I & Ogechi - Season 1 - Episode 38

6 years ago

I & Ogechi - Season 1 - Episode 38

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Was this really going to be it? I asked myself. After meeting Ogechi over five years back under an unusual circumstance, getting acquainted with her, eventually falling in love with her and desiring to spend a lifetime with her only to be separated by Cynthia? This wasn’t really happening. Heaven knows I can’t live without Ogechi, neither can she live without me. Since we hadn’t died from the fast, perhaps this was another way to ensure that we died anyways. Sweet loving Ogechi would never have the blood of another in her hands, not even for my love. She wasn’t going to let me talk her into letting Cynthia die so that we could remain together. Not that I was capable of doing such anyway, but I didn’t find it easy to let Ogechi go just like that. After a little argument between us, we concluded that Cynthia’s life was as precious as ours and couldn’t be wasted. Ogechi proceeded to denounce her relationship with me just to bring Cynthia back to life. Indeed, that action was going to bring her back to life but wasn’t going win her a place in my heart. As a matter of fact, not even a single feeling for Cynthia was going to be nurtured by heart anymore.

My mother would attest to the fact that I never shed such tears all through my days as a lad, even when I was drastically punished for my deliberate childish foolishness. But I did so for the loss of Ogechi’s love. I cried a river. In fact, I cried a lagoon. As Ogechi walked towards Cynthia, I felt pain all over my body as though someone was inflicting them on me. Ogechi had cried until her face turned into something I wouldn’t recognize if I hadn’t known she was the one there. Despite the hurt we would go through after she denounces our love, we still went on with to do so. Ogechi held onto Cynthia’s hands, but found it very difficult to say the words that would put a permanent end to our union. She turned to look at me, and I gave her a look that depicted “If you decide to change your mind, I will be solidly behind you. Nevertheless, I’m not asking you to. But I really wish you would, though I can’t have her blood on my hands as well.”

Ogechi opened her mouth and spoke the words before it was too late. If she had hesitated further, Cynthia would have rested in peace. Just as the bright light said, Cynthia was up in less than 300 seconds after Ogechi spoke the following words; TODAY, I RENOUNCE MY LOVE FOR JESUSBOY FOREVER. HE’S ALL YOURS CYNTHIA. Cynthia’s eyes were all dull and she seemed very weak. Ogechi was the last image she beheld before she passed out, and was also the first she beheld on her return from coma. On seeing her, she got upset and began acting weird on the bed. All efforts to calm her down proved futile and at a point it seemed as though she wanted to pass out again. I asked Ogechi to go and get the doctors while I watch her until their arrival. When Ogechi left the room, Cynthia’s pulse, which was on the high reduced rapidly to normal. She looked at me in a way that made me feel so bad about myself for making her go through that. I couldn’t stand it anymore, and I wished the doctors would just arrive and take over so that I could at least get away from her for a little bit.

The doctors arrived just in time to attend to her. But as soon as she saw Ogechi again, she started breathing heavily as though she was engaged in some sort of marathon race. Obviously, she had woken up from coma to become alleged to Ogechi. If only she knew the sacrifice she made just to get her out of that coma. She was going to know anyway, because I wasn’t going to hesitate telling her about it as soon as she was back on her feet.

The doctors took her to a separate room to do whatever they did to her to ensure full recovery. I and Ogechi remained in the hospital with Cynthia, although Ogechi never went into her room to see her again. But she decided she wasn’t going back to Oklahoma until Cynthia was confirmed okay by the doctors. Then she would leave, never to return to me again.

Sometime later, Cynthia recovered fully and was ready to leave. I went in to see her the night preceding her discharge day and met her laughing to the Tom and Jerry pranks. She was back indeed. She saw me come in, but took her eyes off me and continued watching TV. She didn’t want to talk to me, at least not then. I went ahead to seat on a chair beside her bed, looking straight to her face as she seriously concentrated on the TV. Apparently, Tom and Jerry did her more good than my presence in that room, so I stood up and made to leave her for the time being. But when I got to the door she called me back.

“I thought you came to see me?” she asked.

“Yeah, but it seems like you’re ready to see me yet. So I’ll just leave and come back later. By the way, the doctor says you’ll be discharged tomorrow.”

“I know that already. So do I take it that you came here to tell me that?” she asked sarcastically.

“Not exactly” I replied.

“Then proceed to the reason you came.”

“I just came to check on you Cynthia.”

Oh’ really? How very nice of you. You’re such a darling” she said sarcastically.

“I’m glad you’re back.”

“Yeah, I am too. I couldn’t afford to remain in coma for longer than necessary. I only needed time dissolve the pains your betrayal caused me.” She said with a harsh tone.

“I’m really sorry for everything Cynthia.”

“Save it!” she retorted, motioning me with her hand to shut up. “You didn’t come here to piss me off, did you?”

“Not at all. I think I better leave now.”

“You better do” she replied angrily.
I got out of the room feeling like a little boy who had just been scolded by his mother. I advised Ogechi to go before Cynthia sees her in order to prevent a scene when they met each other. Ogechi refused. She wanted to see Cynthia for the last time and have a word with her before leaving. I guess that would have given her some peace from the waves that had blown in the past days. I couldn’t do anything to prevent what I knew was coming, so I prepared my heart to contain it when it came.

As I and Ogechi sat there waiting for the morning to come, we were like total strangers to each other. We couldn’t even talk about anything else than Cynthia. The effect of the renouncement came into play quickly, and we suddenly felt like there had been nothing going between us. That happened because of the situation we found ourselves then, coupled with the fact that we knew we weren’t going to be together again. So we just began acting like normal acquaintances. It wasn’t quite long before the whole emotions came back, and the feeling of “I CAN’T LET YOU GO” came romancing our souls again. Of course only one thing would follow afterwards; TEARS. All we could do was say goodbye repeatedly in a number of ways and in the most romantic ones ever. That was the most we could do. All our struggles, all our love, care and all we shared came to an end that faithful night. That made me remember the statement that was made by the light she saw;
THAT WHAT IS GOOD FOR THE GOOSE IS GOOD FOR THE GANDER DOESN’T MEAN THAT THE GOOSE AND THE GANDER SHARE THE SAME DESTINY” Perhaps the light was right after all.

The next morning Cynthia came out all prepared to leave only to see us sitting together. Ogechi arose from her seat immediately she saw Cynthia and paid her homage.

“Will you please save all these acts? I know you have ulterior motives of being here, perhaps to try and destroy me again. But you’ll surely fail, just like you did the first time.” Cynthia said to Ogechi.

“Cynthia, I ask only one thing of you. Please permit me to have a word with you, and I promise you’ll never see me again in your lifetime. I mean never. But please grant me audience. I’ve got some explanation to do.”

Cynthia made a display of madness, making clear her unwillingness to converse with Ogechi for even one second. She had developed so much hatred for her and couldn’t stand her sight. She rained abuses on Ogechi but Ogechi didn’t retaliate in any way. I took her away from Cynthia’s presence and urged her to leave before things got worse. She obliged, and I escorted her to a cab that drove her to the airport where she flew back to Oklahoma. Even though Ogechi had left and we couldn’t be with together again, I planned on visiting her later on to separate in a more worthy way. I didn’t have an exact picture of the supposed “MORE WORTHY WAY” but I sure wanted to see her again for once before departing forever.
I returned to Cynthia who was already waiting for me by the car along with the doctors who were still trying to calm her down, as she was still ranting words at Ogechi who had long left. I was mistaken to have thought her hatred was limited to Ogechi. But when I came back and said to the doctors; “Thank you very much docs, I’ll take it from here.” Cynthia unleashed hell on me.

“You’ll take it from where?” she asked with raised eyebrows. “And to where?” she asked again.

“Cynthia, I surely deserve whatever you give to me. Abuse me, call me names, spit on my face and do whatever to me, I’ll take it. But please don’t do it out here. Let’s at least go home first. We’ll take time to talk about it there. Just don’t stress yourself out anymore. You know you just got discharged. The last thing you need right now is stress. Let’s go home.”

“Oh’ how sweet of you” she said sarcastically.

However, we got home after much words and augments. She nagged at me until we got home. Her maids were so excited on her return that they organized a little party to welcome her back. It was just the four of us present in that party. After everything, Cynthia left to her room without saying a word to me. I went up to meet her and talk to her about everything, and also ask for her forgiveness in the areas I had wronged her. I got to her room and met her lying on her bed and flipping through the pages of a fashion magazine. She behaved as though she had not noticed my presence in that room. I knew she was still mad at me, and I was there change that and return things between us to normal before telling he all she had to be told concerning “I & Ogechi.” I called on her twice and got no response from her. But when I called on her the third time, with her eyes still fixed on that magazine she opened her mouth and said to me;

GO GET YOU THINGS READY. YOU’RE LEAVING MY HOUSE TOMORROW.