I met T. in 2016 when I was posted to a branch of a multinational company that hired me to work as a technician. We weren’t exactly best of friends, but we shared similar experiences and ways of thinking. I like the fact that he was much older than me. It gave me the opportunity to learn some life lessons from him.

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Along the line, I resigned from the company to start my own business. It was a risk that paid off. The business turned out far better than I anticipated. Life was good. Soon, I only remembered my life as an employee in bits and pieces. Every time those memories came to me, T. was the one person I thought of the most.

Years later, fate brought T. back into my life. Our reunion was effortless.

“Bro, it’s good to see you again,” I said to him.

“Charley, I dey o. Where have you been?” He responded.

We picked up our friendship right from that moment. This time around, our bond got stronger. The bromance we shared was enviable.

I have often heard people say, when a strong bond between two men breaks, it’s usually because of money or a woman. I didn’t think it was true until it happened to us. In our case, it was a woman who came between us.

It all started the day T shared a photo on his WhatsApp status. It was about someone selling fresh yoghurt. I asked him where I could get some to buy and he gave me a number to call if I wanted to place an order. That’s how I met Pamela.

She delivered the yoghurt herself. I wasn’t expecting that, but when she showed up, I was impressed. She struck me as a woman who is put together and educated. Polite too.

At the time, I wasn’t entirely sure of her relationship with T. He didn’t mention if she was his girlfriend or anything like that. Considering that he’s a married man, I didn’t want to ask too many questions. I chose to let time reveal the kind of relationship they have.

My interactions with her were strictly business. I only contacted her if I needed to order some yoghurt. That was it.

I received a message from her one afternoon after I hadn’t heard from her for over a month. She said, “Oh, I’m delivering some of my yoghurt in your neighbourhood. Are you home?”

Coincidentally, I had taken the day off to spend time with my mum who was visiting. So I replied, “Yes, I am home.” She said she would like to pass by and say hi.

When she arrived, she sat in the hall with me and my mum while we chatted and made fun of some TV shows.

After about 30 minutes, I saw her off. On our way out, she mentioned she was hungry and would like to get food at a nearby restaurant. I offered to escort her there and then paid for the meal.

Later that evening, she texted to say how happy she was that she passed by, and thanked me again for the lunch.

The drama began when T. went through her phone and saw our chat.

The messages were harmless. She was simply expressing gratitude. But somehow, it triggered something in T. According to her, he became so enraged that he physically assaulted her and kicked her out of his house at 1 a.m. All because she visited me.

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I wasn’t spared in the drama either. T called me, and in a sharp, accusatory tone, told me to come and pick Pamela up. “You wanted her, right?” He screamed, “Well she is yours now.” Then he hung up.

I tried calling him back several times that night but no response. I called again the next day, still nothing. So I sent him a message to clarify that nothing inappropriate happened between me and his girl. I let him understand that I didn’t mean to cause any problems.

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When he didn’t respond, I kept my cool and decided to let it go. After all, I had done nothing wrong. I wasn’t about to chase after someone who didn’t even want to hear me out.

The young lady called a few days later to apologise for everything that had happened. She seemed so gentle, like someone who couldn’t hurt a housefly. You wouldn’t know that she is a force, powerful enough to ruin my friendship with T.

— Jayjay

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