Ẹnitan Kẹhinde

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I walked out of the eatery. Walked away from free KFC food and took a bike to my grandma's (I'm a foodie so trust me when I say, it wasn't easy). I didn't take a bike to my hostel or home because I knew Demi would find me like he always does. My grandma ever gay and happy welcomed me. I went on to stay for about a month with her, going to school from her house, attending classes and avoiding Demi in all possible ways. Call me a chicken but I was not ready to face him. It was already a big task avoiding Demi, I had to also add avoiding Paul and his friends to the list.

This was however not so easy, because I didn't have a car and had to wait at bus stops for transport (and you know my history with bus stops and Demi). On a cool Saturday evening after school activities, I was at a bus stop waiting for a cab or a bike to my grandma's, hoping and praying Demi wouldn't find me. I was busy arguing with my girlfriend via a BBM conversation when I didn't notice a car pull up. I actually noticed it but didn't bother to really look because I had made sure it wasn't Demi's and I was comfortable. I continued my conversation but was interrupted by a whistle. I immediately knew it was Paul and his friends. I put my phone in my satchel and walked straight ahead. They followed me in their car but I didn't even bother to look their way. I was headed for the freeway and it seemed they were headstrong on following me. I couldn't walk to the freeway because I can't walk on the freeway. That would be madness.

So I just walked to a nearby buka and sat there. I saw Paul get out of the car. I wasn't ready for his nonsense so I walked right out of the buka through the back door and who do I see?

DEMI!!

Of all people to see at this point in time. He smiled and then Paul showed up behind me calling Demi a bastard. I wasn't going to stand and watch them fight all over again, so I walked away. Surprisingly, they didn't fight but they followed me. They were both telling me to stop but Paul's method was different. He wasn't apologetic he was coercive. I had had enough; enough running, enough avoidance. It was time, to tell Paul off and listen to Demi.

I turned and for the first time spoke up to Paul. I basically told him off and if he was interested; to come pick up whatever he bought for me because they will be in the trash ASAP. I told him to leave me and my life alone, and continue in his love affair with himself. I basically called him a self-absorbed hypocritical ingrate. Paul was shocked, even Demi didn't know what to say, he just stood there staring at me with his mouth wide open. I looked in Demi's direction and blurted out; "You! Close your mouth; you've never seen confidence before ni?" I hissed. Paul looked like he had had the last of me. He told me I wasn't worth all the "senrenre". As he was about to walk away, Demi stopped him and told him I was worth more than just the senrenre and Paul would notice it later. Paul shrugged and walked in the direction of his car.

I was long gone before Demi even noticed. A bike pulled up when Demi was speaking to Paul. Don't call me wicked but I jumped on it and went straight to my grandma's to pack up my things and move back into my hostel. I felt so stupid, running away from two guys and disorienting my life. I said my goodbyes to my grandma, boarded a taxi and went to my hostel.

I got to my hostel late so I just wanted o sleep after the day's stress but when I opened my room door, what I saw, was unbelievable. Don't worry, it wasn't a month's old corpse, but a month's old collection of "I'm sorry bouquets, hampers, gifts, cards, notes…..the lots" and I knew it wasn't Paul. Paul didn't have a romantic bone in his body. I knew it was Demi.

I locked up my door hoping to change the locks first thing Monday morning because I still couldn't figure out how Demi got all those things in my room. I cleared my bed and went straight to bed with so much questioning thoughts on my mind!

I kept saying to myself; "Toju, hear the guy out….don't miss out on this once in a lifetime opportunity".

And then I dozed off!

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