MY MISTAKE Episode 3

We got to the party around 1:30pm. It seems the party was organized by Adejoke’s final year student (last party). They don’t want the event to be too crowded that was why they insisted that you must come along with your guy/babe and I guess it really makes the party more interesting.

Lots of beautiful faces (guys/babes). Adejoke was busy introducing me to her friends but the girls that got my attention were Motunrayo and Nk. Their name sank in my head (like super glue) when Adejoke introduced us.

I was not with a wrist watch…. so I brought out my phone to check the time (2:45pm). I now saw that I had 2 missed calls and a text message (all from Damilola)… the text reads “I’m sorry about my behaviour today. just don’t know what came over me. I’m missing you…

don’t do things I wouldn’t do. ‘love you'”.

I put back the phone in my pocket as Adejoke approaches, and she proposed that we danced.

Me: I don’t know how to dance… I don’t want to dance

Adejoke: you are joking right!

Me: (Smiling)… okay lets dance.

We moved to the dance floor while the DJ was busy blasting Roll it by p-square. Adejoke was amazing on the dance floor (no wonder she insisted on dancing with me… shioo). She really roll out her bums that really makes me to think that Kaffy is a learner. She pressed her body all over me and I was really sweating and enjoying myself until a guy from her department excused her for a dance. As I was about to step aside, a girl just grabbed my hands and requested for a dance. Wanted to say no until I saw her face to be Motunrayo (my lucky day).

Motunrayo is another epitome of beauty. She’s not as tall as Adejoke but much lighter than her. If there’s something that attracts me to her, I guessed it is her bossom… so big and very conspicuous. While we danced, we chitchat :

Me: I wouldn’t have danced if it is another girl that ask me to

Motunrayo: why?

Me: I couldn’t resist such a beautiful damsel requesting for a dance when I’m not Mr Nigeria

Motunrayo: (Smiling) you are funny.

Me: Funny ke… I’m serious. The very moment I saw you. I wished I am your boyfriend. I go dey proud well well.

Motunrayo: if Adejoke catch you hen

Me: (Naija girls with their silly ways of asking if you have a girlfriend).

No ooo. She’s my childhood friend and a very close one at that.

Motunrayo: guys will always be guys

Me: meaning…..? should I call her so that she can testify to that? (scanning for Adejoke).

Motunrayo: no need….

Me: can I have your digit?

Motunrayo: sure… 08059******

Me: thanks… (Flashed her number to be sure). I think I have to be going now. Almost 5:30pm now.

Motunrayo: thanks for the dance

Me: it’s my pleasure because you really made the party worth thinking about. (moved closer to her and peck her on her cheek)

Then I moved away. Turning on my searching mode. “Adejoke”. I saw her and I silently told her that we have to be going. She was surprised when I told her the time. Thank God for our Parents, I am very sure that she wouldn’t complied leaving because the party is interesting.

We left the party very hungry. it’s one of those school party that it’s only drink that would be surplus. I still have the money that I intended using for Damilola. I suggested that we get something from KFC…. We got some snacks and Vanilla Ice cream. Got some for Damilola too. I paid. We sat down to eat our food while we chitchat.

Adejoke: thank you very much… you don spend money oooo, on top say na me invite you.

Me: (Smiling) it’s okay! I really enjoyed myself, you deserve the accolades

Adejoke: Hmnnnn! You are hot you know…. people kept asking me about you. I told them you are my friend.

Me: really

Adejoke: yeah… Nk even requested for your number and I gave it to her.

Me: why na? You supposed ask me na

Adejoke: mabinu… she insisted since I told them that you are available. I’m sorry. Besides I saw the way you were looking at her when I introduced you people.

Me: (dis gal na witch oo) it’s okay. Let’s rush up and leave.

We finished eating and I carried Damilola’s takeaway with me.

We got to her house around 7pm. I envisage to enter so as to say hello to Damilola (I dey fear). We met her mum in the living room. We both chorus our greeting.

Me&Adejoke: Eku ile ma

Mummy K: Ekabo… look at the time you people are coming back.

Adejoke: we are sorry ma.. It’s the traffic. Ema binu

Mummy K: and Richard… you now see Adejoke for only a day… you now forget your friend Damilola abi

Me: it’s not like that ma…. we explained to her when going (feeling guilty). that’s even why I entered to say hello before heading home. Is she in her room ma?

Mummy K: Yes…. and you Adejoke, go and off all those things you put on and come and assist me in the kitchen.

Adejoke: Yes mummy (not happy)

I left for her room reciting short prayer within me. I knocked but got no response. I entered and I saw her sleeping. I knew that she’s not sleeping, maybe she dint just want to see me. I called out her name “Damilola”… she replied.. yes. You guys are back.

Me: Yes… I got you some snacks and ice cream. (handling over the nylon to her)

Damilola: thank you.

Me: I’m sorry about everything today. It’s something I’m even ashamed of thinking over again.

Damilola: it’s okay… just that a lot went through my mind today. and if this is what being in love is all about ; I think I can’t stand it. Today was hell.

Me: I’m sorry…. it’s almost 8:00pm… I think I got to start going… will call you in the night to explain how the party went to you. (kiss her on a lips)

Damilola: Okay… let me see you off.

We got to the gate and I waved her good night. I got home 8:12pm.

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