that girl has been coming around you, flirting with you but you dey form good boy! Abi Amara no fine reach?
Haba! Amara na fine girl nah! But na my Oga Sister o! I said
And so what? Na Oga Dan go marry his sister? Abi Oga Dan no dey wire other people sisters? He asked.
Mba nu, Slam, Amara is like a sister to me I beg! I said
Shattap ya Yoruba mgbati-mgbati mouth there! He shouted; na wetin relate Amara with Bolaji? Wetin relate Ekiti and Enugu? Yeye jew man! No be only ya sister, na ya mama! Old boy wake up na! He sounded pissed with me.
Kai! Kai! The girl fit don hate me now o! I exclaimed.
She can’t hate you, in fact she does not hate you, and she was only disappointed in your taste! Slam said.
How nah? My taste how? Is Chioma not good enough? Chioma was not a runs girl nah and you know it Slam! Why didn’t you tell her that Chioma was not a runs babe? I asked
Wetin be my own? Do I know Chioma before? Na me born am? I sabi wetin she don do before she come Owerri? Look! I cannot vouch for any babe that is above fifteen years! Even my younger sister! He said.
Well, all I know is that Chioma is a good girl and I love her! I said
No vex o! No vex! He said and he left me to attend to his musical set. We were talking outside the DJ cubicle.
I continues to have a secret relationship with Katty, she happened to be very close to Chioma and she knows her itinery so we were discreet but I always looked forward to moments with her, those were explosive moments. I still respect her till date on how she comports herself whenever I am in their company. I found it difficult to meet her gaze so that Chima would not be suspicious but Katty acts so natural that I sometimes wonder if she was not the girl I was cheating Chioma with. But in all of these, I never stopped reading at night. After closing the bar at 2.PM I read until 5.PM before sleeping, I wake up at 7.30AM and go to school, I return at 4PM and sleep until 9PM. It was a routine that I tried to keep.
My first problem with Chioma started when she realized I had over a million naira in my bank account, she was cleaning up my room in the hotel when she stumbled upon my bank pass book. She reminded me of the Car I wanted to buy and I told her what Mr. Adegoke told me about sending the wrong signals. She did not like the idea at all; she said I do not have to listen to Mr. Adegoke because everyone know I was a hustler and could afford the Car. I declined and told her I have always followed Mr. Adegoke’s advice. She was angry and as she ranted, she cautiously avoided insulting Mr. Adegoke so as not to hurt my feelings. Eventually she threw the bomb!
If you don’t want a car, me I need a car! She said defiantly. It was as if I was slapped from behind my back. What? You said what? I asked
I need a small Car of my own! She said; I need a Gulf 3!
Is this a joke or something? I asked.
BJ! I am dead serious! Since you cannot spend your money on yourself, then spend it on me! I am your girlfriend!
Listen Chi! I said; even if I am to buy you a car, it should not be like this nah!
Like how? She snapped
I mean, like quarrel! Like you are forcing me to! I said
I am not forcing you! I need it! I have been wanting to tell youth is since! I was only waiting for you to buy yours first!
But you know that would drain my account nah! How would I just buy two cars at once! I said.
BJ you can afford it! I know you can! She said.
No my dear! I cannot afford it! The future is still bleak! I need to save up for the rainy days! Listen my dear, I am a student! You are a student! I know I work here and there to make ends meet but I am not that buoyant! Don’t I provide all your needs for you?
What do you mean by you are not buoyant? She threw my pass book at me; you have over a million naira in you bank account! Three fifty to four hundred thousand naira will buy the car for me and you will still have enough in your account! Bolaji! Do you love me? She asked
Of course Chi! You know I do! I replied.
Then buy me my car! She grabbed her hand bag and walked out of my room crying.
I was confused! I need to talk to Slam.
To Be Continued…