[Story] Ogechi & I (Complete Episodes)

Ogechi & I

EPISODE 26

“I went with Ck everywhere he went, Ogechi continued the story. Accommodation was made available for me in an estate belonging to the owner of the recording label Ck was under. That same recording label signed a contract with me later on when they found me to be an asset. My name began ringing a bell in America and people started speculating that Ck was my man, while others said it was his manager. The rumor that Ck was my man spread widely that Ck himself sought to make it a reality. He wasn’t expecting me to be though at all, so he didn’t think he needed to pull so much string to get me to play along with him. I told him about Prince Charming which he already knew about but that didn’t mean anything to him. Little by little, Ck got really serious about making me his girl and did a lot of romantic stuffs just to win my heart.

He bought me flowers and showered me with gifts unceasingly. When we go to occasions together, the press normally addressed us as soon to be couples and Ck would concur just to put me in a position where I would have no other choice but agree to his proposal. For some reason, I never had any feelings for Ck. Not even a feeling I had to fight. I just liked him because of his personality. His charisma was adorable, he is a great singer, and I felt like I owed him for bringing me to the height I found myself then. He however thought I would repay him by becoming his girl, but my love for Jesusboy was still burning inside me like wild fire. I wished it was Jesusboy in Ck’s position; then my life would have been complete.

But then, the things Ck kept doing got more and more interesting until it found its way to my heart. My friends advised me to go with Ck who’s a star like me and forget my Prince Charming who was still struggling to arrive. They also told me that his arrival at the top wasn’t certain because not everyone who embarked on that journey made it there. They said many things to disqualify my Prince Charming but I refused to pay attention to them. Anytime I remembered how far I had gone with him, I couldn’t bear the thought leaving him. I know he will make it one day. Even if he doesn’t, I’ll gladly share all I have with him. After all, what is wealth without love?

I remembered giving him N100, 000 back then to start up something with and pay back on a set date. He paid back on the exact same date we agreed on. After then he was able to foot his bills unlike when I first met him as a homeless fellow in another man’s town. I was glad to have been the angel who rescued him from the cruelty of hardship. He has valued me since then like nothing in the world because he truly knows my worth and how much I love him. Ck might be a nice guy, but he may at some point think that he picked me up from some studio in Nigeria and made me what I am today. He may even rub it on my face sometimes. I remember having a misunderstanding with Prince Charming back then, no matter how much he yelled, he still apologized afterwards for yelling, even if I was the one at fault. As time went on, we rarely misunderstood each other anymore, and saying I’m sorry to each other was as easy as saying I love you. We never crossed over into a new day with unresolved issues. I’m used to that kind of guy already and I wasn’t ready to try out another kind of guy. It took me years to build what I and Prince Charming share and I’m not ready to start all over again with someone else when the first hasn’t ended.

Everyone got uncomfortable with my decision to hold on to my feelings for Prince Charming until fate permitted us to meet and be together again. Ck and his manager particularly took that really personal. I bet they would have been tempted to shut me out if I hadn’t secured a contract with the label before then. However, they all let it be. But I could see something whenever I looked at Ck’s eyes. I also heard that same thing in his voice whenever he spoke to me. He still hoped that I would come around one day. We however played along as soon to be couples before the press and the people but knew between ourselves that we had nothing going between us.

The familiarity between I and Ck got a little intense. We had come to agree that we would only act in accordance with the speculations of the press and the people but then, our constantly spending time together began to provoke unwanted feelings. I know Ck still wanted me. I was the only one who now had to fight such feelings. It got to a point that I couldn’t spend a day without seeing or talking to Ck. Of course he was the only guy that was close to me, so I called on him when there was any matter that needed the attention of a guy except those that had to do with my feelings, and I was gradually getting there. Whenever I thought of Prince Charming, I would call on Ck, thinking that would help stabilize my feelings at the moment but it ended up trying to get me to replace the preferable with the available.

I would never do that! I kept telling myself. I opened up myself to Ck, who gave me the best treats ever. I must confess, Prince Charming had never given me such treats as Ck did, probably because he couldn’t afford it. So when Ck started doing all these to me, those things my friends had told me about my Prince not being liable to succeed as a star despite his gifts and talents began to ring in my head, and I wondered if he was ever going to give me the kind of life Ck had given me so far. I mean, I owe my fame and wealth to him. I shook those thoughts off my head and still placed Prince Charming in the tenderest part of my heart. Nevertheless, I decided to give Ck a try, not because I was considering making him a replacement for my Prince but because I was missing the company of a man like hell.

Ck maximized that opportunity and spoiled me with gifts and treats which I cherished so much and couldn’t stop desiring for more. Ck sort of thought I was trying to get Prince Charming off my mind and was really helping me to achieve that. He never did anything that would make my Prince appear like the better man among them both. He wanted to beat my Prince in all ramifications. He was wealthier, famous, exposed and now wanted to add things like; more loving, more caring, more respectable and more serious to the list. There was no end to what Ck did in order to get me to see him more deserving of me than Jesusboy. I hate to say this but it worked. I was gradually falling for Ck but all the while convincing myself that I wasn’t.

Well, as long as Ck continued treating me like a queen, I was okay. It went on and on till he asked me to join him on a trip to the Bahamas. I consented without a second thought. I had been hearing about the Bahamas and watching people go there in the movies. So I quickly obliged when an opportunity to go there came. Not that I couldn’t afford to go there on my own. Of course I had money enough to do that, but it feels a lot more different when it is a guy asking you to go there with him. We reached the Bahamas and settled. Took a tour around and visited a few places we could before returning the heart of the area. It was so much fun there. We danced together and even got recognized by some folks there who knew us to be celebrities. They interviewed us briefly and still considered us soon to be couples, which we didn’t object to. We got all caught up in the enjoyment there that we nearly tarried just to groove all night. Around 1am Ck drew very near to me and told me to come with him to somewhere. I said okay and we left. As we walked to where he was taking me he held onto me with his right arms across my back. Well, I also held onto him in like manner with my left arm while we walked away together like newlyweds. He led me to a room illuminated by florescent bulbs and richly furnished. The thing that stood out the most in the room was the heart shaped bed which was covered with red linen from Egypt. After we got in he locked the door with a smart card only he had access to and inserted it into his pocket. I couldn’t believe it had gotten to that. Was this really happening? I thought to myself. How the hell was I supposed to get him to change his mind? How was I supposed to stop it from happening? There was absolutely no way I could stop him. It definitely happened.

EPISODE 27

Yes he did it. He walked close to me with a smile of accomplishment, held my both hands and got to his knees. Oh my gosh! I knew exactly what he was going to do, but what was I supposed to do to stop hi?. I just stood still like a stature and watched him as he went on his knees and popped the big question; WILL YOU MARRY ME? There was no stopping him. I didn’t have to think on whether or not I wanted to marry him, even though seeing a guy on his knees for me had a way of softening my whole being in every way possible. But then my answer to CK’s proposal was a big NO. Ck tried to convince me to change my mind, but that choice of mine wasn’t made amidst confusion. I wasn’t indecisive at all. And I didn’t try to get him to understand the reason for my choice because he wasn’t going give thoughts to it anyway. That night ended with me demanding that he opened the door for me to go to my room and retire for the day. He did and I got to my room. At that point, I knew I had to get back together with Prince Charming ASAP.

We returned the next day. It happened to be that Ck had informed everyone about his intention to propose to me at the Bahamas. So the news of my turning down his proposal couldn’t help but itch the ears of all who had expected to hear what would have seemed good news to them. Because of that, their treatment towards me changed. They all felt disappointed at me and considered me heartless for turning down a marriage proposal from the very guy who helped bring me to where I was. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I decided to go back to Nigeria to be with my Prince. I didn’t mind what was at stake. I had always wanted a perfect life, and to the best of my knowledge, that was only obtainable with my Prince.

After my contract with the label expired, I refused to renew it because of my plans of going back to Nigeria. Everyone then saw me as bewitched. They said they thought the whole witch craft thing said about Africa was a myth until my actions proved otherwise to them. They all thought I was under a spell. Only I knew where I came from and where I was going. They didn’t know, so I didn’t blame them for anything they said about me. I took the trip to Nigeria only to coincidentally meet my Prince at the airport on his way to America. Gosh!! I couldn’t believe it!

He said he had everything in place to come over and continue his studies in America. I found myself in a state of dilemma as I didn’t know whether to stop him from going for his studies which was very important, or allowing him to leave. But then, it was definitely because him I came back. How could I let him go just like that and subject myself to loneliness again? If that happened and my folks abroad got to know about it, it wouldn’t be good for me. I earnestly tried to persuade him to stay, but for some really good reasons, he had to leave. Even though I knew the impact staying back would have had on him, I still wanted him to stay back. I begged him and cried my eyes out but to no avail. He definitely would have stayed back anyway. In fact, he had changed him mind already. My prince charming couldn’t resist me that much. He can even take a bullet for me, but I wouldn’t let him do that. Just when he changed his mind to stay, the guy he was to travel with rushed to where we were and screamed at him for delaying and nearly missing his flight. He didn’t pay attention to him until the guy made a striking statement; DO YOU WANT TO DISAPPOINT MY COUSIN? It was then my Prince retreated himself from the warms of my hug and bade me goodbye as he followed the guy. How I wish he was there alone.

Even at that, he stopped at several intervals as though he had changed his mind again. I really prayed he did. The only problem there was that guy he was to travel together with. He was the only force contending with the will of my Prince. Finally, they both went on board the flight with the guy holding onto my Prince’s hand and pulling him in. The flight to America took off and my tears flooded the earth like the waters did in the time of Noah. If not that God had promised not to destroy the earth again with water, my tears would have served that purpose that day.

I went home afterwards all sad and disappointed. It felt like my world had crumbled. I couldn’t go to the US anymore because they might mock me and say that the guy I came back for had dumped me. Coupled with the fact that the press were present on my arrival at the airport and witnessed all that happened, it didn’t take them 48 hours to document the story on the papers. The rumor so spread that the superstar Oge got dumped by a common man at the Abuja International Airport. I was so afraid the story would find its way to my folks in America, especially Ck. But after three months without a call of mockery from any of them, I concluded that the rumor was limited to Nigeria. I was wrong.

Prince Charming called me afterwards, probably when he arrived at his destination. I was angry and bitter that I could have voiced out some disgusting words if I had picked up his call. He tried and tried but I didn’t pick up. He had always known me to be a kind, sweet, gentle, loving, caring, and tender being. I loved that impression he had of me. In fact, I am indeed all that to him, even if not to anyone else and I didn’t want that to change. But it indeed would if I had picked up his calls that day because of all the things that were running in my mind. My thoughts were like; THERE IS SOMETHING HE VALUES MORE THAN YOU AFTER ALL, PROBABLY SOMEONE. CK IS GONNA LAUGH HIS HEART OUT WHEN HE FINDS OUT. YOUR PRINCE IS HEARTLESS! HOW COULD HE FORSAKE YOU LIKE THAT, NOT EVEN CARING AT ALL THAT YOU CAME BACK FOR HIM. Those thoughts and the likes flooded my mind and I hated my Prince temporarily. Of course I couldn’t hate him forever.

Like the bible says; after the rain comes the sun, and sorrow may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning, so was it with me. Waking up the next morning in my hotel room, my mind, spirit and soul was so refreshed. It seemed like nothing happened at all. I picked up my phone and put a call across to my Prince but got a prompt to leave a voice message. I didn’t. I wanted to talk with him for real. As I made my way for Enugu, it seemed like the whole of Nigeria had known I was back home. The crowd that waited to see me at the hotel in Abuja was mind blowing. Even the hotel manager came to me and urged me to stay a little longer, as my presence there attracted more customers. He was taking advantage of my presence to make money. I however consented and agreed to stay a day longer and attend to the people and the press. It was indeed a lovely feeling and it made me forget all my worries. But then, the press started talking about the airport scene, how I got dumped by my Prince and suddenly, all the anger and bitterness returned. I told them it was personal and that I didn’t want to talk about it, after which I spent just a little time with them and left to my room.

The next day I was at Enugu. It also happened there like it did at Abuja. I had to sign autographs and attend to the press with their questions. The press at Enugu however, did not bring up the Prince Charming dumping me issue like I thought they would. Instead they kept talking about how proud they were to have a star like me hail from Enugu, where most of the press people also hailed from. The next thing I got was calls from the various singers in Nigeria, both famous and upcoming, asking me to feature them in their songs. At that point, I had no manager anymore and there was no one to refer them to. Nevertheless, I told them to talk to my manager.

My manager over there at the US was getting numerous calls from Nigerian musicians asking to feature me in their songs. He was so pleased I still acknowledged him as my manager and continued with the normal arrangements as though he was still my manager. He then called me and we talked about a whole lot of things including my Prince’s issue. Amazingly, that was of no interest to him anymore as all he saw and could think about was the money he could make from the singers that wanted to feature me in their songs. When he saw that my fame continued all the more in Nigeria, he kept aside our differences and urged the other folks to do same as we were all humans and entitled to our opinion and choices. He didn’t say that because he meant it but because he sought for an occasion to keep making cool money through me. He later told me that no one over at America still held a grudge against me anymore and that my label was ready to renew my contract if I returned to America. I told him I was going to think about and give him a reply.

One day I got a call while in the bathroom having my bath. My Ipad was just there in the bathroom. My face was covered with foam from the soup I used so I couldn’t see who the caller was. I ignored the call with intentions of calling back when I was done bathing but the caller just wouldn’t quit calling back. I got pissed off by such a disturbing call and reached out for my Ipad to turn it off until I was done bathing. As soon as I touched a button on the Ipad, it stopped ringing. I wasn’t sure if had turned it off because my eyes were closed while trying to do so to prevent soup from entering into my eyes. But after waiting two munities without hearing it ring again, I was sure I had turned it off. I continued bathing until about two minutes later, when I suddenly heard someone’s voice say’ Hiiiii. Where in the world did that come from? I asked myself. I stilled my movement and listened carefully to be sure I actually heard something. When I didn’t, I thought of suspending my bath temporarily to check if there was someone around but there was no need for that because no one shared the house with me. So I continued with my bath. But again, I heard that same voice say; Hiii in like manner as the former. At that point I was frightened. Was there a ghost in here? I washed off the soup on my face immediately and checked around if I was going to see anything but saw nothing. It wasn’t until my eyes strayed to my Ipad that I found I hadn’t turned it off but picked up the call that came in when I tried to turn it off. I was shocked! So this call had been on all the while??? Gosh! I couldn’t believe that just happened. Guess who called; Ck of course. Oh my gosh! It was Ck on the line. What in the world just happened? It wasn’t just an ordinary call. It was a Skype call. JEEZ!!!!!!!

EPISODE 28

They say it is somewhat difficult to differentiate between a mad man and a drunk. But if you saw me that day in the shower after I realized the call was on all the while, you would probably make soundness out of a mad man and consider a drunk blessed. I went GAGA! I was crazier than crazy itself. For crying out loud the call had been on while I was bathing and Ck was at the other end viewing. d##n it! I quickly rushed to the Ipad to end the call and save myself anymore embarrassments. I noticed something. It was supposed to be a video call but Ck’s face was stuck to the screen motionless. He wasn’t blinking, he wasn’t moving, and neither was he talking. It struck me that it was a network issue. The network had gone bad at some point, but at what point? Was it before or after I heard him speak? I refused to end the call but instead, I quickly grabbed my towel and covered my bare body, and then tried to see if I could communicate with him. I didn’t do that because I really wanted to talk but wanted to be sure whether or not the network had issues or it was something else. My heart beat started drumming irreconcilably as I leaned on the wall of the bathroom, wondering how Ck could act that irresponsibly by taking advantage of the scenario to watch me bath. I felt violated. But I wasn’t sure if he actually did it or not. There was only one way to find out, and that was confronting him. Not on the phone but face to face, and that only meant GOING TO AMERICA.

Ck however called back later that day and we got talking. I waited to see if he was going to say anything towards that direction before I exploded. I didn’t want to make mention of it first to avoid embarrassing him in case he hadn’t done what I suspected he did. He talked to me like we never had any issues in the past and even apologized for ill-treating me after I turned down his proposal. He said so many nice things to me but acted like one who had not done what I thought he did. Or was he just pretending? I also tried to act like everything was alright but was hoping he would try to flirt so that I would bring up the bathroom topic and confirm my suspicion to be true or false. Ck didn’t say anything stupid. All he said made sense overly. He then asked me to come back to America since my Prince Charming wasn’t with me at the moment. He didn’t make it sound like I got dumped but rather, like Prince Charming went on a journey to be home soon. For the first time, someone actually addressed the issue politely.

I had told my manager I was going to think about it when he told me to come back to America, but as soon as Ck proposed that, I consented without a second thought. After all, that was the surest way to find out if Ck actually watched my bath when he Skyped me. He broke the news of my coming to the folks there and they all thought I had developed a thing for Ck to have consented immediately when he asked me to come over unlike I did to my manager, coupled with the fact that my Prince whom I came back for supposedly dumped me and left for America. That was what they all thought, even though they never voiced it out to prevent misunderstandings.

I got my stuff ready and headed to America in no distant time and was warmly received right from the moment I arrived at the airport. Everything I was entitled to was restored before I arrived, so I just walked in and continued from where I stopped. My one million dollar contract was renewed and the whole celebrity thing escalated to the next level. Though everything had returned to normal, my primary purpose was to find out the truth about Ck, regarding the bathroom incident. We got close to each other again and started hanging out like we used to. The speculations about us dating continued. I didn’t care what anyone said or did until my mission was accomplished. I monitored Ck seriously to dictate any words or moves that could be linked to the bathroom event but couldn’t find one. It seemed the network had prevented him from seeing anything. As much as I wanted to believe that, I had to be really sure. But what on earth do I do to be really sure? I didn’t find an answer to that question. All I had to do was keep hanging out with him and playing dumb until the truth was unveiled, if there was such truth to be unveiled.

Having hung out with Ck long enough, I forgot why I let myself cling to him like a soul mate. He turned out to be more of a gentleman than I knew him to be. Was he trying to impress me or had he really become a better man than before? He wasn’t some sort of bad guy though; it was more like a saint becoming an angel. His speech was tender. His approach towards things wasn’t aggressive in any way; he never pushed me into making any quick decisions about us, though he was working really hard to win my heart. I can’t explain what got a hold of me that I suddenly appreciated everything about Ck and opened up my heart to him. Prince Charming was still in my heart but my love for him became the words I feared to speak, the noise I couldn’t hear, the existence I feared to imagine, the memory that hid but never left, and the reason I purged frightfully. Ck never knew the turns of the tables in my heart, and it was a good thing he didn’t.

With the wisdom of a serpent Ck handled everything he did with me. I’m sure he was trying to secure for himself a throne in my heart before declaring his intention to ascend it. Then I wouldn’t have much of a choice than to usher him in as the king of my heart. In order to make sure he left no stone unturned, he procrastinated. Ignorant of the fact that his prey had no intentions of escaping his claws anymore he spent too much time intensifying his attack. I guess he wasn’t ready to record a failed proposal again. But was he truly in love with me or was he doing it for the sake of image? You know how it is when a superstars marry each other, like the Jay-Z and Beyoncé thing. Well, I wasn’t ready to find out in a hurry. I just wanted to continue with the euphoria. Everything was perfect from inside out except the memories of Prince Charming that never stopped popping up from time to time in my head, leaving me with feelings of guilt afterwards. But I hardened my heart whenever I remembered how he left me at the airport and his refusal to contact me for that long. I always tried to do away with those feelings by justifying my actions with baseless allegations against my Prince Charming. It normally worked anyway, but not for long. I could never forget him no matter how hard I tried. I guess our souls had been tied together. Whatever love is, it is most incomprehensible.

However, I continued my romance with Ck. I had starved myself of those sweet words of a man that makes me feel supreme. The care and attention that makes me try to measure up with royalty. The touch that sets off a chain reaction within me, the embrace that makes me feel more secure than the United States president inside the White House. I needed those, and the only available human being on the face of the earth who could make that happen was Ck. My Prince Charming was somewhere in America, probably moving on with his life. I had to move on with mine too. And if we were meant for each other, we’ll find ourselves back in our arms. Those were the thoughts that permitted me to forge ahead with my supposed romance with Ck.

Ck’s procrastination on coming out plain with me made me uncomfortable. He was taking longer than necessary to hit the nail on the head, although I had made my forced feelings towards him apparent enough. Ck eventually dropped the bomb and I jumped on it like one who was desperate for a man. Things between us were so rosy that I felt accomplished and complete. That didn’t mean I had the ability to object to anything Prince Charming proposed if he happened to in the future. I just had to go on with life because being a singer wasn’t the only dream I had. I also wanted to be a good wife and a lovely mother. I had lost all contact with Prince Charming and only hoped that fate would bring us together if we were meant to be before anything happened that could prevent our future together forever.

One day I got a message from an anonymous sender while in a cinema with Ck. I flipped open my phone to read, turned out it was video message. I clicked to download, and when that was done successfully I played it. You won’t believe this. It was the video of me having my bath. It was a good thing the movie at the cinema captivated Ck and the lady on my left so much that they didn’t notice what I was playing on my phone, as their attention was on the movie. I shut it off and inserted the phone into my purse immediately. I looked at Ck, his rapt attention was on the movie. I excused myself and went to the convenience to get a full view of the video. It was exactly what happened the day Ck called while I was in the bathroom. The video went on till the very moment I ended the call. It wasn’t network. It was Ck who actually called. But who was the anonymous sender of the video? And why was he/she sending it to me?

EPISODE 29

I felt the so humiliated and at the mercy of some freak who had a nude video of me and could decide to put it on air or use it to blackmail me. I thought Ck would use that video to blackmail me into marrying him. I became so sad and regretted even the best things that had happened to me. Anything in the world could happen to me but not a nude video of me being put on air as I thought it would eventually. I called the number that sent the message to me and heard the voice of a lady on the other end. It was a lady who did that.

“Hello, who are you?” I asked. “And how did you get this video?”

“Hey listen to me and listen real good” replied the lady on the phone. “Get your filthy hands of my man or the video I sent you goes public”

“What are you talking about? Who the hell is your man? And what makes you believe I’ve got my hands on him?”

“Quit fooling around b###h! Call off whatever it is you have with Ck ASAP or this video goes on air. Ck is my man but has become a naughty boy recently because of you. I ain’t gonna take that s##t from you no more, so back off!”

“Hello, hello…..

The lady hung up after making her point. I was in hot soup. So Ck had a girl I didn’t know of? And now she thinks I came between them. God knows what she’s going to do with the video if Ck refuses to get back together with her. Pressure came on me and I didn’t know whether to call the lady back or go to Ck with the news. I was also confused as to how she got access to that video. I rushed to Ck with burning anger in my heart and called him out of the cinema.

“I wanna leave Ck. I wanna leave now!”

“What’s up with you girl, the night is still young”

“I said I wanna leave now! I have something I want to talk to you about.” I retorted.

Okay, okay. Let’s leave! Gosh!

I hopped into the car aggressively and frowning my face all the while. I tried my best to withhold myself from pouncing on him in the car to avoid accident of any sort. But as soon as we got to my apartment I began yelling at Ck. He didn’t understand what my anger was about and was trying to get me to let him know what it was all about. We got to my sitting room and I flung my purse and phone on the couch and tuned to Ck as though I wanted to engage him in a fight. I was so furious that Ck drew back as one trying to prevent harm from coming to him from me. He then saw that whatever it was that made me furious was something really serious. He calmed me down and asked what the problem was and I yelled it at him.

“Ck, why the hell did you take a video of me bathing huh? C’mon answer me! Why? And don’t even try to play dumb with me because I know everything now. I actually thought you were a respectable man but it turned out you’re worse than senseless things. Why did you take a video of me bathing?”

“Are you crazy or something? What video are you talking about? Wait a minute; did you bring me here to insult me? How dare you call me names you little brat? Are you out of your mind? Ck retorted.

“Oh, me crazy? Me little brat? Look Ck, there’s no escaping this. You have to explain to me why you called me and recorded a nude video of me without my knowledge. I’m gonna sue you for that, you son of a b###h. I hate you! I hate you!”

“You’re really crazy. I can see that now. I better leave before you drive me nuts with your insanity.”

Ck opened the door to the sitting room and made his way to his car to leave. I followed behind him closely. As Ck opened the door of his car to enter inside, I grabbed a gun from one of my securities standing by and pointed it at Ck with a determination to kill in my eyes. Ck paused and all the securities pulled out their guns but put it down at my order. I stated to them that I had scores to settle with Ck. There were my securities anyway and where bound to protect me at all times, but Ck was not just any guy to deal carelessly with. So the security guards just stood still and watched the drama, also trying to talk me into putting down the gun before I hurt someone or myself.

I made it clear to Ck that I was going to shoot him if he didn’t explain to me why he took a video of me and circulated it without my knowledge. Ck walked towards me bravely as though not afraid of the gun in my hand. I had to show him how serious I was by pulling the trigger into the air three times before pointing it back at him. That infused great fear into him and he started talking.

Oge, I swear with my life that I know nothing of what you’re talking about. How could I have taken a video of you in the bathroom? Have I ever been around you when you’re in the shower? How then could I have done that?”

“Bloody liar! You skyped me when I was in Nigeria and I picked the call unknowingly. Instead of dropping the call when you found I was bathing, you left it running so you could feed you lustful eyes on my bare body. And like the p#####t you are, you went ahead to record it and even distributed it to your hoes. Now you stand here and dare to deny it? I’m gonna blow you brains out if you don’t give me an explanation right now.”

The moment I said that, I pulled the trigger again into the air once more. I had never handled a gun before, but how I managed to pull the trigger amazed me. I guess my anger and bitterness provoked the monster in me to action. Believe me, I was ready to shoot Ck in the head that night and spend the rest of my life in jail. After all, my nude video was to put on air anytime, and that to me was like a lifetime in jail. I saw Ck shivering, sweating, and even shedding tears as he explained to me that he knew nothing about the allegations I labeled on him. His acts were so convincing. But I saw the video, and it was he who called me the day what appeared in that video actually took place in reality. I concluded Ck wasn’t going to speak and I held tightly to the gun, ready to pull the last trigger that would send him to his perverted ancestors. But before I could do that, I heard sounds of siren approaching. It was the police. A neighbor had heard the gun shots and called the cops. I still wanted to shoot Ck before the cops got to me but I heard one of them who had already been there waiting for back up say to me; put down the gun ma’am. This whole place is surrounded by the FBI and there is no where you’re gonna escape if you do anything ugly. What the cop said meant nothing to me. I was ready for any consequences Ck’s murder would attract. But when I saw Ck crying for his life as he pronounced his innocence unceasingly, I got soft. Why would he risk his life by not wanting to spill out a truth I had found out already? He must be a bl0*dy blatant liar. And when he got on his knees, begging me to please spare his life and promising to stand by me until the perpetrator of the act I accused him of was brought to book, I slowly lowered the gun in my hand. Before my hands were completely lowered, the security I got the gun from rushed to me and collected the gun from me. The police came and arrested me, charging me for attempted murder.

Ck told the cops not to take me in. He explained to them that the whole thing was a misunderstanding. The police were bent on taking me in until Ck told them he wasn’t pressing any charges against me. There was a little augment between them, but the police later let it be. I was flabbergasted at Ck’s actions. What the hell did he think he was doing? Did he think he could just get me to forget about the whole thing like that? I, Ck and one of the police officers got into my sitting room for a talk. I explained everything to them and Ck swore not having anything to do with the video. As a matter of fact, he said the only time he got to talk to me the day the video was recorded was later in the day after calling me severally without getting any response. I was confused. I didn’t understand what he was trying to say. “You mean you only got to talk to me later that day?” I asked. “Yes of course”, Ck replied. “Who then called when I answered unknowingly and left it on while I continued bathing?” The three of us looked inquisitively at each other and Ck asked; “who did you say the caller was again?” “Your girl. She said she’s your girl.” “d##n it! I should have known” Ck said.

“What?” the police asked Ck.

“There’s this girl who’s been bugging me. She has always wanted to be my girl but I don’t love her. I just let her be nothing but a friend to me, but she needed more. I didn’t bother myself with her because I thought she was going to leave when she saw it wasn’t working out. I didn’t know it would come to this.”

“And she thinks Oge is the reason why you’ve been avoiding her, and now she wants to have her pound of flesh by making the video go public. We have to stop her, and we have to do that real quick” the police said.

“But how in the world did she have that video?”

No one, even Ck seemed to know how that silly girl got the video. I still believed Ck recorded the video and was just trying to cover his a#s by putting up that entire act. Well, I was determined to get to the root of the matter. The police man demanded to have a look at the video to confirm my accusations were correct but I refused to show it to him. He demanded to see the video if the investigation must take place, saying he must be sure they’re fighting a noble cause. And he also had to be sure I wasn’t just trying to get at Ck for some reason by labeling false accusation against Ck. I saw that there was no way to get him to forget about the video, so I demanded that a female officer took a look at the video and confirm the content to be true. How could I have shown my bare body to the longing eyes of those boys scout who called themselves FBI. For all I care, some of them would have just taken advantage of the situation to have a look at what the me under my dress looks like. A female officer was called upon to confirm the content of the video and she did, after which I made sure no one else but me had access to the video. Of course that b###h who called me had it too.

While we were still planning on how to capture her, she called me for the second time that night to continue threatening me to leave Ck else she was going to put the video on air. I had put the phone on speaker so everyone could hear her talk. It was then that they all were sure of all I had been telling them. The FBI brought a plan by which she could be captured and the video retrieved and done away with. He asked me to tell her I had broken up with Ck. If she believed I had broken up with Ck, she’ll want to draw near to him and win him over. It was a good plan and Ck bought it. I didn’t understand how he intended to vindicate himself when the girl was caught. Maybe he was hoping the police would believe him over the girl when he denied not having anything to do with the video.

The next day I spoke with the girl again, sounding so afraid of what she could do with the video as I told her I had broken up with Ck. Ck pretended to be heart broken and the girl paid him a visit to console and win him over. Just as planned, she was captured in Ck’s house before she got to Ck and the video was retrieved. Only the female officers were allowed to view and confirm that the video was in the device she had with her. After that, interrogation began.

“Who are you?” the cops asked.

“Let go off me you assholes! Let me go” the girl screamed.

“You wanna play tough girl? We can do this the easy way or the hard way, it’s your call. But I promise you aren’t gonna like the hard way b###h! Now give me a d##n answer! Who the hell are you?”

“My name is Mariana”

“And why are you blackmailing this lady?”

“I’m not blackmailing her. She stole my man from me!”

“And who the hell is your man?”

“Ck of course. This b###h stole him from me and she’s gonna pay for it”

Ck was asked to affirm her claims on him as her man and he denied. He told everyone she had always wanted an affair with him but he declined. The girl started ranting and was man handled by the cops. When Ck cleared himself of all her claims, the police man turned to Mariana and asked; HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET THAT VIDEO?

EPISODE 30

The girl refused to say anything. The cops threatened thunder and brimstone, yet, she said nothing. She kept looking at everyone angrily and spitting out angry words and threats. She was arrested and taken to the station for further questioning and investigation. This Mariana of a girl was tall, skinny and beautiful. I didn’t understand why she stooped so low to do such a thing because of man. Or was it because she he was a star?

I quickly demanded that the video be deleted, but the cops insisted for it to be kept in case the whole thing became a matter for the court to handle. It would serve as evidence. I agreed but insisted on keeping the video myself to prevent it from spreading, and so was it. The cops left with the girl to the station and got I and Ck’s contacts in case they needed our attention, and also to keep us posted on the situation of things. It was just I and Ck left afterwards. We took convenient sitting positions opposite each other, looking firmly into each other’s eyes.

“You know Mariana is going to say something sooner or later, don’t you?” I asked Ck.

“So?” Isn’t that what we all want?”

“Stop fooling around Ck. We all know you recorded that video. Maybe she stole it from your computer or something, but you recorded it, and the cops will come for you as soon as she talks.”

“I thought we’ve been through this before?” Ck flared up. I didn’t do anything. I didn’t take any video! Can’t you understand?”

“Hey stop screaming at me?” I retorted. If you didn’t do it, then how the hell did she get a video of me on the day you called me huh?” its better you tell me everything, and I might just decide not to press charges against your sorry a#s.”

“I’ve had enough of this madness! Since you don’t want to believe me, then suit yourself!”

Ck walked out on me and I followed behind him nagging. I just wanted him to tell me the truth. Was that too much to ask? I wasn’t even going to sue him for it if he told me the truth and why he did it, but he wouldn’t. He kept telling me he’s innocent. Because of his actions towards me, I despised him and prayed that Mariana tells the cops the truth so they could arrest Ck for committing such a blonder.

I paid Mariana a visit to try and persuade her to talk to the police. As far as I was concerned, Ck recorded the video. She was just a victim of circumstance. I didn’t need any further prove. All I wanted was for Mariana to let the cops in on the truth so that Ck would face the consequences of his actions. Instead, Mariana kept cursing me and telling me how my presence in the US ruined her life. According to her, she had worked so hard to gain Ck’s love over the years, even before I came to America for the first time. But my coming to America distracted Ck’s attention from her. And the only way she thought she could get back Ck’s attention was eliminating me, but she wouldn’t shed the bl0*d of another, so she resorted to blackmail.

I kept persuading her to say more. I wish she could just skip to the part that linked Ck to the video. I had my phone recorder on, recording our conversation in case she told me anything she wouldn’t tell the police. “You ruined my life”, she continued. I curse the day you came to America. I hate myself so much for having not put that video online. At least by doing that, neither you nor I would have Ck, because I don’t think he would want anything to do with a girl whose nude video trended on the internet. Now here I am. No Ck, no video, and I gonna go to jail. She started crying as she was lamenting and I took great pity on her. I understood her position. I too am a woman. I knew exactly how she felt. It was then that I got emotional and started telling her I wasn’t in love with Ck. I told her everything about my Prince and made her understand I was only freely hanging out with Ck because my Prince was nowhere to be found.

I succeeded in getting her to believe the truth about everything, and I could see relieve in her eyes. All the while she thought I was the devil, but now she knew better. She apologized for her actions, explaining to me that she was acting out of frustration. I accepted her apology and consoled her with encouraging words. But then I told her Ck doesn’t deserve a lady like her. “If he had the nerve to record such video of me, who knows what he might do to you if you guys get together?” I asked. She paused and was speechless for a while, and I asked; why are you like that?

“Ck didn’t record the video” said Mariana.

“What?” I exclaimed with a confusing look. “What do you mean Ck didn’t record the video? C’mon, he called me. I saw his face stuck to the screen. Why would you say that? Are you that crazy for him? Even with the situation you are in because of him?”

“I’m crazy for him, YES. But that’s not the point. I know what I’m saying. He didn’t record the video.

“You expect me to believe that? If he didn’t, who did?”

“I did”

“What?”

I was with Ck the day he called you. He and his friends were out swimming in his pool when I came visiting him in the company of my friends as well. We all jumped into the pool and started playing volleyball. It was almost like each of his friends had each of mine to hook up with. I had Ck to hook up with as well. Of course I wouldn’t do so with any other but him. The fun was blazing hot when Ck hopped out of the pool and went inside. I thought he went in to get a drink or something, but when he stayed longer than usual, I decided to check on him only to find him all dressed and ready to leave for a destination unknown to me. He didn’t notice my presence behind him in his sitting room when he rang you to probably have a word or two. After several ignored rings, he left his PC and entered inside to get his car keys. I stood there frustrated and angry that the guy I was yearning for, left me to call another girl. That was when I thought of calling you to warn you to stay away from him. But when you picked up the call, I saw you bathing without even saying a word. My heart was filled with rage and jealousy at that point because I thought he called to watch you display your beautiful body to him. I thought he called to flirt with you, and seeing you naked made me think you were all ready and waiting for his call. It really seemed like you two had been doing that all along, judging from the way you picked the call and left it running without even checking to see who the caller was. It appeared as though you knew it was no one else but Ck.

That was when I decided to record the call and use it against Ck. I programmed the call to show his picture instead of video to prevent you from seeing who was really on this other end. I then transferred the video from Ck’s computer to my phone. Like I said, my original intention was to use the video against Ck if he continued to treat me like he wasn’t noticing the feelings I made apparent to him. It was when you landed at the US again that I thought otherwise. My friends advise me to put the video online. They said that would make Ck see you as a s##t and get rid of you. But I thought it wise to warn you first before doing that. That was why I called you. It was back at Ck’s house the day I got arrested that I knew you and Ck weren’t doing what I thought you were doing. Now I hate myself for everything.

I was stunned to hear that from Mariana. So Ck wasn’t guilty after all. It was Mariana all the while. As much as I wanted the perpetrator of that act to be brought to justice, I couldn’t bear to see Mariana suffer because of something she did out of jealousy for the one she loved. I told Mariana I was going to withdraw my charges against her. She didn’t believe me when I said that. “The cops won’t let it slide just like that.” she said. “Don’t worry, I’m going to tell them it was just a misunderstanding and that there was no video.” “That won’t work, not when they have the video” she replied.

I gave a cool smile and Mariana asked what was funny. “They don’t have the video, I do.”

Mariana was glad about the whole thing. But she asked why I was doing all that for her after all she did and intended to do to me. I replied telling her that a woman would go to any length to keep the man she loves. Mariana broke down in tears and thanked me profusely for understanding the reason behind her actions. I consoled her again, and we began scheming on what to tell the police and make them withdraw the case. “Where’s the video” Mariana asked. “In my phone” I answered. “Why do you ask?” I asked. “Delete it” Mariana said sharply. “Good idea” I replied and brought out my phone and deleted the video. Finally, there was no such video again in the planet.

I called to the cops and demanded the release of Mariana. They questioned me and I told them she hadn’t done anything wrong to me and doesn’t deserve to be in custody without any prove of the crime she committed. “What about the video?” the cops asked. “What video?” I replied. It was clear to the cops that I had withdrawn my charges against Mariana and gotten rid of the evidence that proved her guilty. What they didn’t understand was why. So they concluded we had discovered ourselves to be lesbians during the course of our conversation and couldn’t afford to be apart from each other. d##n LESBIANS! They called us.

We went straight to Ck’s place from the police station. Luckily for us, he was around. His eyes were filled with amazement on seeing I and Mariana together. He was short of words, while I and Mariana where just discussing and laughing like childhood friends. he waited for an explanation without asking for it, but we continued our little chit chat right in front of him like he wasn’t there. Then suddenly he broke his silence;

“I’m kind of lost here. Can someone be kind enough to tell me what’s going on?”

“I was almost beginning to think you weren’t gonna ask” I replied.

“Alright, I have, now start talking.

Everything was explained to Ck’s understanding, and I seized that opportunity to finally declare to Ck that I wasn’t in love with him and couldn’t be no matter how hard I tried. I brought the issue of my prince to the table again, and this time, Ck saw how inseparable I and my prince really were. Right there he apologized to Mariana and professed love to her. What? Was I really the one standing between them? I thanked God for the turnout of things. At least everyone was happy at the end. Everyone but me. My price was still miles and miles away from me. I prayed that I find him soon. I’m still hoping to receive the answer to that prayer.

After Ck professed love to Mariana, he held her by the hand and led her away to some other part of the building. I stood there watching them as they walked romantically away. Mariana turned at intervals to smile at me. She then whispered the words “I OWE YOU” to me. I gave her a buzz, and before I knew it, there were lost from my eyes. Where in the world was he taking her to? Well, good luck to them.

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