Loving My Best Friend’s Fiance Episode 5

LOVING MY BEST* *FRIEND’S FIANCEE*

EPISODE 5

*Val’s side of the story continues*

Clara finally *recovered after spending agonizing weeks at the hospital but unfortunately for me our *relationsh¡p never recovered and right from the moment* she was discharged started avoiding me. I couldn’t really believe* a woman would abandon her man and wedding plans just because of a singular mistake from her man. It was *something so very incomprehensible.

I had seen friends who their girlfriends caught in the act yet their relationsh¡ps never ended. Why* was mine so different? I couldn’t help but wonder over and over.

As days *progressed I found relief in drinking and started drinking heavily. It was as if my life was already over. I just didn’t know where to start or how* to go about things. Well at least I will soon be a father. I always consoled myself with the thought and yes about Queen, I decided to pay her a visit and see how she would receive me.

On that fateful Thursday afternoon I showed up at her salon, smiling sheepishly. She was so shocked to see me. It was very obvious with the way she froze as her eyes fell on me. She quickly left her salon and joined me outside.

‘’what brings you to my salon Val. I’m really surprised’’ she managed to mutter as she scanned me with her eyes.

‘’I came to see how you and my baby is doing’’ I answered. She scoffed.

‘’which baby?’’ she asked

‘’the one you told me before your wedding’’ I answered quickly.

‘’well I’m sorry; it was something I made up back then. You can see I’m happily married and any child I have now belongs to my husband’’ she softly explained. This time it was my turn to scan her with my eyes. She still looked as s€×y as she used to. Evil thoughts quickly flew into my head.

‘’you ruined my relationsh¡p with Clara, what makes you feel I will allow you to keep yours huh?’’ I asked. She kept quiet.

‘’I have a *wh0le lot of reasons to destroy your marriage. At least I can come to claim your first child and even if I’m not actually the father the dust it will create will be enough to end your marriage’’ I threatened.

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‘’Chidi is very loving and understanding. My marriage can never fail’’ she tried to argue faintly.

‘’that’s your business’’ I scoffed

‘’so what is it you want? I know you didn’t come here only to threaten me’’ she asked. I smiled.

‘’well since I’m no longer in any relationsh¡p at the moment. We can continue from where we stopped. If you can come to my place this evening for us to have a good time and you make me happy, I promise not to do anything that will ruin your marriage’’ I proposed. She kept quiet as she pondered over my proposition.

‘’this evening’’ I said once again, smiled and left her without waiting for a reply. It was a proposition I felt she would take and yes as for me I really didn’t have anything in mind yet for her only that I needed a woman that moment to satisfy my urge.

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*Queen’s side of the story*

My wedding went swiftly as planned even though it was a very low key wedding due *to the fact that we didn’t have much time for something much more robust. I was happy things settled the way it went without much drama. I equally was happy that Clara never actually found* out that I was responsible for the tension between her and her fiancée. I even paid her some visits at the hospital and she never for once confronted me over anything.

Slowly I began to forget my relationsh¡p with Val as I learned to manage my husband and concentrate on other things. To be frank I regretted the *role I played in destroying my friend’s relationsh¡p because I was carried away by s€× and I never knew Val still remembered me till the afternoon he showed up at my salon* with his threats.

I knew I had *to comply to keep his mouth shut because he was nothing but a broken animal that was looking for someone to drag down with him. I knew he meant every threat he* *made and I knew he had nothing to lose at this stage. I regretted ever telling him about the* pregnancy. It really was one of the so many mistakes I made.

Later that evening, I called my *husband to tell him that I would be coming home late due to a home service I was going to render to a customer. Afterwards I proceeded to Val’s house with a pounding heart because* I really didn’t know what to expect in his place.

Val welcomed me with a smile as soon as I showed up at his door, ushered me in and served me a drink. I just was very nervous as I took his drink. Of course I no longer trusted him. He could even be setting me up for all I know.

Minutes later, he came close to me, car-ssed my shoulder and slowly reached for my br-ast. I never resisted him. If that was all he needed, I had no problem giving in to him.

Few minutes later we were in his room where he did to me what he knew how best to do. I couldn’t stop myself from scre-ming out as he licked and knacked me with great abandon, front and back, igniting my wh0le body with fire.

‘’I want you to make me a promise’’ I demanded from Val in one of the evenings I spent in his place.

‘’what do you want?’’ he asked curiously.

‘’that you will never attempt to break up my marriage’’ I solemnly demanded. He quickly shrugged.

‘’I won’t have any reason to do that as long as we are cool together’’ he answered while I looked away with a bit of disappointment. Yes it was fun hanging out discreetly with him but I needed no telling that our affair won’t last long. I had this feeling that ‘once my pregnancy becomes advanced and I stop visiting him that he would start acting funny’. Moreover there wasn’t any way my mind would ever be at peace with him at the corner.

‘’well I promise not only to be giving you s€× from now on-wards but I will now be cooking and washing for you as well whenever I have the strength. So please don’t ever think of betraying me’’ I offered. He giggled and k-ssed me.

‘’my dear I will never try to betray you’’ he promised but Deep down all I now thought of was nothing but how to get rid of him. I really had to do something fast but no idea came to my head apart from poisoning him.

‘’But how do I go about it without raising suspicion?’’ I wondered faintly.

Two days later I nervously approached a very popular ‘herbal’ seller in my area everyone knew by the name BABA. According to stories I heard about him, he had herbal drink for any type of problem. Snake bite, gonorrhea in fact everything and I felt perhaps if I could tell him that I needed to poison someone after stating my reasons he might help me. It was a risk I felt was worthy to take.

I waited at his small shop till his last customer left before first narrating my problem to him. He patiently listened till I landed on what I needed from him. He nodded and stared at me for few more minutes without saying anything, which got me very nervous as I wondered if he would help me or not. Opening up to him was a calculated risk and I made sure I painted a very nice pitiable picture for him. I told him ‘’I’m a pregnant married woman whose ex is threatening to sleep with even with my condition because of a mistake I made by telling him of my pregnancy *before getting married. I told him any day I would stop sleeping with him that my ex could* *end up breaking my home and making my child a bastard. I explained that my ex was a very bad man keen on ruining my marriage by coming for the child he earlier abandoned which he isn’t* even keen of raising if he should have him’’.

‘’well I thought for Igbo people, once a bride price is paid on a woman’s head, any fruit from her belongs to her husband?’’ Baba finally queried.

‘’I don’t know about tradition. I don’t even want my child to be a subject of controversy. I want him to have a happy home’’ I insisted breathlessly.

‘’can you pay two hundred thousand naira for a concoction?’’ he finally asked, settling my nervousness with his demand even though his price was outrageously high.

‘’two hundred thousand naira is too high BABA. Please collect fifty thousand naira from me’’ I pleaded, infuriating him with my bargain.

‘’woman I ordinarily don’t do this. I only listened because of your condition. I don’t like seeing children from broken homes because I grew up in one. The concoction I intend giving you is something that’s untraceable once you mix it in his drink, especially fruit juice, the one you process at home. No doctor can ever discover anything from his blood. It will slowly destroy his immune system and all his org-ns without him noticing till it’s too late. Death is swift once it gets fatal. So if you can’t pay one hundred and fifty thousand naira just forget it and leave my office’’ he explained further. I knew I couldn’t argue with him. I hastily nodded in agreement because he had exactly what I needed. Yes I never intended being a murderer but I had to protect my unborn child.

The next evening I brought Baba’s money and he prepared an odorless liquid for me.

‘’if you can get to blend orange or any fruit to make a fruit juice, just add the content half shot of whisky cup for a medium sized water bottle. By the time he finishes it, send him more and more. By the time you are due to deliver you will see the result’’ he explained while I smiled in contentment.

The next evening, I paid Val a visit with my Greek gift. A very sweet home made juice to buy his heart as I claimed to him. He was so surprised and happy that I would care so much as to take my time to make such juice for him

‘’yes dear I’m doing all these so that by the time I have my baby you won’t try to act smart’’ I told him truthfully but he misinterpreted my words and smiled happily as I safely kept the drink in his fridge.

TBC