Must Read: Adventures Of A Bad

6 years ago

Must Read: Adventures Of A Bad

I was trying to catch sleep around 2am, then i remembered my issue with Tiwa and decided to give her a call. I called and the phone rang till the end but no answer. I called again but still no answer. I dropped her a text that said:
hi sweatheart. I’m really sorry for the way i reacted this afternoon. I shouldn’t have behaved like that. I just lost control of my temper. I’m sorry sweety. I know your fears, but i promise, I’ll love you forever. You’re the only one for me. My treasure, my love, my heartbeat, my heartdesire, without you I’m incomplete. Please forgive me my dear and call me when you see this text please. I love you so much baby *kissess*

The message was 3 pages but i didn’t mind.

12naira isn’t too much to give up to get my girl back. As i was still trying to sleep, listening to some blues on my phone, i revieved a call from Tiwa
Me: hello dear
Tiwa: my love, my sweetheart, my heartbeat, my baby, my prince charming, my one and only
Me: *head swelling* yes love
Tiwa: my sweetest, my darling,
Her voice was so romantic as she called me all those names. My head was swelling and i was just smiling and couldn’t say anything
Tiwa: my love….. am sorry if i annoyed or pissed you
Me: no i should be the one apologizing for the way i reacted
Tiwa: no…. its me who was suggesting and insinuating nonsense
Me: baby…. I’m the one at fault okay…. I’m really sorry, i realize your fears… i just don’t know why i flaired up like that
Tiwa: i think you have temprament…. you should work on it
Me: yes love, I’ll see a counsellor immediately after my exams
Tiwa: oh…. that’s true, part time exam is starting this weekend sha… wish you all the best baby.

We talked some more and sang for each other and then she sang for me till i didn’t know when i slept off.

The next morning, i had woke up around 9am, sweating and panting, i had a dream where i was being dragged to jail. I quickly put on a shirt and short and went to check if the guy we beat up is still lying there. When i got there he wasn’t there anymore.

I heaved a sigh if relief as i knew, he must have been rushed to the hospital by some good samaritan. Phew! I didn’t kill him.

I called my mum later in the afternoon and we talked for nearly 30mins. I was telling her about my anger issue and she was giving me advice on anger management.

Tgmhe next day was saturday, begining of part time exams. I read overnight that friday.

The paper was afternoon paper, 1pm.