”Boyfriend! Tell me you are kidding”
”why do you sound like i committed murder or something”
”hello, to me this is worse than murder”
”why will you be living with someone who isn’t married to you” she asked me puzzling me.
”we will soon get married” i said trying to justify what i did.
”soon? Oh no, tell me you are not falling for that word ‘soon”.
”trust me! Kelvin is a nice person”
”Kelvin as in Kelvin the Director of KISS Modelling Agency, as in Bella’s boss” she asked me.
”yes, and he is a very nice person”.
”sorry to say but i don’t like that guy, i heard that he was involved with my sister, i mean Bella sometimes last year”.
”Is Bella your sister” i asked changing the topic.
”isn’t it obvious, she is my step sister”
”wow, no wonder you two don’t like each other”
”i don’t hate her” she defended.
”how come she is a full blown Nigerian and you are a half-caste”
”which one is half-caste again, am biracial not a half-caste” she asked feigning annoyance.
”sorry, that is what we call it here but please answer the question i am curious”
”well, my mum is from canada, she is a canadian, she met Bella’s dad when he came for a degree programme in Canada and they started dating, and he promised her heaven on earth and before you know it they were living together and with the hope of getting married to him my mum was sleeping with him and before you know it she took in five months prior to when he would complete his programme there, he asked her to abort the pregnancy but my mum refused and his behaviour towards her changed completely”
”you mean like love gone sour” i asked.
”exactly! So after he completed the programme he left Canada and returned to Nigeria, after promising to come back for my mum, my innocent mother waited and waited for three years but there was no sign of him. So she traced him down to his house in Nigeria through the help of his friends, when she came here she was shocked to see that he was a married man, married with two kids a boy and girl. Bella and her elder brother.
”i can imagine how hard it was on her” i put in.
”she was devastated, and out of anger she left me with him and left, well, his wife made my life a living hell, as i was more intelligent than her two kids and many people loved me more because of my skin colour.
”i’m so sorry about that”
”well, it’s not anyone’s fault, i don’t blame anybody, i lived with them for three years until my mum got married to her high school crush, a biracial too, and they came and took me away from the hell i was living in”
”so how come the different surnames”
”My mum’s husband adopted me legally and gave me his last name and that was how my horror filled life turned into a happiness filled life”
”wow, that was an inspiring story”
”you are really funny, now you know why i hate the idea of you living with someone who is not your husband, he can disappoint you at anytime after using you to satisfy his sexual desires”
”Kelvin is different” i said.
”my mum once said that”
”trust me, he is different”
”it’s not like i don’t trust you but as they say, prevention is better than cure, get your own small apartment and stay there until he marries you then you can proudly move into his apartment as his wife, with respect, i really hate premarital sex”
”Kelvin will not be happy if i do that”
”i feel like it’s my mum’s story that is playing out infront of me again, Becky, a guy promising you marriage doesn’t mean that he will marry you, people break promises at any time they like”
”I will think about it”
”be fast about that, if you don’t have enough money to get an apartment then you can move in with me, i stay alone, not very far from you”
”huh, what do you mean by that”
”I stay in Victoria Island too” she said smiling.
”am not surprised, you are rich”
”No, my father is rich”
”you mean Bella’s dad” I asked.
”No, i don’t mean the sperm donor, i mean my father, a father is someone who loves and cherish you not necessarily the one who got your mother pregnant” she explained.
”you are right about that”
”Let’s head home, am really exhausted” she said and got up and i packed my things and followed her.
”wait a minute, let me get my bag from my dressing room”
she went in while i waited at the hallway. She came out few minutes later with her handbag and a black bagpack strapped to her back.
”i am curious about some thing”
”what is it”
”why are you enemies with Bella” i asked.
”Am not her enemy, she clarified ”i got here through hardwork and she got here by sleeping around, so that is why i am angry whenever she brags”
”how do you mean”
”story for another day” she said smiling.
We soon got to the car park and she got into her car and drove off but not without telling me to think thoroughly about what she told me earlier………