Mr Right : He Dumped Me After 5 Years

I walked into the club, loud music, dimly lit, disco light's, pole dancers, wasted guys, drunk girls, those dancing, the money betters throwing their dice, the night stands, offensively dressed, showing off their wares to their customers, it was your typical Lagos club. I paid no attention however to the clubbers as I made for the bar, my head spinning even before I had gotten a drink. 'Whiskey please ' I ordered the barman as he nodded and poured my shot, I placed my purse on the counter and took the glass taking down the liquid in one gulp, the hot drink burning my throat, then my chest and my broken heart. 'Keep em' comin' I told the barman, who nodded again with his funny hairdo and tattooed body covered only by a vest.


Shot after shot, my head kept replaying today's event, I had broken up with Tobi, the only man in my life for the past five year's, much out of frustration than anything else, most of my mates, both friends and not were getting married, I really didn't know what made him drag his feet. 'Is there anything wrong with me? Ehn Tobi? Please tell me, tell me Why you won't stop leading me on. I work, I clean your house, you have access to me, my body, my house, my whole world has evolved around you for five bloody years Tobi! I'm twenty-six for crying out loud, what are you waiting for? Huh? What?  You're waiting for me to grow all old and crappy, so you can leave me for some, some chick? You want to see grey hairs and wrinkles before you wife me?' I threw my feelings at Tobi, red hot feelings at Tobi earlier today.

I could tell he was surprised, taken aback somewhat, but I didn't care, I had to iron things out, here and now. He swallowed hard and began to stammer, 'baby, it's nothing of that sort, you're, you're overreacting, I love you, but,but,but I just need a little time'. I scoffed, 'Time?  Tobi time?  What?  Like five years isn't Time enough?  You have a good job, a great apartment, a beautiful car, baby you're comfortable, which one is time again?' I waited for him to talk but he said nothing, I took a deep breath and calmed myself. 'You know what? maybe I've just wasted my time with you, maybe this just wasn't meant to be'. I picked up my purse from our lunch table in an eatery near where I work, 'Screw you Tobi, we're done!', I said with a note of finality, walking out and letting the tears I had been holding back flow freely, he just sat there, electrocuted, flabbergasted if you ask me, 'he didn't even chase after me' I said to myself as a fresh batch of tears ran down my face. I had begun to feel very tipsy, as I beckoned for my seventh shot....

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