He remembers……….

The day he decided to sit his stray ass down was the night that Nana pointed a gun at him.
That was a year ago he remembered vividly, A gun he never knew existed or belonged to his diminutive and quiet off and on girlfriend of 7 years. Fun loving Nana had a gun in his face and tears in her eyes, talking hysterically about his other girlfriends and Rosa, asking him why he lied to her, He couldn't believe his eyes or his ears, it was a dream he tried convincing himself but no way he could see the nozzle of the gun pointed at him, infact pointed to his head!

They had just come in from a last Friday night out, it was past 2am when they walked into his flat, and they rushed to the settee struggling and giggling to find a comfy spot, her eyes sparkled as she laughed throwing her head back. He filled the small settee with his body while she lay on his body, holding him tight. She felt as small on him as he could barely feel her weight as she snuggled on his chest then she quickly got up mumbling and headed straight for the room. Well, closing his eyes and drifting slightly waiting for her to come back, he heard the wardrobe slam and sound of things been scattered the sound was coming from the other room , yeah the room that he always kept locked whenever Nana was around, 'shit' he said to himself getting up and runing up the stairs. the sound of things being scattered became louder as he got to the top of the stairs , the door was wide open and he could see her back, the furious little hands was scattering clothes in the wardrobe, female clothes.
'baby' was all he could say with a gentle soft voice, she spurned round and pointed the gun at him, tears streaming down her eyes.

'baby you know I told you not to come into this room, its my sister's' he said trying to cajole her,

'yeah right your sister…, so how come this picture of you kissing your sister is framed in here? and which of your Sisters,ehen? The one your father never saw? abi?' she asked him pointing to a picture of him with Rosa

'…I told you that's past, told you all about her …please baby drop the gun we can talk about it' he said trying to come closer,

'if you take any step closer I'll shot you' she said her voice stern with warning ' so you tell me its over but your phone says it isn't, you still send her texts messages, you still love her and want her, what about 'fricking me? Ehen? Ehen? I'm just a plaything...abi? talk now' her voice getting higher filled with emotions as tears streamed down her face

'…..you liar! Liar!! Talking all that shit about love and how you can't do anything without me! What about Rosaa! ? ehenn' she was pacing, crying and talking at same time, the gun was wobbly in her fingers, she was shaking

'…baby, I'm sorry you know I love you' he said in the most soothing voice he could muster, trying to creep slowly to her side, he had to get the gun, his life was at stake here and didn't want anything happening to both of them,

'DON'T BABY ME!' she screamed, turning to him, he quickly froze in his tracks. He was just 3 paces away from her, her eyes were bloodshotred,like she had smoked a joint or filled up on brandy. luckily the gun was faced down, dangling from her fingers....it was a Smith & Wesson Ladysmith, prayerfully he inched closer, he took another step closer, she was breaking down, sobbing like a baby, the next steps came so fast and felt like an eternity as he finally and gently removed the gun from her hands. He held her and fell on the bed. Cradling her in his arms, she was shaking and crying, he could feel the tremor, stroking her hair and kissing her forehead he felt so bad and, annoyed with himself. What if she was a real lunatic, gone loco or something? He asked himself he might have been dead by now, he looked at Nana, the tears had stopped but the tremors where getting harder, he felt so sorry for her , checking to quantify the feelings he had for her. The past 6 months where wonderful, they kept breaking up and coming back that he was used to her presence, calmness and personality. He thought about Rosa, the girl in the picture, she was exotic, tall colored like chocolate milk and lithe. Those where the attraction, the thrill but where his heart laid was here with Nana, Nana in his arms. He held her tightly kissing her scattered hair. His thought went to Delia, it was just a flirtatious affair, she liked the fun and was available so he took the chance or was it Afa or Kenam? 'All this most stop', he thought to himself, here he was putting the girl of his life in such pain, first time in his life he felt loved. Loved by this woman whom he's treated shabbily in the past, this woman who knew him to his bones. Next thing she shrugged his hands off and jumped off the bed out the door in a flash, the next thing he heard was a loud slam of the front door. Before he got to the last stairs he heard her car reversing, he was shouting the security guard's name as he stormed out of the house,

"Dave! Don't open the door for her, lock the gates!' too late as the motorized gates where already wide open and Nana sped off into the night.

'God!' he shouted holding his head with his hands. 'This girl will not kill me o!' thank God he hasn't changed clothes and his keys where still in his pockets,where his thoughts as he sprinted towards his BMW Z4 coupe, he knew she was crying again and her thoughts jumbled up, he prayed she could drive as the time was 3am. Well she rarely drank alcohol and took just a little brandy at the last club before they came home. Well that was what he hoped as he remembered her eyes and he prayed she wasn't under the influence of any substance.

After 7 years of being together he knew just where she'll be, at Silva's house her best friend that hated him with a passion, she saw it in her eyes and her voice whenever he was around her. Dave open the door he shouted as the security guard was staring at him confused, Dave started running towards the gate to manually open it as he sensed the urgency in his boss's voice, he wanted to explain why he allowed Madam out but his boss was not in the mood for small talk. ..'God what he going to do when he sees her, he wanted her now than before, he loved the fire and spark in her eyes. He wanted the strength in her voice with him always.

He was like a mad man driving ready to pass through any barricade just to get to her, Silva's house was 30 minutes away but he got there in 12 miintues. Parking at the gate he started knocking so loud, he saw the porch lights where on and Silva's husband, Baba was already walking towards the gate, by the far left was a black BMW X3, Nana's car.

'Hey dude!' Baba called out as he got close to the gate,

'you in serious trouble' he said with a chuckle.

'Sammy oya open the gate' Baba instructed his security guard, Dayo was in no time for chit chat and Baba was tired of seeing his wife upset. Dayo sprinted straight to the house with Baba calling out to be careful of the women and their trouble. He got to the porch and tried opening the door it was locked.

'Awhhh come on please open the door I need to see Nana' Dayo said pleadingly,

'no way she's not here. I wonder what Baba told you' Silva replied her voice muffled from within.

'See Silva please her car is parked outside' Dayo said pleading

'Go away she does not want to see you',
Baba was soon behind him,

'sweets its ok, open the door for him or for us'.

'Baba please stay out of this' came her warning voice

'Ok, am I going to sleep outside?' Baba asked his furious wife

'Yes, what did I tell you to do? I told you to make sure that the guards do not open the gate. Didn't I? So you have to stay out till daylight' came her fast reply before she added 'Sweets'

'Awwwwwwwwwh come on sweets, baby doll, please am really sorry, thought you told me to let him in and Nana said i should let him in....please Baby' no reply came from within after 5 minutes

'ok am escorting Dayo away right now' Baba said, as they made to turn round they heard Nana's voice talking softly to Silva, they where behind the door and talking quietly...

'Please Silva, don't do this to your husband because of me, please open the door', Nana pleaded

'Please open the door, please, please' Nana begged her friend.

Silva finally opened the door after several minutes of pleading, angry talks and quiet letting Dayo and Baba in. Nana was sitting in a dark corner her body bent, Dayo walked straight to her knelt down, the tears where hot streaming down her eyes. He cleaned them with his palm,

'Nana would you marry me?' was the next thing he said. He was shocked by what came out his mouth, that was an understatement he was stunned by his words. Nana was quiet and still.

'shit, i've messed this up again' he thought to himself.

'Nana am very sorry and I promise today in the presence of God, Silva and Baba I'll stop playing around and be all the man you want me to be. I'm sorry for hurting you and putting you through such pain and heartache. Please forgive; I want you by my side always with me at night. Please Nana, I love you',

he just had to make things right and if promising her the whole of Lekki would make thing right he was prepared to do it. Her bent head went up and stared at him, her big eyes searching him, that wasn't what he planned to say and he felt so scared by the words that came out his mouth, commitment, 'stop playing!' he shouted at himself inside. Well he really needed God now was all he could mutter under his breathe. Slowly he leaned and kissed her on the lips. The lips where like wood, immovable and dry.
then he heard her baby voice

'I'm sorry for pointing a gun at you, never meant to harm you in anyway' she muttered as he tried kissing her again.

'Please forgive me' she said and she held him. He was sure Silva was fuming as he held Nana.

'I've forgiven you, its all my fault am really sorry baby......' he replied holding her close to his chest.

'Please answer my question, will you marry me?' he asked again, more determined to be honest and true to his feelings and reality.


And her answer gave birth to this day, a year and 2 months later. He could see his beautiful wife dancing with joy, looking so beautiful, with her .42kt diamond platinum ring sparkling bright the sure envy of lots of girls. he felt so proud, finally he did it, this day is finally happening was all he could tell himself. Dancing close to his bride when his roving eyes caught Rosa smiling and giving him a wink, she looked so ravishing and sexy just like the night before....


to be continued....................