Chapter 24: Life on the edge

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We took a cab back to our hotel. We were both at the back of the car as I put my head on his shoulder and slept. I was tired. For that flash twenty minutes he disappeared at the Cinema hall, I thought I lost him. I thought I would never see him again. I thought he was gone and I didn’t know what to do. I had some money with me, enough to return me to Lisbon but it was of no use because I wasn’t returning to Lisbon. I didn’t know what I would have done if he had left, I didn’t know because I didn’t want to think towards that line. It would break me. If it was just about running away from Lisbon, I would not have been affected too much if he left. But I was in love with him too. He was already like the blood in my system. For the first time in my life, I felt different for a man. He was just 25, seven years ahead of me on earth. Exactly what I wanted, someone who has had more experience of life than me. He was everything I ever prayed for. Therefore it was impossible to imagine what would have happened if I didn’t see him when I left the cinema hall.
As soon as we got back to the hotel room, he called Madam Grace.
“Why did you call Jennifer’s parents and tell them I ran away with their daughter?” He fired at Grace.
The phone was on speakout mode, I believed he did that all the time whenever he wanted to speak about things that concerned directly.
“Didn’t she run away with you? I had to tell them what is going on with their daughter,” Grace said.
“I see. It’s time to end this once and for all. My friend has the recorded message now and he wants to go to the Police. So you are going to buy it from him together with the phone. After that, I don’t ever want to see you again. Do you understand me?” Solomon said.
Grace remained quiet.
“My friend will call you any time; make sure you settle with him because whatever happens from now on is no longer my concern.”
“What about Jennifer?” Grace asked.
My heart skipped.
“What about her?” Solomon responded.
He continued, “She is no longer your business. You are a business woman and you must expect to lose sometimes.”
After talking to Grace, Solomon called his Portuguese friend Jose and told him to come to Porto the next day. Jose sounded excited and said he would come with his friend Nuno.
It was already late in the evening but according to Solomon, some people were playing football in England. He said he wanted us to go and watch the watch on TV and play some betting. I wasn’t interested in football but since I didn’t want to lose sight of him again, I followed him to a bar where he filled some forms and gave them money. We watched the football for nearly two hours before he said he won some money. We waited until he received some money and gave me 60 Euros out of the 120 Euros they gave him.
“It’s your money, why are you giving me half of it?” I had asked.
He smiled, “It’s our money now.”
That was how important and loved Solomon made me feel. And down there in Benin City, someone was asking why I followed him.
Early the next morning, Jose, the guy from Lisbon called. He said he was on his way to Porto. Solomon told him to call back when he got to the Sao Bento Central Train Station Porto.
“Baby I am scared of what you want to do. I don’t like that Jose boy,” I said.
I was trying g to be clever enough to cover the obvious collisions that would be happening between Jose and me. The last time I was with Jose in Montijo Lisbon, he was all over me. He said he liked me. He said he adored me and wanted to have me as his girl. I tried to make him understand that I was with Solomon. It seemed to have worked but I had this feeling he might start something again. Not that I couldn’t handle him but I was afraid to make any mistake. I knew my life was hanging on a tiny unstable rope in Portugal; all that was required was for Solomon to get angry and I would crash back to nothing.
“Why don’t you like him?” Solomon asked.
“I don’t know, I just don’t want him around me. He makes me uncomfortable,” I said.
He looked at me with surprise, “Is there something you are not telling me about Jose?”
“No, just that he said he liked me and I don’t want him to say such things again, especially now that you are everything I want in life,” I murmured.
“I see,” he said, “Why am I just hearing this now?”
“I didn’t know you will ever invite him again, I thought that after the first business you had with him, we will never have to see him again.”
He stood up and held me. “You don’t have to be afraid of anything. Since Jose said something like that even when he knew you are with me, he will have to pay something in return.”
I nodded as he assured me that he would never allow Jose to come near me.
Around 11am, Solomon left. He said he was going to bring Jose to the hotel. An hour later, he returned to the room.
“Where is he?” I asked as soon as I opened the door for him.
“He is in the room opposite ours, that’s where he will stay.”
We played until around 3pm when I told him I was hungry and needed to eat. Outside our room, he knocked on room 211. When Jose opened the door, he smiled at me.
“We meet again,” Jose said to me.
I didn’t know if it was good to smile back at him or not. I didn’t know if there were implications and consequences for such action; therefore I just nodded and kept quiet. Solomon pretended he didn’t hear or see anything but I knew he was mentally monitoring us. He once told me that girls were capable of doing anything especially if they got better offers.
We all went down to a restaurant and ate. Jose wouldn’t stop staring at me but that wasn’t my major problem. What baffled me was why Solomon didn’t say a word about what was going on. He knew I wasn’t comfortable; I wanted him to tell Jose to forget about me. As a result, I vowed I wasn’t going anywhere with Solomon again as long as Jose would follow us. I needed to stay away from that temptation.
When we returned to our room, I asked Solomon why he didn’t want to say or do anything about Jose’s interest in me.
“I don’t have to do a thing. In a matter of days, Jose won’t be able to see you again. We will leave Porto as soon as this new deal is done. There is no need stirring up trouble that time itself will solve.”
It was more like it. I needed every assurance in the book. I was afraid and I believed it was normal.

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4 Responses

  1. Good job Zuby keep it coming ozoigbondu 1 of Berlin

  2. Unlock those chapters in perfect couple stories abeg .

    Still following bumper to bumper ….

    • I didn’t one them. The author of that work closed it.
      His name and phone number are there. You can contact him.

  3. Ok

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