[Story] Love, Lust And Lost

8 years ago

[Story] Love, Lust And Lost

“Hello guy, how far na, where you dey?.” Tunde asked on the phone.

“Guy I just dey climb stairs” Effiong replied and ended the call. His Nokia 3310 beeped as he pressed the red button on the left.

Some few minutes later he entered the door to Chinedu’s room. A typical boys room with Ceiling fan hung in the ceiling, Newspaper and magazines plastered the walls of some part while, the large spreadsheet pictures of complete Gunners squad (Arsenal) designed the other part of the wall.

A Samsung Tv and a CD player was placed on floor at a corner in the room. A mattress was la!d on the floor with blue bed sheet covering the mattress that hadn’t been stripped off the nylon it came with, depicting it was bought new.
On the bed was Chinedu, a 5’8 guy, beards on his jaws but his skull was barbed by the most experienced barber in his area. It was completely skinned, no single air could be found on his head. And it shone as though it were a glass; – a mirror, one could see the reflection of an eclipse through it when there was one taking place.

He wore a short yellow knicker and his upper part was bare, his packs showing. Beside him was his girlfriend, a girl of 18years, – very black that her eyes and teeth could be the only visible thing when it was night or the lights were switched-off in the room. She wore an orange sit-back in her black jean trousers. She leaned on the wall, her legs stretched out on the bed.

Tunde sat on the only chair in the room waiting for Effiong to drop the nylons in his hands so they could share whatever goods was in them.

“Hahahahaha, baba don go market o, thank God!” Chinedu praised not knowing where his friends had gotten the nylons from.

“Guy cool down, since all this days wey money dey your hand, no be Ash………”

Chinedu quickly gave him a wink to prevent Effiong from exposing him in the presence of his girlfriend.

“Ermm! Ermm! Asho Ebi, you take am dey buy” he lied, when what he really wanted to say was `Ashewo (prostitute)’.

The silence that took the room was pronouncing, as a pin could be heard when it fell. His girlfriend glanced at him and look steadily at Effiong the liar. Since she met Chinedu, he had never bought Asho Ebi (Family Atire) before. An Igbo boy buying Asho Ebi is just like saying, tortoise walking upright as though it were a human. It was so impossible but she didn’t ask any question.

“Since I’m here present, why don’t you bring the stuffs out so I could help, if anything to cook is there in” she suggested and stood up to come grab the nylons from Effiong who quickly turned hiding the bags.

“See, go and sit down” Tunde said. “This bag is only meant for Effiong and me”

“Hahahahahahaahahaha” Effiong gave a shrill laugh that struck Tunde’s inquisition. Why the hell is this one laughing, he thought.

“Guy, this 3 nylons as e dey so, you no get shingbain inside” he mocked and growled.

“Come guy, no bring that one o, no be me and you do the deal?” Tunde groused, posturing to pounce on him and grab the nylons if he made any show of greed.

“Which deal be that? If to say dem don catch me for the market, you for wait?”

“But dem no catch you and so!. Wait first, me no carry out my own side of the plan ni?” He paced forward to grab one nylon but Effiong dodged and moved away from him.

Chinedu and his girlfriend were just staring questionably at the two friends. What deal had this two crooks carried out to cause this argument and what the hell can be in those nylons, he thought and watched on as the two friends were now struggling to have the nylons. They struggled beside the wall, then Effiong being the strongest of the two, shook free and ran to the middle of the room, panting!.

His assailant shirt was already short of two buttons but he didn’t care. Why is this guy trying to be greedy?, Tunde thought and rushed to meet him. They were engaged in another struggle, but this time, it was getting out of hands.

“Won’t you intervene” Chinedu’s girlfriend said.

The moment he was about to get up and intervene was when two of the nylons tore in mid-air amidst the struggle of both friends.

Poo strayed out of an unknown nylon, very light Poo, watery and smelly, maggots already forming in it. It sprayed on both friends head, body, shirt. They shook free of each other. The floor was surrounded with trash that were in the bag. The poo were dripping down of both friends faces as they looked with disgust in their faces; their noses frowned to their heads to show how smelly the poo was.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha” Chinedu couldn’t stop the laugh from forcing its way out of his mouth.

“Chineke!. Buahahahahahahahahahahaha! Sh*t na him una carry dey form as if una go Shoprite” Chinedu’s girlfriend who was reserved and couldn’t have said such words on a normal day, let it out of her mouth.

Chinedu was just laughing the two friends, tears coming out of his eyes.

“The whole street must hear this one o. my padis go supermarket, buy dirty and Sh*t come back dey proud. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!!!”

The nylons they mistakenly took was the refuse of the previous day the shop owner had intended to dispose once the PSP truck was close by but it seemed Effiong and Tunde had lessen the man’s burden anyway. They had disposed the refuse well!

To Be Continued….