THE PERFECT MAN Episode 21 'Hello, is anybody home?' 'Kamsi,' she called out I was full of regret and shame. I couldn't tell which one hurt more; the fact that Bryan had called or that Nneka was going to walk in on me and Olumide. I debated between walking out to meet her and allowing her to walk in on us. I looked at Olumide, the thin sheet hugging his waist was the only thing that shielded his weapon of mass destruction. My hesitation proved my downfall as Nneka walked into the room. 'Blood of Jesus,' she screamed. Tbc


Such a drama queen. I was in sin and she had to call Jesus to come witness. I couldn't look at her. Olumide groaned and woke up in the process.

'Nneka meet Olumide.'

I saw the silent disappointment in her eyes. She looked at his hair: the hair I had pulled on multiple times, and then the tattoo on his chest. He saw the way she looked at him and pulled the sheets closer

'Oops, not actually dressed to meet anybody, but hey, it's nice to finally put a face to name,' he remarked

'I'll wait for you downstairs,' Nneka replied, ignoring him while addressing me.

I still couldn't lift my face as she walked out of my room. Olumide touched my face, lifting it up.

'Hey.'

'Hey,' I replied

'We good?'

He could sense the shift in me. I was quite sad. I didn't expect them to meet this way.

'Yea, we good.'

'I know it might be too soon kamsi, but I just want you to know I'm here for the long haul babe.'

'You are?'

This was what I was hoping to avoid. I didn't want him to fall for me. Then he said the dreaded words next

'Yes Kamsi, I am. I love you.'

I smiled. So cliché. Men were so predictable. After a bout of coitus, the next thing was a proclamation of love. Well I didn't love him, at least not yet.

'I need to go speak with Nneka, so get dressed. There's water in the refrigerator and there's food in the kitchen. Feel at home. I'll be back.'

Putting on my shirt, I slid from the bed. There was an angry person waiting for me downstairs. I thought about Bryan and what his call signified. Did he miss me? Did he want me back? All these thoughts flooded my head as I walked down the stairs. Nneka was seated on the sofa, tapping her feet. She looked up as soon as she heard me approaching.

'Really kamsi, the complicated relationship status has become an avenue to jump into bed with a total stranger?'

'He's not a stranger.'

'You all but met him a week ago,' she was screaming now

'It doesn't matter. And for your information it was 3 weeks ago.'

'Of course, it matters Kamsi.'

'Forgive me, I didn't know there was a time line on when to hop into bed with someone.'

'You know what I mean kamsi. Don't play dumb. How well do you know this guy? Ok, what's his surname?'

'Adebayo or Olubayo. What's the point?'

'Exactly. The point is that you should at least know the correct surname of the person you intend screwing or in your case, screwed.'

'It doesn't matter, remember he's yoruba.'

'Kamsi, you're quite funny. Your father point black turned down a white man and you think he's gonna welcome a yoruba man with open arms? In case you didn't know, when it comes to the race scale, being white outranks yoruba,' she said, glaring at me

'Meaning?'

'Meaning that your father would rather accept Bryan than Olumide abi na Olamide. And it's crazy to think that you do not know.'

'Nneka you are shouting. I'm standing in front of you and the guy is just upstairs.'

'Why won't I shout ehn, why won't I. That wasn't fair to Bryan.'

'Babe pls relax. You are overreacting, Olumide is just a fling. Nothing more.'

'Wow.'

Nneka and I both turned around. Olumide was coming down the stairs. Apparently he had overheard the whole exchange.

'I am just a fling, wow.'

'No, no, I didn't mean it that way,' I replied.

'Wow kamsi, just wow.'

'It was nice meeting you Nneka. And just to correct you, yoruba is a tribe, not a race.'

He then took his leave. I went after him immediately. This night was so not going the way I planned. I planned to have a shower after sex and lick ice cream. Now Bryan was calling, Nneka was screaming and Olumide was... I pulled his sleeve

'Olumide wait.'

He turned around

'I'm here Kamsi, what else do you have to say.'

'Chill Mide, I didn't mean it that way.'

'So humour me kamsi, what way did you mean it exactly.'

'You won't understand,' I replied

'I'm here, make me understand. Tell me who Bryan is. Tell me something, anything.'

'I can't. I want to, but I can't.'

'Yea, I get that. Well for what it's worth, I really meant what I said. But since I mean nothing g to you, have a nice life,' he said, his voice flat.

He walked to his car and turned around.

'My surname is Adebayo.'

He then got in his car and drove off. My phone started ringing again. It was Bryan. I couldn't pick it. He would detect the regret behind my voice. I walked back in

'Where is he,' Nneka asked

'He has gone, hope you are happy?'

'I'm also going, but my advice to you is to get serious. You are no longer a kid. Anyways, Bryan reached me on Facebook. I was the person that gave him your number, he didn't have it, that's why he didn't call.'

She got up and left. I was all alone. No Bryan, no Olumide, not even Nneka.
_

My parents came back three weeks later. It surprised me to realise I had missed them. Since the sexual encounter with Olumide, I had been lonely. He didn't try to reach me since he drove away. I couldn't blame him, I was the one who called him a fling, like it was nothing. I didn't deserve him, neither did I deserve Bryan. I had still not picked his call and I couldn't bring myself to pick it. I had cheated on him, on our memories. I didn't deserve him.

'Nne, is there any problem,' my mum asked, after watching me exist like a zombie for days

'No mum, I'm fine. Why do u ask?'

'You've been moping since we came back from the village. Did anything happen while we were away?'

I looked at my mum, I wished I could I tell her everything truthfully. But she was my mum, there was a limit to what she was supposed to know. I shrugged and answered in the negative. Nothing was wrong.

I reached for my laptop. It had been long I stalked Bryan. I had been away since Olumide. I switched it on and logged into Facebook. My message icon was red, a new message. I clicked it, it was from Bryan.

'Baby pls forgive me and pick your call. I'm going insane over here. Please, I'm sorry.'

I became amgry. Now he was going insane. The whole time he had been blanket silent, he didn't know how insane I had been. If he had called me or sent me a message on facebook, the whole saga with Olumide wouldn't have happened. Now he was insane, he wanted to talk. Well, i wasn't ready to talk. My phone started ringing again. It was Bryan as usual. He had called more then 10 times already and it wasn't noon yet. I cut the call and replied his message on Facebook instead.

'I'm so sorry too.'

Then I did what I should have done a long time ago. I blocked him on Facebook. Tbc
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THE PERFECT MAN Episode 21 'Hello, is anybody home?' 'Kamsi,' she called out I was full of regret and shame. I couldn't tell which one hurt more; the fact that Bryan had called or that Nneka was going to walk in on me and Olumide. I debated between walking out to meet her and allowing her to walk in on us. I looked at Olumide, the thin sheet hugging his waist was the only thing that shielded his weapon of mass destruction. My hesitation proved my downfall as Nneka walked into the room. 'Blood of Jesus,' she screamed. Tbc THE PERFECT MAN 
Episode 21

'Hello, is anybody home?'

'Kamsi,' she called out

I was full of regret and shame. I couldn't tell which one hurt more; the fact that Bryan had called or that Nneka was going to walk in on me and Olumide. I debated between walking out to meet her and allowing her to walk in on us. I looked at Olumide, the thin sheet hugging his waist was the only thing that shielded his weapon of mass destruction. My hesitation proved my downfall as Nneka walked into the room.

'Blood of Jesus,' she screamed.  Tbc Reviewed by De SOUL ENERGIZER on July 15, 2017 Rating: 5

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