After spending some icy time with him, his words were like a promise but it wasn't. If someone had advised me about the pretending mind of a man especially when in need of sex, I would say its not true. I tend to believe it the very night I had my first service with him. Three minute before the activity, he said to me "Nothing ain't gonna happen after this and I promise...". He spat his words like a prophet and three minute after he has cum, he said to me "Now anything can happen between us so be strong...". I felt the sentence was incomplete so I needed further notice. He rouse from the bed to have a shower but I was still in bed thinking.
6 hours later, a female friend, Lydia visited my room, she felt I wasn't feeling well deep within me. I could hardly say a welcome. My eyes were filled with emotions and fear if I was becoming a mother of a bastard. Lydia placed her hand on my shoulder and said " I guess it didn't happen?" My silence answered her question. She was so disappointed but told me to be strong, anything could happen. Her facial was smilish but seemed concerned. The second time. Truly I never saw that coming.
Few hours later, I called Bryan to know his health. He couldn't pick up and sent me a message "Busy, lemme call back when I'm less busy. Don't until I call back.." This had never happen until now. I called Lydia too but she was also busy. I called another, Derrick but he claimed he was with Bryan at a club. He asked if i would come over but I denied it. Tears rolled my eyes and I felt ashamed of myself. My night was filled with utmost fear and tear. I spent countless hours in the shower with water showering on my body. It took me thousand minutes before coming out only to see Derrick on the couch. I asked for his presence at 8pm. He said : he called my number but wasn't answered so he thought I was in a problem. I forced myself and spoke the truth. I sat just beside him to watch a movie. It was then he expressed his concern for my situation. Then he told me that: Bryan is getting married. To who? To Lydia, my best friend. I felt speechless. I casted my mind backwards if I was mistaken with whom I did used my issue sometime ago. Out of wandering, I slept off and he took me to the bedroom. Laid me on his laps and watch me sleep. I woke up early morning, and couldn't find Derrick but he left a note. It could have been the reason to put smile on my face but I couldn't smile. He wrote "Pls Jane, will you marry me?" Despite my current sufferance. I wept out of excitement to phone Derrick. Only to see 12msgs(6pictures and 6text messages) from my boyfriend, Bryan. He said he was sorry to betray his trust and he is getting married in the next three weeks and 4 days. Derrick came to the scene and saw me. When our eyes met, I drew closer to him and gave him a warm hug tearfully. I said a big "YES". Immediately after my reply, he left scurrily wiping his face. 35minutes later, I had his call to meet him at J&J boutique. This was how everything started. From the boutique, custom and tradition took over. One night, I sent Bryan an online invitation to my wedding happening next Sunday. He was stunned but he couldn't do anything about it. He asked who my groom was but I never disclosed Derrick. I also invited Lydia.
That Sunday, everybody was present excluding Lydia. I saw the sad look of Bryan when I kissed Derrick. I became a wife. My life was like a story.
I kept waiting, waiting and waiting for the day Bryan would also get married. Unfortunately, I heard that the marriage has been called off and Lydia has fled away. She thought it was wiseful of her to betray a friend all because I trusted in her and loved Bryan above limit. Bryan couldn't stay close anymore. He culled.
This is my story. A story of lessons. For those who think betraying someone would make a positive way for you, not everyday is a lucky day, remember. Love as we see isn't a gold nor a stand. No. It varies so far as the eye blinks. Friendship is not perfect but we can't live without it.
When hurting someone, be in their shoes and empathy them. Sex, is the most powerful feeling and everything that's powerful should be held with caution. True love doesn't mean having sex. Sex ruins the real definition of love. If sex is the reason to love and be loved then it's not love but lust.
For those girls who think sex is the only way to make a man love you more, no, it's not true. That only makes you a sex machine. If only he wants to play love, your heart should then be the reason to love you not sex. I am not saying no sex but have it maybe once in a time when one or both of y'all feel to have it. Not everyday, every time and occurring. That won't be called love.
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