Fiwa’s ‘Netflix and Chill’ with Dumebi(Diary of an Oluyole babe, Sunday 31st July)
I was up early but laid still in bed. As soon as I noticed Fiwa was fiddling with the door, I sat up. I wanted to see the look on her face when she realises that I was in. She was pretty shocked and kind of freaked out. Her face flushed with embarrassment. I didn’t even let her cook up lies. I just kept asking ‘why did you do it? We talked about it, just why?’
Fiwa came up with some annoying self-pity stories, and that really got on my nerves.
I didn’t even know when I flared up and started judging her. I had tears streaming down my face as different words flew out of my mouth. I was there, I saw all that she went through after her abortion saga; I saw the transition from her gloominess to loving life again. Why then will she set up herself, letting her emotions rule her?! I am not perfect, but I feel saddled with a responsibility to protect Fiwa, and I pretty much blame myself for leaving her in the company of Dumebi. Boredom could have lured her to him. I am hating Dumebi already as I write this.
Fiwa just sat and cried. She picked her clothes and said she was leaving. I didn’t care at first. But as I saw her walk out the door, I ran after her. We cried together. She told me she’ll be safe. She told me to stop getting worried over her. She reminded me she was 2 years and 4 months older than myself and that I had no right to talk to her the way I did. I was extremely sorry.
I fixed us a breakfast of Yam and egg. We watched some episodes of Jenifa’s diary on my laptop. I just hoped Fiwa and Dumebi’s netflix and chill isn’t just another one night stand. If they start a relationship, I have no option but to accept it. I just want us all to be safe.