I felt like running my car over him. I forced a smile, came down and walked towards my door. "hi" I said and walked past him to open my door. "Fidah......" he started to say... I tuned around and gave him a thunderous slap. He didn't react, I slapped him again and again and again. I used my bag to hit him then my shoes, then my mobbing stick. I went wild... "how dare you show up at my doorstep after 15 days of shutting me out?".. Dexter didn't react to all my madness, he just held my hands tight preventing me from throwing more blows and slaps. He knelt down, he was crying, he held my feet and put his face to it." kill me Fidah, pls kill me" he begged.
"of course I will, wait for me" I ran into my kitchen looking for my knife, let's end this whole freaking game, my knife suddenly went missing, it wasn't in its usual position, I took my frying spoon and my wooden spoon. I took fork and bread knife. I will surely kill him, massacre his destiny, in his next life he won't treat a lady this way. I came out to meet two of my neighbors with him, he was still crying, Pretender!!
I rushed towards him, my eyes stinging with tears. The fork first went into his shoulder. I was about giving him a second stab when my neighbors held me. I was out of control, I didn't care what anyone would think of me. I was like a mad woman, two people could not hold me down. Dexter was not moved. His shoulder was bleeding, he was still on his knees. I was so angry I was crying. My nose was running, my hair was flying in every corner, I had lost some buttons on my blouse. I didn't care "Get out" I screamed. People were peeping through the gate, all my neighbors were out. They have never seen me act this way, they have never heard my voice. I go to work early and come back really late because of the nature of my job. Weekends were used to wash, clean and relax. Everyone kept asking what was going on, I wished I could tell them what this bastard has just put me through, I wished they would let me blow his head off. Kai, why did he have to show up after Kate left? It would have been double wahala for him. I calmed, I slowed. I staggered like a drunk woman to my apartment, my nightmare surly wasn't ending anytime soon, my personal hell was back and was blowing fully on me..
Two of my neighbors wife came into the room "Aunty abeg no vex, we never see you like this before, whatever the brother do you, abeg forgive am, he dey very sorry" one of them said in pidgin English. I wanted to be alone, I stood up from my bed and went into my toilet and locked myself in. I wished at this moment I had a gun. I sat on the WC and cried my eyes out. I cried because I have been hurt, I cried because no one would understand, I cried because I almost killed Dexter, the worst of it all, I cried because I still loved the beast Dexter. I loved the goat, I cried because I missed him, a part of me was glad he showed up. I replayed what just went down and cried even harder. What If I had gotten hold of my knife? When did I become this monster? I thought of calling Kate, I looked at the time, she would not have arrived Abuja yet. I thought of going to the police, but then I was equally guilty because I stabbed him. Was still pondering on what to do when I heard the very Familiar voice "Baby please forgive me". He was at my toilet door, "let me make it up to you, I bought everything our baby will be needing, I bought pampers, a lot of them, I bought dresses because I ve a feeling you are giving me a girl. I bought toys and I've ordered a cot"
Ahn ahn, abi this one is mad ni? Which baby is this goat buying pampers for? I asked myself. "Go away please, don't look for words in my mouth, after you asked me to go for a termination and blocked me for weeks, u re showing up with baby stuffs, u must be sick" I spat out angrily, this Dexter must be a psychopath.
"biko just go away abeg" I wasn't in the mood to play games with the devil, it was too early.
Dexter sat by the door crying and wailing about not knowing what came over him, he was under too much pressure, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah......
He begged that I had to hear him out. I came out of the toilet and there he was, my Dexter, he hugged me and held me really really tight. He was crying, I was crying, why do I have to suffer in love? The most annoying part was I still loved this man whose embrace felt like heaven to me. I've missed his scent, he kissed my neck and whispered he was sorry into my ears. My guards and every brick I had built to guard my emotions were shattered. I hugged him back, I held him closer, it felt so right at the moment. We remained like that for about 3 minutes before we both sat on the floor, sitting opposite each other while he explained to me why he had been a goat.
His family was at the center of it all, but still, I expected Dexter to have stood by me and I told him so.
To cut long story short, Dexter spent a week and four days in my house. He had also come to invite me for his sister's wedding ceremony,, he really wanted me to be there. He wanted me to look my best as his plan was to make his family see that we were still together.
Did I agree to attend? oh yes, I did.
It was the week of his sister's wedding, I made my longest Brazilian hair and my Tailor sure made the perfect dress for me. The aim was to outshine the bride and bring attention to myself.
Friday evening after work, I headed for the airport, I was going to Bayelsa state, my state and Dexter's state for the wedding. My flight was suppose to be for 8pm but was delayed till 9pm.i arrived Bayelsa and was picked up by Dexter.
We drove to his personal house, None of his family members knew I was Around, I rehearsed my entrance, my steps, how I would turn my neck so my weave could fly in the air and all of that shit.
Dexter was the perfect gentle man. He even left the master's bedroom for me and went to sleep in the guest room.
The wedding day came, and I Fidah, dressed up in all my glory and majesty stepped into the center of the ceremony, in Dexter's hands. My gown was flowing and really full, it had stone that shone like the stars. My tailor had taken out her time to make this master piece for me. I had a tiara on my head, my makeup was perfectly done and I walked with my head held high, my rings glittered under the sun, and I gave them the moves I have been practicing.
I almost busted into laughter when I saw the look on their faces . They had this look of betrayal, I pitied them. They weren't expecting Dexter to show up with me dressed like the royalty that I am. I looked them all in the eyes as we walked at the center of the arranged canopies to take our seat. I did the model wave and proceeded to say hello to the bride whose face was looking red and swollen with anger." Oh yes sweety, I'm here to steal your shine" I thought to myself. I approached her carefully swinging my hips side to side. I got to her canopy and that was when I had the shock of my life. She was heavily pregnant!!
My mood went sour, I looked down at her protruding stomach and then I looked in her eyes, then down at her stomach making sure she was fully aware I was looking at her stomach. I thought of just walking away, but, this was my moment and I must live it to the fullest. I finger my thirty six inches weavon and said a casual "hi' to her husband. Then I looked at her and told her" Congratulations on your marriage and the soon arrival of your baby". She didn't respond, she eyed me and looked away. I laughed a wicked laugh and told her "Enjoy, it's your day"
I walked back to my seat majestically with Dexter following behind. I was sour on the inside but I still kept a smiling face. How could 
Chei!!!!.
We sat down and Dexter could already feel my anger. Sheer wickedness. Evil! Barbaric!
I had not seen Dexter's mother, "let's go say hi to your mum" and before he could refuse, I was already on my feet. I know my way around this house. Dexter looked like a puppy following me around but I don't bloody care, I came here to stir their peace of mind.
"what are you doing here?" a voice thundered, I turned in my glory to face Dexter's mother. This was my moment......
To be continued.....