Trapped

Chapter 6

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       "Guy, guy forget,This one is an epitome of beauty unlike Ngozi. Ngozi is just loaded with cash like big fat cash..Trust me with this guy! I'm gonna win her over too man! I have got the skills, that creativity is flowing in my veins, we just've to get this started. " Tobi Bernard clinking his filled glasscup with his friend as he sipped his vodka.

         "It is flowing indeed! Life ain't difficult if we don't make it so, Don't kill yourself when death is not knocking ohhhhh...Take things easy man. " the tall muscular Sam Okpor cited, his gaze on his TV as he, with excitement in his eyes, watched the football match, ongoing.

      "Shit! Why is this guy just perambulating on the field.He should score this goal and let us rest nah,  "

" Guy,I don't understand too ohh... Has his village people followed him to the field! My bad! He's an Oyinbo, they no Dey get wizard and witches like that, " Sam Okpor said, laughing as they discuss the ongoing match.

     "Who knows? They get too nah, look at the way he's just dribbling the ball and falling in to his opponent's schemes. Won't we tutor this guy! " said Tobi stumping his legs on the ground as he rose gesticulating with his hands as he stretches his hand towards the TV.

     "Guy, e be like say he go soon score wait, make we see first! He has passed the ball to that one with curly hair now and this one no sabi play at all, won't we lose this match? "
        "Easy nah..we no fit lose. " said Tobi, settling back on the black and white cushion as he wiped off his moistened face with a white handkerchief which he held in his hands .

         "You remember the match league they played in April, these guys didn't dissapoint us nah.This match can't be compared to that mehn! That match was crazy, for 30 good minutes,no goal, nothing nothing. We just dey look like chicken wey they wan kill for Christmas. "
           "Sam you fit kill pesin with laughter, " Tobi laughed hysterically.
         "But after sometime, it was as if they were on loose, even Isabella could notice my joy that day! Guy I devoured two bowls of eba, com see how my bae dey watch me like lion wey break loose from zoo she just stand dey watch me dey jolly. " said Sam Okpor as he sip his vodka, his gaze still directed at the TV as he spoke.

       "How won't one be happy,one goal no be small, nah great achievement, he's heading for the ball ohh,I hope he doesn't recieve yellow card with the way he's dribbling and facing that dark Bobo. He should pass it to the next player nah,that one is next to those one's keeper, Ehn.. Good shot!see how he's confusing Mark Ian. "
          "He's heading for the ball! He should avoid offside sha..He's...Ohh...Goal....Na my guy he be seh!!!"shouted Sam Okpor as he rose with much ecstasy in his voice, the two clink their glasses joyously.

         Anyone who barges in and sees their excitement will indeed wonder what brought this up. A promotion at work? A welcome party for someone who just arrived from overseas? The birth of a new born baby boy/girl? The "Yes" tone to the "Will you marry me statement?it was none of these! Ever wondered why a match incite much ecstasy and joy? Ask the men they sure do have their reasons.

        "Guy I've got a date with her tomorrow, though it was because I insisted and pestered her so much on meeting her again but trust me, this creativity still flows, it doesn't drain Mehn! It keeps flowing like spring. You just wait and see, let your guy work his magic again. " Tobi said, stooping over to tighten his sneakers rope.

       "Just take things easy, this one might be different ohh, Guy! Ladies are different. Ngozi no be Patricia, Patricia no be Samantha. That's how life is.
There are differences, " retorted Sam Okpor

          Could Samantha Benson really be different? Will her worries and anxieties not trip her over and make her fall? Will schemes sway her not?.

     Tobi Bernard rose, giving Sam Okpor a pat on his back, chorusing his "I'm about to leave" hymn, he picked up his keys, sips the little vodka left in his glasscup and made an exit with Sam Okpor seeing him off.

                      *******

       With his laptop placed on his laps, Chris Benson sat as his fingers worked magically. It was weekend. He, alone was home.
  
          It was a relief. Samantha's crazy and incessant complaints was as loud and blaring as a train passing through a rail. He wondered how he could still think, how he has not gone out of his mind, how he still came out strong and sane with her outbursts!.

        It was five months now. He has kept the whole issue to himself. He was disheartened, disturbed. He had had sleepless nights, when he slept with his back directed to her face, all he does was to stare with his eyes wide and opened. Well, he later do sleep but can hours spent on worries be recovered back and added to the hours meant for his sleep. He barely sleep and it is all because of her!.

         "Sometimes I wish I could hold her neck till her throat cries out freedom or ask her questions, questions I myself desire answers to. " he thought.

        Could he be mistaken? Are his thoughts in line with her actions..He saw it.. He did right? It was vivid, all was bare to his eyes. He has indeed seen a lot and he kept on wondering if he hasn't taken the wrong steps by not asking questions.

            "No, I'll keep mute and frustrate her more. Her actions are as frustrating and breathtaking than mine though. Samantha need to be taught that being secretive towards one's partner is as worse as infidelity, "  He mumbled.

        Four months ago, he was the happiest man on earth, he hummed even in his shower, he sang like choristers rendering hymns in cathedrals. He had swirl even when his work required much of him. At Film's location he'd remain calm and joyous, he had the best woman on earth all to himself so what else matters?.
       Then the devil came in and now everything is left in shatters.
The glimmer of hope has been trampled upon! .

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Glossary
They no get witches and wizards like that -they don't have much wizards and witches like we do
E be like say he goon soon score wait, make we see first- it seems like he will soon score a goal, let's see first
We just Dey look like chicken wey they wan kill for Christmas - we were staring like chickens about to be killed for Christmas
You fit kill pesin with laughter- you are so funny you could kill one with laughter
We no fit lose-we can't lose
com see how my bae Dey watch me like lion wey break loose from zoo she just stand Dey watch me Dey jolly- you should see how my babe was watching me like lion that just break loose from the zoo
One goal no be small, na achievement -scoring a goal is an achievement, not something trivial
Ngozi no be Patricia, Patricia no be Samantha- Ngozi is not Patricia, Patricia is not Samantha