Well, it wasn’t easy coming by the answer to that question. “There’s only one way to find out” I thought to myself. And that was attending Ogechi’s house party with disguised looks. There I would ask her some sensitive questions that would clear my doubt on whether or not she still truly loved me like back in the days. YES!! That was indeed a wise one.
I summoned Cynthia and told her I needed to take a trip to Oklahoma City. “Why do you want to go there? Are you tired of seeing me around? Cynthia asked. “Not all.” I replied. I think I need to change my environment for a little bit. Who knows? I might regain my true self if I do so” I said, acknowledging Cynthia’s suspicion of me not being alright. Cynthia wouldn’t prevent anything that would put me in the state she wanted me in, so she consented, though she insisted on coming with me. After a little argument about that, she let go. Three days later, I left for Oklahoma.
Looking out from the cab that was taking me to a hotel from the airport, I saw a lot pretty things about Oklahoma City, one of them being Ogechi’s pictures on billboards. I saw about three of that before I got to the hotel. I arrived a day to Ogechi’s house party. After checking in and freshening up, I decided to take a little tour around Oklahoma and take some pictures. It was a wonderful time out. I visited the zoo and museum briefly and then proceeded to Ogechi’s residence so that I wouldn’t find it difficult knowing my way around the next day when it was time to party. We got there and I was stunned by the magnificent building Ogechi had purchased for herself. It had a garden and a swimming pool. Well, those were all I could see from outside. I’ll get to see more when it was time for the party. The taxi driver drove me back to my hotel. I got to my room and changed into my pajamas, after which Cynthia crossed my mind and I called her.
“Hi J” she greeted.
“Hello Cynthia, how are you doing?” I asked.
“I’m sick” she replied.
“What’s wrong?” I asked
“I can’t stand your absence” she replied.
“C’mon Cynthia, I’ll be back before you know it”
“Promise?” she asked,
“Promise” I replied.
She then cheered up and we engaged in a very long conversation like we hadn’t talked to each other in the last two years. As a matter of fact, I slept on the call. Even at that, her call woke me up by 8am the next day and we switched to skype while freshening up on both ends. It was a really cool thing to do. After 9am we stopped our call and I started preparing for Ogechi’s party like it was set to begin the next hour, though it was set to begin by 4pm. I was nervous till 4pm and had talked with Cynthia five times for not less than thirty minutes before it was 4pm. I disguised myself with Fela Anikuti’s kind afro and covered my eyes with dark shades. Put on an old school suit and carried a staff as though supporting myself with it. When I consulted the mirror and found that even I couldn’t recognize myself I was convinced Ogechi would also not be able recognize me. I borrowed the disguise strategy from Cynthia.
It had been three hours into Ogechi’s house party and the whole place was fool of superstars, some of which were present at the movie premier I and Cynthia attended back at Regina. It was a good thing I disguised myself. Ogechi was just welcoming people as they came, and out of all who went there, I never saw anyone who showed up solo. I was the only one who went there alone. She came the moment she saw me and welcomed me, not knowing my true identity. I thanked her and she left immediately because she had many people to welcome and would not spend a longer time than necessary with one person except an exceptional big shot.
When it was 11pm some people were left outside to continue partying while Ogechi and her superstar friends remained at the VIP section. During her last TV program she had promised to talk about her relationship and other personal matters to some set of people. The VIP section was where that was going to happen and not all were allowed in. Not all even knew that something like that was going to happen there. Everyone involved had gotten in and the security stood firm at the door post to make sure that not even a spirit entered in again. Nevertheless, I went to the security and tried to sweet talk them into letting me in to no avail. I suddenly forgot that I was in America and brought out some tips to give to the security so that they would allow me in, and that pissed them off. They pounced on my and I screamed because of the pain they inflicted on me. That caught the attention of the VIPs’ and they rushed out to see what was going on. Ogechi didn’t come out with them. She had been taken to a safe zone like she was the president of the United States, to keep from her from harm in case it was an attack on her. When they found it was just a poor loner like I appeared, they relaxed and sent me away. But I refused to leave, explaining to them that I was Ogechi’s fan from the start and traveled all the way from Regina to be a part of that discussion. They thought I was from the press and wanted to come and get her private life details and publish on the newspapers for the sake of money but confirmed otherwise after they searched me for wires and the likes but couldn’t find it, yet they didn’t let me in. Ogechi finally showed up and I explained everything to her in a way and manner she could not resist. She was my girlfriend. I knew the right words and actions she stood helpless against. So I narrated to her how I took a long trip down just to see and hear her talk about her relationship after years of longing to see her unsuccessfully. “It would be unfair to send me away after all I’ve been through to be here” I said. There was something strange about me to her which she couldn’t figure out. If I had knelt down, she would have suspected or even known it was me, so I didn’t. However, she told them to let me in but keep a close watch on me.
She began her talk with jokes about how she used to be afraid of having an affair because her mother told her that boys would only come and steal her heart away. She didn’t understand what her mum meant by that. She thought the boys were going to murder her and pluck out her heart from her chest. She dropped that fear after she graduated from secondary school and got admission into the university. She told everyone she had longed to have an affair with a guy who truly cared about her all her days in secondary school but was afraid because of what her mum told her. So when she got into the university, she promised to find herself just the right guy who was going to give her the treatment she desired without taking advantage of her. It wasn’t easy to find such guys, she continued; stating how about seven guys she willingly gave her heart to, proved to be undeserving of it by seeing her as a little girl that was perfect for nothing more than s-x. “It was a good thing they didn’t have their ways with me” she said. Even the guy that finally gave her the kind of love and care she needed still had a flaw. He cared about Ogechi, was always there for her, couldn’t bear to see to see her unhappy and all that. But he was discovered to have been double dating. Ogechi said his explanation was that he couldn’t bear not making out with Ogechi, so he had to find himself someone to serve that purpose while Ogechi remained his queen. Ogechi never mentioned that she excluded making out from her relationships, neither did she affirm that she permitted it. But the guy thought she wouldn’t go well with that idea, probably because of the way she carried herself.
I was just sitting there listening and waiting for it to get to my turn so that I would hear what she was going to say about me and judge if she’s been telling the truth all along of if she was just telling them super stories. Finally it got to my turn.
“All I have told you were just to make you understand why it took me that long to find myself the right kind of guy for me. Now is time for the real deal. The prince charming you all want to hear about will be my topic for the rest of the night. Like I said, it is a long story, and a whole night is not enough time to say all there is about it. But I’ll try to mention the most important aspects of my relationship with my prince charming whom I have so missed.” Ogechi said that putting her right hand on her chest and smiling as though reminiscing on a good experience. She then started talking.
“He’s a Nigerian like me but from the southern part of the country. I met him one night under a chaotic atmosphere sleeping. I was supposed to look for a way to get out of there before I got caught by the police who were randomly arresting people. But a force stronger than I could resist compelled me to stop and wake him up. Of course I shouldn’t have left him there like that but I sure was going to if not for the force that stopped me. To my greatest surprise, he started weeping when I woke him up, thinking that the reason for the chaos was the end of the world. He begged God to forgive him and it struck me that he was a Christian that was expecting the second coming of Jesus Christ. But the environment was too hot for me to try and get acquainted with him like I longed to. I brought it to his notice that the world had not ended, but that it was the police. He rejoiced greatly on hearing that and thereafter devised a means by which we escaped, after asking for my name” the crowd laughed and clapped.
He took me to a hotel room, she continued; where I had expected the animal in him to awaken when the hours of the night got ungodly. All I could do was pray in my heart that he should be knocked out by the kind of sleep that visited Adam when Eve was created. That guy refused to sleep. Instead, he was up watching TV endlessly. When I saw that he wouldn’t stop watching TV, I turned the TV off and asked him to join me in prayer and he consented immediately. I was surprise, but I hid all my emotions in order to appear brave.
All through the night, I slept with one eye open in case he got curious and decided to find out what my body could do to his system. Honestly, I had expected him to do that. He looked like someone who would want to do that. In the middle of the night I woke up and turned on the light to check him out. He was deeply asleep with his face pressed against his pillow. It was clear that the guy was more interested in catching a good night sleep than anything else in the whole world. It was later that I got to find out from him that he had not slept in a bed for the past one month. Then I understood why he slept that much. While I was still looking at him that night and wondering what made such a rough looking guy with beards all over his face sleep with such calm on a bed with a girl like me, I heard a voice say; “DO YOU WANT ME TO HELP YOU RELAX?” Oh my gosh!! It was his voice. The guy wasn’t sleeping!!!
TO BE CONTINUED…