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    ……Episode 1

    “You are making a huge mistake”.
    I try to shake off the voice for the
    thousandth time today and just like
    before, it isn’t exactly working. Its
    keeps ringing back to me.
    Maybe because a part of me agreed
    with the voice? Maybe because I just
    might be making a mistake I wouldn’t
    be able to go back from? Maybe
    because I’m very nervous at the
    moment?
    Rebecca, you will be more hurt than
    you were when he left! Why do you
    want to do that to yourself?
    And again, I try to silence the voice by
    refusing to listen. They were the words
    my best friend David said to me on the
    phone last night about the trip I’m
    taking and just as I didn’t listen the
    previous night, I’m not listening now.
    I drag my attention back to the busy
    road, I’m at Ado-Ekiti for a wedding…
    my ex’s wedding actually. My ex that I
    was engaged to for a few months back
    and he is about to get married
    to someone else.
    And no, I am not insane. I am only
    acting like a good Christian should.
    _______________________
    Now At Ado-Ekiti
    “Rebecca!”
    I smile as I run into her outstretched
    arms; she holds me in a warm embrace
    and kisses my forehead so many times I
    begin to giggle.
    “I’m so glad you came,” she says to me
    when we disengage from the embrace
    and I know that she means it. Not just
    because she says it with so much
    sincerity but because her eyes actually
    echo her words.
    “It is the right thing to do ma” I
    respond and the voice in my head
    scoffs. Right thing to do? It asks and
    like I have made up my mind to do, I
    ignore it.
    She nods in response to my answer and
    then squeezes my hands “Are you sure
    you are okay with…”
    “Ahn ahn come on mummy. I’m fine I
    promise” I answer, reassuring her and
    more importantly, reassuring myself. I
    can cope, I hope.
    I travelled down from Lagos for this, I
    can cope, I really can. I decide that my
    new meditation to chant for the next
    three days will be “I can cope”…or
    maybe “I can do all things through
    Christ who strengthens me?”
    My Ex’s mother nods again and gives
    her heart-warming smile. “Oya come
    inside, let’s go and deal with this
    wahala together.” She says to me and I
    follow her with my small travelling bag.
    As I enter the house, memories come
    rushing back and most of them are
    unwelcome. I don’t want to remember
    the times I spent with him in this
    house and our good times together. No.
    It is not healthy; it isn’t right, it isn’t…
    “Rebecca this is Linda, the bride to
    be…” My ex’s mother gauges my
    reaction as she says the words. Bless
    this woman’s soul, she just doesn’t
    want me to get hurt. But she needs to
    know I can’t. I’m happy for her son and
    that is all that matters at the moment.
    To make her understand that am after
    nothing but her Son’s happiness, I
    dragged Linda into a warm embrace
    and as aware as I am of her surprise, I
    don’t act it.
    “Congrats Linda” I say and she
    manages a smile. She is still shocked at
    how nice I seem and I’m not sure if she
    knows I’m her groom’s ex but she can’t
    seem to understand the whole nice
    attitude.
    “Thanks” she says and then adds
    “thanks”. There is an awkward moment
    of silence after which she faces her
    would-be-mother-in-law.
    “They say my maid of honour is still
    sick. I’m really worried, its my big day
    in two days and I don’t know if she’d
    be able to make it” Linda says.
    “Don’t fret Linda. Everything would be
    fine” my Ex’s mother tells her and I
    nod.
    Then I say without thinking “Yes. Just
    tell me if you need anything, I’d be
    glad to help”.
    Linda and my Ex’s mom look at me as
    if I’ve just being delivered at the
    doorstep with a bow. I know I’m being
    silly but I’m nervous! Freaking
    nervous! I need to get out here.
    I smile like an idiot and say to nobody
    in particular, “I’d be in the guest room”
    after which I disappear in a flash.
    _____________________
    “I told you it was a stupid idea. Now
    you are being silly simply because you
    are nervous and you won’t shut up!
    Rebecca take the next cab and get out
    of that town” David yells from the
    other end of the line. I called him
    immediately I entered the guest room
    and told him what I just did.
    “Come on David, I’m already here. I
    can’t leave” I reply. Or can I?
    “Sure you can. You can get a freaking
    cab and leave. Why are you staying in
    their house anyway? Whatever
    happened to a hotel if you have to be
    there?” He inquires and I can’t help but
    agree. What am I doing here? Oh I
    remember why and I tell him again…
    “His mum asked for me to stay here
    and…”
    “And you could have said no. Jeez,
    whatever got into you?”
    “I will be fine David. You need to trust
    me.”
    “You better be. And you better not
    keep me in the dark. I don’t trust you
    to take care of yourself anymore. I
    don’t know what you are thinking
    going to attend the wedding of a man
    who broke your heart…”
    And that stings. He didn’t have to
    remind me “David… I have forgiven
    him. You need to know that this is part
    of what forgiveness does…”
    “Going to your ex’s wedding? That’s
    stupidity. And two days earlier?”
    Maybe he is right. Maybe I should pick
    my bags and leave. I decide to seriously
    consider that when I hear a knock on
    the door and my Ex’s mother comes in.
    “I’m going to run an errand. Do you
    want to come?” She asks and I nod
    quickly, glad to be distracted from
    David and his stinging words.
    “Let me get back to you David, I have
    to attend to something” I say quickly
    and hang up while I hear him say
    something like “You are being silly…”
    I grin at my Ex’s mother. “Let’s go ma”.
    *************************************
    The drive had saved me from David’s
    hurtful words but it had delivered me
    into the hands of my Ex’s mother’s
    kind words that I could do without.
    She keeps telling me about how happy
    she is that I could get over the hurt and
    act like a grown up but I honestly
    would rather everyone stops talking
    about my arrival.
    Maybe I should check into a hotel and
    stay away from David’s calls and
    messages?
    That is seriously under consideration.
    “Have you seen him?” My Ex’s mum
    mum asked.
    The “him” in question is my ex and I
    haven’t seen him. We haven’t spoken
    in over a week and he doesn’t know I
    would be here because I didn’t give
    him an answer when he last pleaded
    with me to come.
    “No..” I answer. I haven’t seen him in
    over a year as well. Not since he
    returned to the states.
    There’s silence in the car and when her
    phone suddenly rings, I’m happy I
    don’t have to endure another awkward
    silence. How many of those do I need
    to endure till the weekend is over
    though? I wonder.
    The wedding is on Saturday and its only
    Wednesday evening.
    “Hello…Micheal? Kilode?” She
    responded on picking the call..
    My heart skips a beat at the mention of
    his name. That’s him. Am I prepared to
    meet him? I haven’t thought about that
    in a long time but now I’m not sure.
    But then I still have a little time to
    prepare…
    “Okay, Rebecca and I are headed in
    that direction. We would see you
    soon.”
    What direction? I thought to
    myself….Wait, are we seeing him now?
    D--n, I am so not ready for this!
    How Do I Face Him and My Emotions wont
    Disappoint Me?

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    oya oooo,,,next

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    I prefer you stayinq a hotel

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    Next ooooo

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    NEXT O

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    Hmmmm….
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    …….Episode 2

    We arrive at where Micheal is and when
    he alighted from the car he was sitting
    in, I stare at him like an idiot and even
    when his mother gets down to go meet
    him, I kept staring at him not knowing
    the next line of action to take.
    He in turn moves closer to the car i was,
    opens it and drags me out of it. Then
    without warning, he pulls me close and
    hugs me tight, very tight, tighter than I
    expected.
    “How are you?” He whispers and I nod,
    there isn’t much space to speak as he
    hasn’t released me from the tight hug. “I
    didn’t know you were coming…” He says
    after he finally releases me. “We have a
    lot to catch up on.” He then directs his
    gaze to his mother “let me drop you off
    mummy and get the mechanic to come
    fix this car.”
    His mother nods in response.. He then
    looked at me and said again “I’ve missed
    you” I blushed.
    “You look well…scratch that, you look
    beautiful” he says to me once the three
    of us head towards where his mum
    needs to run an errand and I’m
    speechless. I don’t know what to say.
    Stop being an idiot, thank you is a good
    way to start!
    I follow the voice in my head and decide
    to give an answer but this comes out
    instead, “I know”
    He laughs, heartily. I remember the
    laughter, it used to be contagious, it still
    is because I chuckle.
    “We really need to catch up on
    everything…” He says to me and looks in
    my direction. His hand finds its way to
    my face and he cups my chin with his
    finger. My heart begins to race and I
    wonder if I’m sane when his phone
    saves me from thinking like a mad
    woman.
    “Linda” he says as he picks it. “What?
    I’m heading home right-away”
    We left together to his place
    immediately he dropped the call.
    ______________________
    “They say she’s really ill! Her parents
    say she can’t make it down here before
    the wedding on Saturday! What the heck
    am I to do baby?”
    Linda sobs like a little child and I try to
    look away from the sight of
    Micheal holding her and calming her
    down as he whispers sweet words to
    her.
    I should be okay with this, I should
    expect this. I mean I knew there would
    be a you-may-kiss-your-bride kiss and
    every other kiss brides and grooms
    share. So why am I not comfortable with
    Micheal holding his bride to be?
    “She is a size 6 baby. None of the girls
    here are that size. Not one single one of
    the bridesmaids. This is a big deal! How
    do I work down the aisle without a maid
    of honour?! That’s like ruining the
    entire wedding!” She continues to say as
    she sobs in the hands of my Micheal.
    I honestly can’t stay here anymore. I
    should have dropped off with Micheal’s
    mum, instead of returning here with
    him and watching this episode.
    “The wedding is ruined…”
    Linda continues to say and I’m tempted
    to shut her up. The wedding can’t be
    ruined cos there is no maid of honour,
    all she needs do is find someone else
    and…..
    “She can be, can’t she?” I hear her say.
    And when I turn to look at her, I realise
    she’s staring at me.
    “What?” I ask, wondering what is going
    on.
    “You are a size 6. The dress would fit
    perfectly. Please be my maid of honour.
    Let me get the dress.” She says and
    disappears into the room.
    I gape at her as she exits.
    ______________________________
    “You did what? Rebecca!”
    I don’t say anything. Nothing at all, I just
    hold the phone to my ear and stare at
    my reflection in the mirror.
    I should have kept the piece of
    information to myself but again, I had to
    share. I had to tell the closest person to
    me at the moment, David. And he’s
    crucifying me for it just as I expected.
    “David…”
    He doesn’t let me speak, “Rebecca, I
    won’t lie to you but you just did the
    most stupid thing anybody can do in this
    situation!”
    That irks me and because I can’t help it,
    I respond “so what now? I’m always
    stupid? I don’t need your lecture right
    now” and then I hang up.
    Face it; you’re really being stupid.
    I can hang up on David but I can’t stop
    my mind from hurling the same words
    at me. Be a maid of honour at my own
    ex’s wedding? A year ago I wanted it to
    be Him and I standing in front of the
    pastor being proclaimed husband &
    wife, I wanted to be the woman
    standing next to him, not the woman
    standing behind the woman standing
    next to him.
    I’m being silly.
    I picked the dress Linda handed over to
    me earlier and within few minutes i had
    pulled off the cloth i was putting on and
    changed to the gown. I stared at my
    reflection in the mirror. I’m wearing the
    maid of honour’s dress. It is a peach
    coloured knee length gown, with short
    sleeves and a plunging neckline. The
    dress fits perfectly like it was made for
    me. I try to smile. But even that doesn’t
    make me feel better about being a maid
    of honour at Micheal’s wedding.
    Someone knocks and I responded “come
    in” without turning to look at who it is.
    “Rebecca. What are you doing?” He asks
    as soon as he steps into the room.
    I turn to stare at him. He is looking at
    me with uncertainty in his eyes.
    “Wearing a dress…”I reply.
    “Don’t be silly Rebecca. What are you
    doing giving Linda’s proposal a
    thought?” He asks, stepping closer and
    making my heart race. Wait, why am I
    feeling this attracted to someone else’s
    husband to be?
    “Micheal it isn’t such a bad idea…”
    “It seems like it is to me. Maybe you
    should seriously think about it before
    giving her an answer” He says, now
    staring into my eyes and standing really
    close to me.
    I try to speak but nothing comes out.
    Am I crossing the line between being a
    good Christian and being utterly foolish?
    Talking about foolish, why am I hoping
    Micheal would hug and kiss me or
    something? And like he can read my
    mind, he does the former but limits the
    latter to my forehead.
    “I care so much about you Rebecca. I
    don’t want you to do something silly…I
    don’t want you to hurt”
    “Oh. You didn’t seem to think of that
    when you walked away a year ago.” I
    snap angrily and then immediately
    wonder why that came out. I step out of
    his embrace and move away from him.
    “Rebecca, you left me no choice…” He
    replies
    “I left you no choice? Listen to yourself…
    you were supposed to be head over
    heels in love with me, yet you walked
    because we had a disagreement!” I
    yelled.
    “It wasn’t just a disagreement and you
    know it.” He responded and I turned to
    face him.
    “Oh?”
    “Yes Rebecca. You were disrespectful to
    me and all we stood for, you took my
    love for granted and didn’t give back as
    much as I did! That relationship lasted
    that long because of me!”
    There’s silence in the room as we both
    stare at each other with so much anger.
    Wait, where did that even come from?
    “I can’t believe you. Now you’re taking
    credit for holding the relationship
    together?” I break the silence after a few
    seconds.
    “I hate to say Yes but it was all me
    Rebecca. All me…I was insanely in love
    with you but all you did was lock up
    your heart, be cold and you cheated
    on…” He stops midway as he realises his
    mistake.
    My heart beats faster and my pulse
    begins to race, he on the other hand
    tries to move closer
    “Get out” I say quietly.
    “Rebecca, I’m sorry…”
    “Get out” I repeat and deep down inside
    of me, I know I’m leaving tomorrow
    morning.

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