Love, Lust And Lost

8 years ago

Love, Lust And Lost

Who could have b@nged the door as such, that felt it would fall off its hinges?.

They broke loose of each other. Theresa now back from her journey, she felt `angry happily’!. What she had just done is what she had longed for but it had only been fingering, at least she was stroked to Pour.

She felt relieved she had Pour almost as if convulsion had struck her, she shook and held him tight, it felt her heart might stop. That was the best pleasure she had had in her life.

But she felt ashamed of herself. What would the hotelier say with the way she had wet the bed with her pee (Pour)?. The floor was also streaming water. She looked at him with disgust, she almost shed tears but that was no time to show emotions, she scampered off the bed to locate her dress`es’ and rapidly started putting them on.

“Who be that na?” Izu said, venom in his voice.

“If you don’t open this door now, I will break it down” the voice shouted from outside. It was different from the hoteliers voice but Izu didn’t know.

“Come guy, wetin dey worry you na, I no pay you?. Abi my time don reach ni?”. He felt really angry, this money grabbing cunt seemed to have thwart his will. He thought about what he should do. He wanted to put on his shirt and opened the door but he suspended the thought.

“Omo, I go give you another money when I come out” and he proceeded to stop her from putting her blouse on. Pant and tight were already back at their positions, covering where they were meant to shield.

“No Izu, stop! Let’s go home.” She said as he drew close to her, hugged her and trying to pull the clips of her bra off.

Bang! Bang!! Bang!!! The door was now shaking as though it would break down any moment.

He left her, this time completely enraged. He was thinking about what he would do to the Sule of a guy once he opened the door. He was about to un-bolt the door but went back to put on his shirt and waited till Theresa was completely dressed, beads of sweat dotted her face, her eyeballs now red. She stood against the wall on the left while Izu opened the door

“If you move, I will blow off your head.” The police officer said.

Izu had taken some steps backwards and halted soon as he heard the instruction. Theresa was still not visible to the policeman as he was still pointing his gun at Izu, standing at the door-step. Fear gripped her, she started shaking and tears dripped down her face.

What will she tell her boss?.

Who will bail her out if the policemen decided they would be taken to the police station?. She thought in regret.

She had told her boss, she was going to church for fellowship and here she was in an hotel room with a boy!.

The policeman looked on as he entered the room, he saw water on the floor and became inquisitive.

“Wey the Ashewo wey you dey f^ck” he asked with smiles starting to take shape on his cheeks.
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Izu didn’t reply “shey you no hear word ni, abi you want reach Alausa tomorrow morning?. That one you no go fit bail yourself o, black maria straight to court tomorrow.” The police threatened.

“OC, she no be poro, na my babe she be” he corrected.

“Where she dey, make she come out!”

Theresa came out, bending low and rising pleading with the police “please sir, please sir.” Tears took leisure walks down her cheek.

“Please for what?.” The police drew close to her, he smelt liquor oozing out his mouth and every part of his body. She moved back staggering as he drew close to her.

“Me self go F**K my own,” the police said out of his mind.

Is this man crazy or what? Izu thought. How can he sleep with my gf? That can never be possible. Though he (Izu) could F**K as many girls as he likes but his girlfriend must never be slept with by another guy except him, not to talk of this, miserable looking police who had no sense at all in his head.

Izu thought about the 4,300naira he just handed over to this madman as ‘Egunje’, the money he was given by his parents to buy creates of Goldspot and Limca inside the fridge for sale.

`my own don surely meet me today’ he pitied himself down for the brutality of his father. Not showing any emotion to Theresa who was in a hurry to get home, as she had seen and had enough that day she would never forget in her life.