Confessions of a Fat Girl 98: Kisses…and Blood!

5
1090

16th April, 2010

Akwaugo and I sat alone on the table, at the upscale restaurant she had reserved for Ogonna’s bridal shower. We had only reserved a few tables, but the owners had been kind enough to allow us hang a few banners and balloons in that section…but we needn’t have bothered, as not only was the bride a no-show, all her friends didn’t show up either. One by one, they had all called to cancel, with one reason or the other. From the one who had to work late, to the one whose child wasn’t feeling well, to the one who had food poisoning…one by one, our guest list kept getting smaller and smaller…until it was just us two…Akwaugo and I.

The only person who had been honest with us had been our big cousin, Ebere, who called us at the restaurant, to tell us Ogonna had called her that morning, to tell her she wasn’t on speaking terms with Akwaugo, and so would not be coming for the shower. She had obviously done the same with the other invitees, hence why they had decided not show up.

“She says her friends in Jersey are throwing her a bridal shower on Sunday, and that I should attend that one instead,” she’d said. “Biko, unu ekwesighi ilu ogu, okwa unu ma na unu bu umunne! You shouldn’t be fighting at a time a like this! This is something we have all been praying for, and it has finally come. I am not happy this is happening. Whatever the case, please reconcile with your sister, ehn, Akwaugo!”

Akwaugo shook her head, when the conversation was over. “This your sister is something else!” she muttered.

I sighed deeply, not knowing what to say. I knew how much effort and money Akwaugo had expended, trying to make tonight special for Ogonna. To see it all go to waste, just because Ogonna insists on holding on to a grudge I don’t even understand, just broke my heart.

When Akwaugo’s phone rang again, we thought yet another person was calling to cancel. But from the way her face lit up, I instinctively knew who it was.

“No, she didn’t come. It’s just Ihunna and I here…” she looked at me, and smiled. “Yes, she knows,” she giggled, “You will? Okay, see you in a bit! There’s more than enough food!”

“Chiemela?” I asked, as if I didn’t already know.

She nodded, the hurt and disappointment of Ogonna’s actions completely gone. “He said he’ll stop by here, to say hello to you,” excitedly, she waved for a Waiter. “I think we can order now. I know what Chiemela likes, so I’ll order for him. No need waiting any longer, since it’ll be just us three!”

Less than thirty minutes later, Chiemela arrived. Seeing him made my heart melt. I’d forgotten how fond of him I’d grown. He looked so much better than the last time I’d seen him. And it wasn’t anything physical. He just looked…happy!

“It’s good to see you!” I said, as we embraced.

“Thank you!” he’d said, and I knew it wasn’t because of what I’d said. I knew he was grateful of my acceptance of their relationship.

Watching them together, I knew that there was clearly a difference between what they had, and whatever he’d shared briefly with Ogonna. With Ogonna, he’d been trying to recapture an old crush, a childhood infatuation. But with Akwaugo, he had fallen in love…in the true sense of the word. The bond and chemistry between them was so strong, even a blind person could feel it. It was pure magic. My sister, my usually aggressive and cantankerous sister, had become a mellow ball of giddiness. It was a joy to watch.

So, we had enjoyed 3 wonderful courses, whilst gisting about old times, and then about their own love story. I laughed hysterically over the little anecdotes he shared about Akwaugo, and marveled how, in such a short space of time, he has found out so much about her…and vice versa.

Before long, they felt free enough in my presence to exchange little kisses here and there, and other PDA gestures. They were too cute for words.

The only dampener to the evening was when we had talked about how things were with Ogonna. He had been upset to hear it, and even more so because he was the apparent cause of the whole thing. I searched for any trace of arrogance or satisfaction over the fact that Ogonna was reacting the way she was, but there was none. He seemed genuinely upset about the turn of events. In true Chiemela fashion, he made us promise to go to Jersey, for Ogonna’s other bridal shower, on Sunday.

“But she said she doesn’t want to see me again!” Akwaugo protested weakly.

“Sweetness, you know she didn’t mean any of that. You are going to go there on Sunday, and you two are going to make up…okay?” he’d insisted.

She’d reluctantly agreed, and he’d even made me promise to go a day earlier, tomorrow, so that it wouldn’t be like Akwaugo and I were ganging up against her. And it made a lot of sense.

Soon, the lovely evening was over, and the three of us walked out into the busy Manhattan street. Even though it was almost 10pm, the streets were as busy as ever, especially as it was a Friday. The weather was beautiful, so we decided to walk a few blocks, before maybe getting a cab, or possibly continuing the journey all the way home. Chiemela had his arm around Akwaugo, as we set of on our walk.

Without warning, a yellow cab pulled up beside us, and a man jumped out of it, and charged at us. It was Kel.

Before anyone could say ‘Jack Robinson’, he had descended on Chiemela, hammering him with punches. I rushed to Akwaugo’s side, as she’d also fallen to the ground, from the impact.

“Kelechi, get off him! Get off him right now!!!” she screamed, as I restrained her from attacking her ex-husband. The man is built like a footballer (and I don’t mean the polite soccer…but the aggressive American brand of football), and would possibly injure her seriously, if he decided to face her.

Chiemela was soon able to wriggle himself out of the chokehold, and he rose to his feet, blood streaming from his nose and mouth.

criminal-fighting-with-a-person_318-56137

“So this is why you don’t want us to get back together?!” Kel yelled, the many veins in his head bulging from his anger. “Dude, you better stay away from my wife…you hear me!”

“Last I checked, you were divorced!” Chiemela retorted, wiping the blood from his nose.

“From one Nigerian man to another…from one Igbo man to another…you better stay away from my woman! Or the next time, you wont be as lucky as tonight!” Kel answered, his eyes still flashing with rage.

“Nwoke’m, I only respected my woman tonight. The next time, I wont be the one bleeding!” Chiemela retorted.

The phrase ‘my woman’ obviously sparked something in Kel’s head, as he’d charged at Chiemela again. But this time, Akwaugo got in the middle.

“Will you get away from here, you brute animal!!!” she screamed, hitting him hard on the chest. “It is not by force!!! We both signed divorce papers! You left me for another woman! Why can’t you just let me be!!!” she suddenly noticed the other person in the car, and realization dawned on her. Sitting in the cab was Nonso, Kel’s friend. Apparently he’d been in the restaurant as well, had seen Akwaugo and Chiemela’s PDA, and had immediately notifed his friend. “God punish you, Nonso! When Kel was cheating on me all over Manhattan, where were you?!”

“Ugo! I’m going to pretend like tonight never happened!” Kel said to his ex-wife, holding her by the shoulders. “I’m gonna come over to the house tomorrow, and we’re gonna talk about us! We need to stop this foolishness, and get back together as a family!”

Akwaugo shrugged off his hands. “You better stay far away from me, Kelechi! If you ever, EVER, try this again, not only will I get a restraining order against you, I’ll make sure you never see those kids again!” then taking Chiemela by the hand. “Let’s go!”

As they walked away, I was left staring at my former brother-in-law, the one who had never really bothered to get to know me, because of his obvious condescension on his wife’s family…whom he, and his family, thought they were better than.

“Talk to your sister, Ijeoma!” he’d pleaded.

I shook my head and laughed. “It’s Ihunna! And I would rather serve my head to a pack of dogs, than to see her back together with you! So, you better crawl back to the hole you came out from, or wherever it is low lifes like you reside!”

I felt his eyes on me as I walked away, but I couldn’t help but feel some sense of triumph.

Yeye man!

 

Untitled

Catch up on Ihunna’s story here:

  1. Confessions of a Fat Girl 1: Grubbido
  2. Confessions of a Fat Girl 2: Fragile
  3. Confessions of a Fat Girl 3: Defiant
  4. Confessions of a Fat Girl 4: Progress
  5. Confessions of a Fat Girl 5: The Gym
  6. Confessions of a Fat Girl 6: Killjoy
  7. Confessions of a Fat Girl 7: Pain
  8. Confessions of a Fat Girl 8: Frenemies
  9. Confessions of a Fat Girl 9: Exhilarated
  10. Confessions of a Fat Girl 10: Popcorn
  11. Confessions of a Fat Girl 11: Free-fall
  12. Confessions of a Fat Girl 12: Sunday Morning
  13. Confessions of a Fat Girl 13: Mission Reactivated
  14. Confessions of a Fat Girl 14: New Things
  15. Confessions of a Fat Girl 15: Bad Business
  16. Confessions of a Fat Girl 16: Luxury Items
  17. Confessions of a Fat Girl 17: The Solution
  18. Confessions of a Fat Girl 18: Magic Formula
  19. Confessions of a Fat Girl 19: Date Night
  20. Confessions of a Fat Girl 20: Quinoa
  21. Confessions of a Fat Girl 21: Perfect Fit
  22. Confessions of a Fat Girl 22: Keeping In Touch
  23. Confessions of a Fat Girl 23: Delete
  24. Confessions of a Fat Girl 24: Philosophical
  25. Confessions of a Fat Girl 25: Keep it Moving
  26. Confessions of a Fat Girl 26: My Co-Wife
  27. Confessions of a Fat Girl 27: Old Jeans & Old Friends
  28. Confessions of a Fat Girl 28: Prawn Stir Fry
  29. Confessions of a Fat Girl 29: Facebook Tagging
  30. Confessions of a Fat Girl 30: Detox Part 2
  31. Confessions of a Fat Girl 31: Abs & Crunches
  32. Confessions of a Fat Girl 32: Making Notes
  33. Confessions of a Fat Girl 33: Christmas Party
  34. Confessions of a Fat Girl 34: Ashiedu
  35. Confessions of a Fat Girl 35: Willpower
  36. Confessions of a Fat Girl 36: Packing…and TV
  37. Confessions of a Fat Girl 37: Last Minute
  38. Confessions of a Fat Girl 38: Body Image
  39. Confessions of a Fat Girl 39: Christmas Trip
  40. Confessions of a Fat Girl 40: Christmas in the Village
  41. Confessions of a Fat Girl 41: Daddy’s Girl
  42. Confessions of a Fat Girl 42: 2010
  43. Confessions of a Fat Girl 43: Uzoamaka
  44. Confessions of a Fat Girl 44: Sugar Binge
  45. Confessions of a Fat Girl 45: The E-mail
  46. Confessions of a Fat Girl 46: She whose name must not be repeated
  47. Confessions of a Fat Girl 47: Smokescreen
  48. Confessions of a Fat Girl 48: Running away
  49. Confessions of a Fat Girl 49: Fry-Up
  50. Confessions of a Fat Girl 50: The Only Solution
  51. Confessions of a Fat Girl 51: The Intervention
  52. Confessions of a Fat Girl 52: Tri-State Sisters
  53. Confessions of a Fat Girl 53: Manhattan
  54. Confessions of a Fat Girl 54: Daddy’s Girls
  55. Confessions of a Fat Girl 55: Stunned Silence
  56. Confessions of a Fat Girl 56: Bereavement
  57. Confessions of a Fat Girl 57: The Reconciliation
  58. Confessions of a Fat Girl 58: Staying Back
  59. Confessions of a Fat Girl 59: Friends & Marriage Proposals
  60. Confessions of a Fat Girl 60: Colourful and Happy
  61. Confessions of a Fat Girl 61: Sweet Potato & Chicken Salad
  62. Confessions of a Fat Girl 62: Miss Amerikana
  63. Confessions of a Fat Girl 63: Tragi-Romantic
  64. Confessions of a Fat Girl 64: Dead to me
  65. Confessions of a Fat Girl 65: Love Triangle
  66. Confessions of a Fat Girl 66: Forever my lady
  67. Confessions of a Fat Girl 67: Fight to the death
  68. Confessions of a Fat Girl 68: Hard choice to make
  69. Confessions of a Fat Girl 69: Back to reality
  70. Confessions of a Fat Girl 70: Life Reflections
  71. Confessions of a Fat Girl 71: Oatmeal, Blueberry & Banana Pancakes
  72. Confessions of a Fat Girl 72: The Engagement
  73. Confessions of a Fat Girl 73: Pillow Talk
  74. Confessions of a Fat Girl 74: Secretive Sister
  75. Confessions of a Fat Girl 75: Homemade Soup
  76. Confessions of a Fat Girl 76: Nna Men!
  77. Confessions of a Fat Girl 77: Comfort Food…Healthy Food
  78. Confessions of a Fat Girl 78: Miracle Working God
  79. Confessions of a Fat Girl 79: Lumps, Bumps and Jiggles
  80. Confessions of a Fat Girl 80: Oyibo Boyfriend
  81. Confessions of a Fat Girl 81: Wedding Gowns 
  82. Confessions of a Fat Girl 82: My New Friend
  83. Confessions of a Fat Girl 83: Emotional vs Physical Hunger
  84. Confessions of a Fat Girl 84: Look like an Mgbeke
  85. Confessions of a Fat Girl 85: Food Cravings
  86. Confessions of a Fat Girl 86: Who am I?
  87. Confessions of a Fat Girl 87: Separation, Counselling…Divorce
  88. Confessions of a Fat Girl 88: A Man’s World
  89. Confessions of a Fat Girl 89: Envy, Weight and Love!
  90. Confessions of a Fat Girl 90: Regret
  91. Confessions of a Fat Girl 91: Time to move on
  92. Confessions of a Fat Girl 92: Have some fruit!
  93. Confessions of a Fat Girl 93: Family Easter
  94. Confessions of a Fat Girl 94: Sister Reunion
  95. Confessions of a Fat Girl 95: Perfect Fit; Perfect Surprise
  96. Confessions of a Fat Girl 96: The Love Story
  97. Confessions of a Fat Girl 97: Caught in the middle

1+

5 COMMENTS

LEAVE A REPLY

Please enter your comment!
Please enter your name here