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A day before the lockdown I had a message from Andy. It read, “Where are you going to be during this lockdown?” I read the message and decided not to respond. Minutes later he sent another one; “You hate me so much that you won’t even respond to my message?” Again, I read it and decided not to respond. When my heart was breaking and I was looking for a healing, I went to google and typed in the search bar; “What’s the fastest way to heal a broken heart?”
One of the responses that came up suggested this, “Cut all contact with the person. Throw away everything that reminds you of them. They may try to contact you but never give them the chance if you truly want to heal.” When I read his messages, those were the things that came to mind. That’s why I decided to ignore him. That’s why I decided not to respond to his messages. But a few minutes later he called. I picked up. He asked, “Do you hate me now?” I said, “I don’t hate you. I just don’t want to hover around you.” He asked, “What does that mean?” I said, “It means what it means.”
He asked the question again, “Where will you be during this lockdown?” I said, “You don’t need to know and I’m amazed why all of a sudden you’re bothered.” He said, “Why don’t we use this opportunity to heal together? Yes, I hurt you, I know. But just consider all the years we’ve been together. The good times and the fun times. Why would you let all these go just because of a single mistake?” I said, “We’ve had this conversation already so why are you bringing it up?” He said he was sorry and he was ready to do everything to right the wrong. I told him calmly, “Please move on because I’d moved on.”
All throughout the lockdown, he called to check up on me. He ordered food to be delivered to me when I hadn’t told him that I was hungry. He will call to ask me if I was ok. One day he called me on a video call and I picked. In the middle of the conversation, I realized I was getting emotional. I cut the call and stopped picking his calls altogether. No matter how hard I tried to cut him off, he kept coming and coming.
On the other side of the coin was Jude. He was back in love again so nothing else mattered to him. He would call me once in a while to check up on me and I will talk to him as though he was not the one who hurt me on Val’s day. I will ask about Sarah and he would give me the information about her. I will listen to him rant on and on and later tell him, “My greetings to her when she comes around.”
Somewhere in March, he called me. He asked what I was doing and I told him I was home. He asked, “Can I see you?” I asked, “Is anything the matter?” He said, “I want to discuss an issue with you and see if it makes sense.” There was some heaviness in his voice. I asked, “Is it about Sarah?” He said, “How did you know?” I couldn’t see him so we talked on the phone. He said, “It’s Sarah. Did I tell you that there is another man in her life? Yeah, there is. Last night I read their messages. She’s cheating with the man though she tells me they are just friends. When I showed her the messages she got angry and walked away. It’s been four days, and we haven’t spoken to each other.”
The bottom line was simple. He was back to being single again. Jude actually didn’t do anything wrong to me. It was me who expected so much from him. We became tight again but this time I wasn’t thinking about dating him. I even told him all the things Andy was doing to get me back and he advised me not to give him another chance.
One afternoon my mother called. She said, “Your friend is here with me ooo. You can’t believe the kind of gift he brought me. Help me say thank you to him.” It was Andy. He went to visit my mother and sent three pieces of cloth, provisions, and other stuff and even added money to it. When you dash my mother a piece of cloth, you can make her do anything for you. Andy knew that was trying to use my mom to get to me. I told him, “I know your plans but trust me, it won’t work.”
Not too long afterward, my mom called me. She said, “You have a good man chasing you around and you’re playing hard to get? It’s ok. You’ve punished him enough. He has changed. Time to accept him back.” Even when I told my mother that I was already dating another person, she said, “Then leave that person. You’ve dated Andy for far too long. You know him better than this current one. Let him go and settle with Andy. He’s a great guy.”
Now Andy doesn’t call me often. He’d found a way to make my mother do all the talking for him. Every month he sends my mother money. To the extent that when my mother was sick, she didn’t call any of her children but rather called Andy to tell him she was sick. Andy sent her money again. Currently, my mom can call me at dawn and talk about nothing else but Andy. I’m not a child. I know what I want. What I want is not Andy.
August 8th was Jude’s birthday. I was with him that Sunday night when he told me, “Maybe we should be together. It’s not for nothing that our relationships have failed. Maybe it’s because the two of us are meant for each other. Why don’t we give it a try? Who knows?” That day I reminded him of what happened on Val’s day. How I was anticipating his proposal but rather went back to Sarah. He was shocked. He said, ”You should have told me something.” I said, “I didn’t have the chance because Sarah was there. I told him, “You went back to Sarah. I know you’ll do it again when the chance comes.”
He swore heaven and earth that that would never happen but I know him. I can see through him. He hasn’t healed completely. From that day, he has been trying. He comes to me often and I go to him whenever I can. Nothing serious. Not too long ago, I was with Jude when Andy walked in. He didn’t tell me he was coming. Immediately he saw Jude he introduced himself as my boyfriend. He said, “She won’t tell you but we’ve been dating for over five years.” Jude said, “I know. She has told me everything. For close to ten minutes, we sat there looking at each other.
Jude got up and said, “I’m leaving. See you next week.” Andy responded, “She won’t see you again. Stay away from my girlfriend.” I tried to leave with Jude but he got up and held my hand; “You’re not going anywhere,” he said. When Jude left, I told him, “You can’t force a woman to stay with you. You can’t win.” That day I blocked his line and blocked his Whatsapp. He called with another line. He sounded desperate. He still calls every day but I’m not giving him any chance. Jude? He can only be my friend. This time, I won’t fall for the prank love is trying to play on me.
–Odame
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