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4GIRLS, 4BOYS, 1WEEKEND. 1 (+18)


          ‘No no and no, I can’t take it anymore, this is so disgraceful, that bastard, can you believe the way he treated me?’ I sat there filing my nails, my feet tucked under me as I listened to my friend rant on.

‘This time, it’s over, I can’t continue like this, I won’t go back to him!’ she declared. I tried not to smile but I couldn’t hide it.

‘Sandra, why are you smiling? I’m pouring out my heart to you and you are just sitting there saying nothing! Worst still you are smiling. Is this funny? That my boyfriend is humiliating me around town?’ She asked.

‘Ok Bimpe, calm down and sit down,’ I said.

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‘No, I’m not sitting down, I can’t sit down, I’m very angry.’

‘Girlfriend, please sit down, see, John is not here and he can’t see how agitated you are, it’s you and me here, so let’s talk girl-to-girl,’ I said, she eyed me and sat down.

‘Bimpe, we live together and this is not the tenth time you will be coming in crying foul. I mean this guy beats you, molest you, disrespects you and then comes back and beg and you go back to him. What exactly is your problem? Is love that blind?’ I asked.

‘But I love him and he loves me too,’ she said.

‘Oh poor baby! Do I have to beat you to make you see this guy doesn’t give a shit about you? Love is not a do or die affair oo. You are pretty, intelligent, hardworking and successful, you deserve better my dear,’ I told her.


  1.           She broke into tears and I went to hold her.

‘I know I deserve better but I love him and I’m scared to be alone,’ she confessed sobbing.

‘Darling, there’s a difference between being alone and being lonely. Don’t be afraid to stand alone sometimes. You may be surrounded and still be lonely just like you are now.’ I said holding and soothing her. The door opened and Koyin entered.

‘What’s going on here, can I join the group hug because I really need a very big hug right now?’

‘John slapped Bimpe in front of his friends today because she hugged an old school mate who is a guy,’ I told her.

‘WHAT! That insecure stupid guy! We should have him arrested!’ Koyin said.

‘Let’s not do that, the good thing is that our friend is not going back to him,’ I said, Koyin looked at me with raised eyebrow. I shrugged and Koyin looked at Bimpe, questioning her with her eyes, Bimpe answered the unasked question.

‘I know I’ve said this many times in the past but this time, it’s final,’ she said with a straight face and her chin set in a determined way. Then Koyin gave us the shocker of the year.

‘Well, seems today is a heartbreaking day. Usman and I broke up today.’

‘WHAT!!!’ Bimpe and I echoed our eyes almost bulging out of their sockets and our mouth dropping to our jaws. We were surprised because Koyin had the best boyfriend amongst us four friends. Their relationship was perfect and they were so happy together, so we thought!

‘What happened?’ Sandra asked cleaning her own tears.


          ‘Well, it seems our rose had its own thorn. Actually, we’ve been having problems for like three months or thereabout. His mother said we can’t get married because I’m a Yoruba girl and worst still a Christian, and you all know Usman is a Hausa man and a devoted Muslim, so today, I went to his house after I closed from work and I met a young pretty girl in his house, wearing the shirt I bought for him the last valentine. All the pictures we took together were nowhere in sight and the girl proudly told me she is his fiancé and she even had a ring to show for it,’ she told us sighing. She rested her back on the sofa and looked up, a silent tear rolled down her left eye. I stood up in agitation.

‘Please tell me you killed the bitch or, at least, you gave her the beating of her life?’ I asked.

‘No I didn’t do anything to her; she and I had no business together.’

‘Fuck! You are too gentle. If I wa….’ The door opened again and Amanda, our drama queen walked in.

‘Sup bitches, are you guys trying to un-friend me or what’s the meeting about?’ We all hissed and I said,

‘Can’t you read moods or must you always be the center of attention? Can’t you see something is wrong here?’ She dropped her bag on the floor and searched our faces.

‘I’m sorry girls, so what’s wrong?’ she asked and I told her.

‘Shit! Bastards! I’m sorry to hear this but I’m glad you are not going back to that fool Bimpe, so what does Usman have to say about this?’ Amanda demanded.

          ‘I called him and told him I was at his house and I saw a strange woman. I asked what’s going on and he said he was sorry, he didn’t mean for me to find out like that, that he couldn’t go against his family’s wish. Can you imagine? And I asked what will happen to me and he said he was sorry it’s over! Can you believe that crap? Four years of my life was ended over the phone. Just like that!’ She narrated bitterly.

‘Inconsiderate coward,’ I said.

‘Foolish bastard,’ Amanda said.

‘Ode, oloriburuku, oloshi,’ Bimpe said and we all burst into laughter then went quiet again. Then Amanda said.

‘Someone needs to check today’s date because you girls won’t believe I’ve been calling Uche for two days now and he has not been picking up. Does he think he can just leave me like that?’ We all tried to hide our sarcastic faces and I gave a fake cough. Amanda looked at all of us and threw her hands in the air before it came to fold over her chest.

‘What now? Can’t I get any sympathy here?’ I cleared my throat and asked her.

‘Ama, do you call what you have with Uche a relationship?’

‘Yes of course,’ she replied. I laughed and she rolled her eyes at me, Koyin asked.

‘What about Alhaji?’

‘He is a spare part, he doesn’t count,’ she said and Bimpe asked,

‘What about Segun?’

‘Segun is just for sex, its Uche I love nah?’ She said.

‘Do you now see why you can’t get our sympathy?’ I told her.

‘Whatever! But if Uche is treating me well I won’t be going after other men now,’ she said sitting down and crossing her legs.

‘Come on Ama, you like men, you can’t be satisfied with one.’ I said while Bimpe and Koyin nodded in agreement. Amanda laughed and clapped her hands and she said;

‘See me, see you oo, see kettle calling the pot black! You that have five boyfriends nko? What are you?’ She asked. I sat back on my chair, crossed my left leg over my right leg and said;

‘Point of correction sweetheart, they are not my boyfriends, they are my partners and unlike you girls, I don’t love them or claim to love them. I use them and discard them when I like. I have one for sex, one for money, one for an outing, one for business and one for keeping my company. You girls should realize men are like babies, you lead them where you want them to go, don’t get attached, love is for fools,’ I lectured. They all kept quiet and I could tell they were digesting what I’ve said while I was lost in my thoughts.


The greatest gift you can give to yourself is being truthful and sincere to yourself. I mean, deep down in yourself you always know the things that are best for you.


          I wasn’t always like this, I didn’t just stop believing in love but with what I’ve seen and experienced, I felt love wasn’t for me! I have tried many times to tell these girls that they were wasting their times loving guys. Besides, there are too much gorgeous men in this world, you should taste as many as possible but if a man wanted exclusive relationship then he should put a ring on that finger not me wasting my time cooking, cleaning and fucking you and you dumping me at the end of the day.


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