Goriola’s Love Story …  Series three(With ‘Funmilayo) 

I steadied myself as I felt the world shift.

 

I couldn’t say anything. I just looked at Moyo, wishing her to disappear, wishing thirty-two seconds in reverse order, wondering what I did to make Moyo act this way. The only thing I was sure of was why I never had a gun- just so I don’t use it for cases like this (I could see the headlines- Boy Kills Girl over Big Mouth!).  

Why did this girl burn my cable? 

After four minutes of loud silence, I managed to make a weak 911-

“Moyo, what on earth are you talking about?

“We both know what I’m talking about. Leave my friend alone, she’s not another of your experiments”

I was about to start another round of wishing etc…  Femi was looking like she wanted to laugh but was too considerate to do so. I could imagine Moyo finishing me off, the moment I stepped out of the room.

I made another try for the telephone-

9-1-1.

This time, a bit more aggressively.

 

“I assume you have actually seen me with other girls, and now you think I want to use your friend?”“Yes now, is that not your plan, umm, I know you now”, she was gearing up with pride, amused at my discomfiture. I made for the kill-“Mention one girl you know, any one girl, you have even heard about that I actually dated or was with”It worked. Girls like Moyo were too dumb to remember anything apart from general gossip. . “hmmmmmn… come to think about it, that’s true o, its not as if I have seen you with any girl like that, but you are a Unilag boy now. And I know you have a car and I always hear your music blasting, you are always cruising round campus. And it’s not like you are ugly and I know the kind of guys you hang out with… I’m sure you’ll have a babe, abeg leave my friend”. She was still smiling.She didn’t sound as stupid as I had wanted her to, but it was enough.I was gratified.I moved in for the ‘finishing move’- “Oh, so you really don’t know, you just assumed. I like your friend very much. I think she knows it. I just hope she’s nothing like you”.I looked at Femi. She looked more curious than amused.“Femi, maybe we should hook up later or something? Bye.”I walked out.I could hear the soundtrack…. gen gen gen gen gen gen…. 

 

P.S:

I hoped my exit would provide some effect- anything to make her think of me. I decided to keep my cool, give her space to miss me.

A few days later I saw Gbenga with some other guy at the common room.

Hey, and Gbenga called my name.

The other guy suddenly started to laugh. I made sure my zipper wasn’t down and was about to ignore him when he leered (he actually leered), followed by a guttural- “Na you dey toast my babe”.“Who”, I asked

“Femi tell me say you dey toast am”, another grunt

“Oh”, I said, “no vex o, just trying my luck”

I checked out my ‘rival’. He seemed like an okay-guy, but I knew he wasn’t her boyfriend, merely another toaster but I sensed that if Femi actually told him about me, I must have been a little ‘important’.

It was enough for me… for a little while.