Husband Hunting: The Ex returns

I walked into a store to buy some bags, I needed to change my bags to accommodate the various things I carried everyday.

After a long while, I finally decided on two bags. As I got to the attendant, I realized my bill was three hundred thousand naira and I knew I had to drop one of them.

However, the sales girl wasn’t having it and tried her best to convince me to buy.

‘Really, Itohan, I protested, I don’t have enough money right now.’ cutting off her objections.

‘Well, that doesn’t have to stop you, I’ll be paying for that.’ We both turned to see who the speaker was. Well I turned because the voice was sexy and then I screamed.

‘Ikechi, what in the world? He looked at me with that same twinkle in his eyes and his lips turned like he was smiling to a funny Joke. I was surprised how much he had changed physically and still stayed the same. He still had that effortlessly sexy masculine aura.

You see Ikechi was the first and only guy to break my heart. I was 17 and he was 24. We had mutual friends and we always stole glances at each other. Everyone could feel the sexual chemistry between us.

If I remember, he never really asked me out and months into our relationship, he became my first only to break up with me three days later over a very flimsy reason. I remember taking the news in good faith and not even loosing my cool only to spend the next week in my room crying and missing lectures.I smiled at the memory; puppy love can be sweet.

‘You look the same’ Ikechi words jolted me from my reminiscing.

‘And here I was thinking I had grown into this sexy bombshell’ I responded.

‘Well you know you were always a sexy bombshell. Popular Chichi’ Ikechi’s voice got slower and deeper and he had a look in his eye; a look I knew so well and I had to break the mood.

‘So, you’re a big man now eh’ I try to say this as light hearted as possible, anything to calm my raging hormones.

‘Yes I am a big man’. I thanked God Africans did not blush cos I would have turned red, only Ikechi could make the words ‘big man’ have serious sexual meanings.

Ikechi leaned into me and stared deeply at me like he wanted to see my soul ‘Why didn’t you show any emotion when I ended things, why didn’t you even at least beg, why did you refuse me the many times I came back begging months after? We could have been so much more.’

‘Why did you end it in the first place?’ I asked, trying to keep my voice as calm as possible. ‘When a man says no, you let him go’.

‘ I was scared, you were too good to be true, hot, friendly, down to earth and you liked me besides Richie threatened me’ At this point I softened, Richie was a deadly, rich cultist that had purused me all through my first year.

‘Why didn’t you tell me, why didn’t you fight for us, we could have been…..’ I couldn’t keep speaking as tears rolled down my cheeks. Ikechi leaned in, oozing sex appeal and raw masculine need and I knew that I couldn’t resist him.

I was jolted by the sound of my phone ringing consistently refusing to stop.

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It’s 5:00 a.m and I am jolted from my sleep by the sound of my alarm. It had all been a dream. Just before I say my prayers, I receive a message from Vannessa.

‘Remember Ikechi, he died two days ago.’.

I wondered why I had dreamt of Ikechi after his death, was this his way of explaining things to me because lord knows, he was one ex I could never get over. The person I fantasized about ending up with anytime I was lonely.

Was this his way of giving me closure and explaining things?

Speaking of closure, my mind went back to all my dating experiences and I couldn’t help but laugh as I said a prayer for Ikechi’s soul to rest in peace.

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