LIFE AS HE KNOWS (Chapter 6)

Blog_Life As He Knows ItDele stared with disbelief at the newcomer. He had almost choked on his beer when their eyes met. What the fuck was Tunde doing here?

“Hey, Tunde!” hollered Kola when he spotted his colleague and bustled over to hug him. “Aww, you shouldn’t have,” he said as Tunde, with a shaky smile, handed him the card and bottle of wine. He was still rattled by the sight of Dele on the other side of the room.

“Oh good, there’s someone I want you to meet,” Kola suddenly burst out before shepherding Tunde toward where Dele stood.

Dele watched as the two men approached. He wasn’t sure how to react. He wanted to remain stony and maybe a bit cold, but he also just wanted to pull Tunde in a fierce hug. Since he deleted him online, he had missed him terribly, but his pride had been too hurt for him to reconnect with him. Tunde calling him a fag were words that stung him more than usual, because they came from someone he was falling for, and he had reflexively retreated into his shell.

Kola began once they came close to Dele. “Tunde, meet my brother –”

“Dele,” Tunde said.

“Tunde,” Dele replied a bit curtly. His eyes searched Tunde’s face for something. He wasn’t sure what it was, but something nonetheless. Continue reading

THAT ROMANCE THAT ENDED TOO SOON

article-0-0281364A000005DC-441_468x274It all started from my Facebook Catfish Account, you know, that Facebook account that belongs to you but bears a false identity and all your sexy, slutty pictures through which you flirt uninhibited with all the brothers out there without fear of being outed.

He had been there on my friend list, and we never paid any attention to each other. Then one fateful day, the 12th of September 2012, I spontaneously said ‘Hi’ and he responded. We got to chatting and the spark and chemistry flowing between us on the very first day was what you will describe as Virtual Love at First Sight. We soon began chatting like we had known each other for years. He told me all about him and I told him all about me. And he was gorgeous – twenty-three, kinda tall, dark, muscular, with broad shoulders, a perfect set of white teeth, luscious lips, and very kind eyes. I melted as I rummaged through his Facebook pictures.

This was the perfect man for me, I thought to myself. Continue reading