[Story] MY MISERY (Complete Episodes)

Mr RockApril 5, 2017

MY MISERY (Complete Episodes)

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MISERY EPISODE ONE (1)
My name is Farida. I am 22 yrs of age. All my life I have never had a boyfriend… and I never intended to. “At least not for now,” that’s what I said to myself few years back.And b’cause of this I have turned down countless guys. I have a female friend by name Amina. We are very close friends and although she is kind of the direct opposite of me yet we manage to get along fine. According to Amina, Keeping male friends is her hobby. Amina and I learned tailoring in the same place. Thats where we first met. After our freedom we both gathered money and rented a shop and there we became our own boss. It all started on my way to shop One morning. This guy suddenly walked up to me. ”Excuse me!” he said. I turned without uttering a word. I was prepared or him should he be One of those guys who come for the usual: THE WAY U WALK ATTRACTS ME, I NEVER BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT UNTIL I MET YOU,And all those Bagdadash! But to my utter dismay, he didn’t say any of such.”Pls do me his favour,” he started.”my trouser got turned by the side the moment I lighted from the bus..” he continued.”I just want to walk by your side so u cover up for me so that too many eyes don’t get to see it. Plz,” he added and paused. I thought it was funny and I laughed. He later joined me after much effort to sound serious. Lol… I didn’t say no. I walked by his side and covered up for him. Kind of funny and crazy thou. We were silent for a while as we walked. I wanted to tell him to follow me to my shop so I could patch his rouser 4 him but I didn’t want himto think I was already liking him so I dropped the idea. I didn’t quite feel comfortable walking with him. For all I knew, it might be one of guys’ new prank to get a lady fall for them. I was waiting 4 him to say some nasty words so I could put him away instantly. But he didn’t. He respected him self.
And all the while he kept thanking me until we departed. Never met a guy like that before. I tried to convince my self that I don’t like him. I triedin vain.
When he thanked me and bidded me Goodbye, I didn’t respond. I was furious. I ondered what kind of a guy was that. He didn’t even bother to ask for my number.”Well, even if he had asked I wouldn’t have given him anyway,” I assured myself.’ But he should have at least asked,’ I said to myself. I wish he did. I really wished.

MISERY
EPISODE TWO (2)
WHEN I got to the shop, Amina was there already.
She had swept and tidied up the shop.
“Farida you’re 20 minutes late so therefore you are
fired!” she said, jokingly. And we both laughed. “wah really happend?” now she was frank.
“I met a guy this morning” I told her straight.
Amina had always long to see the day I would have
a boyfriend.
So I told her evrything, including falling for the guy.
“Did you u guys exchange contacts?” were Amina’s first words.
“Nope!” I said, sadly.
Amina laughed.
“But I wouldn’t have given it even if he had asked,”
I quickly added.
Amina stared at me for a while- that kind of friends look. She knew I didn’t mean that.
I didn’t concentrate much on work that day. It was
worse the next day. And the next next day…in that
order.
There was One day I almost stupidly turned a lady’s
skirt into a trouser ‘cos I was just imagining the guy’s trouser.
To be honest,
Efforts to take ma mind off him were abortive.
Amina once said to me that the day I would fall in
love, its going to be worse. I Remember telling her
that Love is just a word used by people who want to depend on others.
I guess I was wrong.
After work that day, I got home and met a very
shocking sight. Our house was flat on the ground.
Virtually all our properties were destroyed.
It’s a tragedy I never thought would befall My family.
My dad called a close friend of his, Mr. John, and
told him our predicament. My dad quickly chattered
a taxi. We packed our vital properties and left for
mr. John’s house.
I was swept off my feet to find out that mr. John’s son is the very guy I met one morning on my way
to the shop, whose trouser was torn at the side.
That very guy whom I wished silently in my heart
that he asked for my mobile number. Yeah!
He is my dad’s friend’s son. He is mr. John’s son.
I never anticipated.

MISERY
EPISODE THREE (3)
I was so sure my dad could not solve the
puzzle behind his friend’s son starring at me
for several seconds. His name is Davidson.
His dad, Mr. John was my dad’s primary
school mate way back in the 90s-Very good
friends.
Mr. John’s wife is late. But he’s married
again.
Did you just ask why I havn’t mentioned my
mom so far?
Well, she’s late. She passed away when I was
two. According to my dad, she only just
stopped breast feeding me before the cold
hand of death snatched her away. My dad
vowed never to get married again.. According
to him, he wanna pay mom that last respect.
Mr. Johnson’s house is a three bedroom flat.
But the third room is kind of on its own. It has
its own door from outside.
One room for his son, Davidson. One room, the
master bedroom for him and his wife. Now
he’s giving the third one to my dad. It was
pretty cool except that we had to share same
bathroom and toilet.
His wife travelled so its’s been him and
Davidson all alone in the big house.
I got a broom, did a little clean up, laid down
on the bed after stressed day, gave out a
warm smile and allowed my mind think freely
of Davidson.
For some reason I was happy our house
collapsed ‘cos it’s the reason I was able to
meet Davidson again.
But little did I know that this is where my
Misery all Began!

EPISODE FOUR (4)
I didn’t go to the shop the following day. I
was fatigued by the tidying up and the
depressed mind of our collapsed buillding. I
wondered how many months its going to take
dad to raise the building again.
Davidson’s dad wouldn’t let my dad go rent a
house. He said he doesn’t want my dad to be
far away from him again. He is so nice. Or
atleast so we thought.
Lemme give you a picture of Davidson. He is
23. A year older than me. Quite fair in
complexion. Fairly tall. What he doesn’t has in
facial looks, he got it in his well built body.
He took after his dad.
He’s in his 200 level, studying computer
science in Obafemi Awolowo University. His
school is on holiday.
How did I get to know all these?
He actually told me.
We talked alot on this day that I didn’t go to
shop. We talked like we would never meet
again. But we kept our feelings to ourselves.
I went to shop the next morning. Before I left,
I did smth quite crazy. I peeped his room cos
he went out to buy some stuff. I noticed he
was composing a letter! I was eagerly
expecting a proposal that day.
When I returned that evening and went to say
hi to him, he grabbed my hand and said,
“Farida, I am in love with you.” so cool, he
didn’t use the letter.
I remember Amina telling me I should never
say yes to a guy that very day he proposes.
With that though in my mind, I wanted to
withdraw my hand from his. I wanted to just
walk away to my room. I wanted to push him
away and pretend I don’t love him. But I
didn’t. I couldn’t rather.
Instead I buried my head in his arms and let
him know I have falling for him right from day
One, the day I first met him.
So for the first time in my life I was in a
relationship.
I wish I could see the future, so I could tell
that I was making the worst decision of my
life.

EPISODE FIVE
One week after staying in Mr. John’s house,
my dad started raising our building again. He
started sooner than anticipated ‘cos I wanted
to be close to Davidson for long.
Because of the construction of our building
my dad wouldn’t want to buy a T.V set so I
could keep bordom away. And I am the type
that loves watching movies.
One fateful day I didn’t go to shop just so I
could watch movie with my love, Davidson.
Sadly, it was me who selected the movie we
were going to watch. He had bulks of movies
in his drawer.
I selected a movie titled FIFTY SHADES OF
GREY cos I thought movies with long titles are
usually very interesting.
The movie started quite fine before it went
dirty.
Did you just ask, ‘What do you mean by it
went Dirty?’
Well, I have never seen any movie as dirty as
Fifty Shades Of Grey. There was a scene where
the guy tied the lady’s hands to the upper part
of the bed. He did same to her legs after
taking off her clothes. Then he started licking
her sensitive areas. I was embarrased. I got
the remote and fast forwarded that part. But
the next seen was worse than dirty. I quickly
removed the disc and broke it.
“My step mom owns that disc,” Davidson said.
“She would be mad if she can’t find it when
she returns!” he added.
“I am sorry. I thought u own it,” I managed to
say.
But I wasn’t really sorry.
I was furious rather, b’cause the movie
currupted my mind. It was just like porn.
Something I have always avoided.
It made me started thinking this kind of
thought: “what if Davidson requested for s#x?”
I also thought that kind of thought, “Would I
be able to say No?”
In life One should really be careful of the
pictures one takes into his mind ‘cos it will
take a lifetime to get them out.
I now developed this crazy habit of picturing
people naked. Like when I just see you, I tend
to kind of imagine you naked.
I started feeling so s#xually excited. That
image of FIFTY SHADES OF GREY refused to
clear off my memory.
I even started masturbating.
This was unlike me. I knew. But it was already
a Habit.
sobing