Evelyn and I ate silently together, lost in our own little world. The only sound being the clinking of utensils on our plates.
After the meal, she cleared the dishes and came back as we settled to a pack of plantain chips, as our dessert.
As we ate the chips, our gaze was fixated on the movie being displayed on the TV in front of us. We silently watched the movie.
After some minutes of silence, she cleared her throat before turning towards me.
“Pascal”......she muttered.
“yes dear”.......I replied, staring at her intently.
“there is something I want to talk to you about”........she announced.
“Ok, what is it”.......I asked, still staring at her.
“We have been into this relationship for a while now. I know I shouldn’t be saying this but I’m human and I have feelings”........she began, sounding emotional.
“Ok, and then?”.........I asked Nochalantly.
“I know you have so many girls around you now, but I'm pleading you please keep them away from this apartment”........she said soberly, then she paused.
“So in other words, what are you trying to say to me?”........I asked curtly, then she took a deep breath before speaking.
“I can’t bear walking into your room and going to change in the wardrobe, only to see another girl’s undies in there........Even if this is not an actual relationship, you ought to have some moral respect for me”.........She lamented.
I became confused, I started wondering why she was now sounding like a wife pleading with her husband, to stop his cheating habit.
Besides, it's not like it was the first time she has walked into my room to see another girl’s undies. How come she is now acting like it's a new thing to her.
On several occasions, she had asked me to introduce her to my girlfriends, and even suggested some new dating sites to me where I can hunt for other girls.
The first time she found a used condom in my waste bin, I thought she was going to raise down hell. But she waved it off and we joked about it.
This same Evelyn, had asked me to mingle with other girls, because she feels she is older than me, and can’t really date me.
She had also gave me a flimsy excuse that she was a class ahead of me, so automatically we weren't compatible for a serious relationship.
Less I forget, she had once made it crystal clear to me that she has a boyfriend who base in London.
She urged me to kill the feelings I had for her and look for another girl. I can still remember vividly, how I bore my feelings to her one evening.
Unfortunately she waved it off, telling me that I’m going to be more like a younger brother to her and she just wants to have a “friends with benefits” kind of relationship with me.
That response from her, killed my spirit. But then I decided to go with the flow. Since I can't have her love, at least I should have her body, I can't afford to loose both.
In as much as she was sounding so serious, and I could see the hurt in her eyes, it sounded funny and like a joke to me.
After some moments of silence between us, I decided to say sommething.
“See Evelyn, Me I don’t understand all this thing you are saying oh”.........I said, nonchalantly.
“Pascal please don’t tell me that. Don’t act like you don’t understand what I’m saying........swear you don't know what I am talking about”...........She muttered, sounding pissed.
I kept mute just watching her, the Evelyn sitting right beside me, was now looking like a total stranger before my very eyes.
“So you don't want to talk abii, no problems......and by the way, who owns that lingerie and undies in your wardrobe? Because I know they aren't mine”.......she demanded in rage.
“Calm down Evelyn, you don’t have to raise your voice at me”.........I said impatiently, I was beginning to get irritated by her sudden change of attitude.
“Don’t tell me to calm down Pascal, you better start explaining.......What is even your problem? Am I not enough for you?”........she asked sarcastically.
“Look Evelyn, I don't ha.....”........I tried saying, but she cut me short.
“Dont even bother saying anything to me, because I know you would lie......What is it you want from other girls that I don’t have? What is it that they give to you that I can’t or don’t give you?.......tell me am I not beautiful enough?”........she yelled, as her eyes turned red.
I tried saying something to her at that moment, but I couldn't muster the ability to speak.
I mean, what should I even say to her? Was I going to start telling her that I love her and want to be with her? Which we both know isn't true.
I'm already used to seeing Evelyn as a fúckmate, and I expected that she does same. So why this sudden possessiveness from her?.
It was as if she was trying to mark her territory over me, and God knows I won't allow it.
“I don't like this type of silence from you Pascal. I am beginning to feel you don't want me anymore........Each time I visit you, I see loads of text messages in your phone, you even go to the extent of taking their calls when I’m here”.........she complained.
I sensed that things might go out of hand if I allow her to go on or decide to argue things out with her. We might end up having a heated argument, and I don't want that.
I also realized that whatever she was saying was coming from an already built up grievance and she still had more to say if need be.
Without saying a word to Evelyn, I stood up from the bed, and walked to the fridge. I opened the fridge and brought out a can of star, and gulped it at once.
After gulping down the can of alcohol, I went to the kitchen to trash the can in the waste bin.
On coming back into the room, I Quietly laid on the bed facing the wall, completely diverting my attentions from Evelyn.
I woke up in the middle of the night to find Evelyn culled up on the rug sleeping. I was pressed so I went to empty my contents.
After I was done urinating, I came back to the room and took few steps to where Evelyn laid on the floor.
I carefully lifted her from the floor and laid her on the bed, wrapping the duvet around her.
I laid on the rug thinking about all that she said earlier. Her words and complaint, kept replaying in my head until i drifted off to sleep.
To Be Continued..........
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