Friday, July 31, 2015

True Colors

My sister and I boarded our trip to Nigeria in high spirits, we took each step with excitement. We were determined to make the best of our two week stay. The main reason for my excitement was that I'd be spending time with Raymond. I couldn't wait to see him again and get to know him better. I blamed his new actions of neglect on the distance.

When we arrived in Nigeria, we were picked up by my aunt. As soon as I could get my hands on a phone I called Raymond to tell him that I'd made it safely. He sounded happy and told me that he'd see me after he got off of work. Imagine my disappointment when he called in the evening and said that he was tired, he wanted to go home and rest since he had to be up early in the morning. I was beyond pissed off, why couldn't he make the sacrifice to come a see me? We said our goodbyes and I called it a night.

The next day was uneventful for the most part. I was eagerly counting down the hours till seeing Raymond in flesh and blood. Finally the hour had come but he arrived earlier than expected. When he called and said that he was outside, I had to quickly run into the bathroom to perform some quick magic. I was still slightly annoyed, but my aunt told me to calm down. I managed to put a smile on my face, as I walked out of the bathroom my heart started to beat. Wait! was I nervous? No way!

Yes I actually was, I don't know why though. As I laid eyes on him, the peppermint that was in my mouth found a way to escape. I was embarrassed to say the least. We said our hellos and I introduced him to my aunt. He stared at me and smile for a bit, we chilled and then we were on our way. Myself, him, and my sister met up with his friend at a restaurant. It was a nice time, we ate and talked a bit. At one point he said he had to go get something in the car, when he returned I realized that he actually went to go smoke a cigarette. I told him that I didn't like it, he apologized and said he did it because he was "feeling cold".

He dropped us at my aunt's house and promised to pick us up early the next day for a fun filled day. The next day we were excited to see what was in store. He picked us up around noon. The first stop was at one of his friend's house, she was a married woman and we met his two friends Romeo and Deji (not their real names) there. He briefly introduced us and we sat there as the others talked. I felt uncomfortable as I heard them make a reference to smoking weed. Their conversation was pointless, I felt like I was in the midst of irresponsible people.

I was so happy when it was time for us to go, I would have ran out the door if I could. The first place that we went to was an outdoor lounge. We stopped there to get drinks, of course my "social drinker" boyfriend ordered a bottle of alcohol. Everyone drank it except for me, I just had a soft drink. Romeo and Deji then said that they wanted to smoke, they proudly annouced to us that they were weed smokers. They asked if it was okay with us if they smoked on the table. My sister and I told them that we were not okay with it, so they moved elsewhere.

At this point, I was uncomfortable. Raymond didn't join them, he told me that he stopped smoking weed while in college. We chatted at the table for sometime than proceeded to grab something to eat. Afterwards, they said that they wanted to go to a club. At this point, I had a really bad tummy ache and I was annoyed because Raymond insisted on going to a club. He knew that I did not party, at least I told him that. I sat down throughout at the club and watched as Raymond and his friends drank and danced like there was no tomorrow. At one point, I couldn't take it anymore. I walked out and busted into tears. What have I gotten myself into???

At one point, Romeo went missing. Only for him to be found passed out in his car. Despise my numerous attempts to get Raymond to take me home, it failed until I caught him smoking a cigarette in the hallway and lashed out at him. I was so embarrassed, all this took place in front of my sister. We contemplated taking a cab home but it was late and we were concerned for our safety.

We ended up going home with a very drunk Raymond. I kept praying as he drove, at times he'd dose off or speed up and then slow down. It was such a scary experience. We got to a toll gate and he stopped to pay toll but there was no attendant there. I had to yell at him to keep going. He managed to drive us to surulere (the neighborhood where my aunt stayed), but we had no idea where we were. He kept saying "if you don't get out here I'm taking you to my friend's house". We couldn't get down or call anyone for directions because it was extremely late. He kept driving and I was yelling at him, asking where he was taking us. He'd laugh and say, "You don't think I know where I'm going?". 

We finally made it to his friend's house. As he stepped out the car, he almost fell into the gutter (sewer), I secretly wished he did. He then proceed to have an imaginary conversation on the phone while laying his head on the trunk of his car. My sister and I kept asking him to take us to his friend's place. He managed to take us to a building. We got there and he knocked for about 20 minutes, Deji finally answered. Raymond was still acting up, he eventually fell asleep after going on and on about nothing. My sister and kept vigil till sunrise, we didn't sleep for a second. We had to keep our feet up on the sofa because mice having a field day in Deji's apartment. 

As soon as the sun filled the sky, we called a cab and we were out of there! Deji woke up sober and was trying to make up for the night before. We weren't in the mood, we were ready to go plus we had a flight to catch. We were going to Abuja for a few days, I had to go and register for NYSC. When we arrived at my aunt's house, we quickly showered and packed and headed to the airport. Raymond kept calling but I didn't answer. A few minutes later, he arrived at the airport wearing sunglasses. I barely said hello, my uncle was there so we couldn't talk. He tired to apologize but I couldn't be bothered, my uncle escorted us to the gate and I didn't bother looking back.

You're blessed!


- Bunmi



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2 comments:

  1. Wow! My heart was jumping with him driving inebriated in Nigeria, thank God you weren't alone and y'all were safe. That's scaryyy!

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    1. Hey MZJOYJOY,

      Yea it was a horrible experience, thank God for protection! Scary is an understatement.

      Thanks for reading, stay blessed!

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