This Is What Greed Has Turned My Life Into!  (2)

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The only thing I didn’t do back at Unijos was cultism but I was a real playboy. I couldn’t have done otherwise because the number of ladies who threw themselves at me were too many and they were irresistible.

They flocked around me in droves. I was confused at what to do with them. Most times, I would beg my friends to take some of the girls and help me out with them, as there was no way I could cope with all of them. My friends-Jude and Emeka were often too happy to help me out where the girls were concerned.

“Hilary, what is happening this weekend?” Emeka would often ask me.

“I don’t know but I am sure something would come up,” I would reply.

“Please, whatever comes up, let us know on time so I can discharge Ify for the weekend,” Jude would say and snack his lips. I often wondered why he enjoyed cheating on Ify, she was one of the prettiest girls in campus and was quite intelligent. But whenever I brought up the issue, he would hush me up, saying that I was in a position to caution him. Emeka would laugh at us as we argued, we usually ended up at a bar and spend hours drinking. My phone rang just then and I picked it.

“Hello Amina, how are you?” I said happily into the mouthpiece. Amina was the daughter of a one-time commissioner in Plateau State, though she lived in the US but she always hooked up with me whenever she visited Nigeria.

“I am very fine. Hillary what is happening around you?”

“Nothing much dear,” I responded.

“In that case, I’m inviting you to my elder brother’s engagement party tomorrow,” she went further to give me the details of the venue. My friends and I were exhilarated, we prepared in earnest and went to the party. As we expected, it was the bomb, there were lots of girls, drinks and music. Amina introduced us to her flocks of beautiful damsels who were also from affluent homes, that party remains one of the best parties I have attended in my life. No one could control my greed or me. I sought for and got whatever I wanted, I had started to believe I was God’s answer to every woman and that no woman could resist me. Until I met Chelsea, she was the sexiest girl I had ever seen. She was simply gorgeous with a winning smile. Chelsea was born and raised in London but her parents took her to Nigeria to attend higher institution and get to know her culture. She was not only sexy but also sophisticated and intelligent. I fell helplessly in love with Chelsea and tried as much as possible to win her heart but she didn’t pay the least interest to me. Other big boys in school were seeking her as well. I sent Emeka to try to woo Chelsea for me, I had never felt that desperate about a girl. I was going crazy and Chelsea was my cure. Instead of Chelsea to fall in love with me, she fell in love with Emeka.

“Emeka, how could you betray me in this way?” I asked bitterly when I found out they had started dating.

“Hilary, calm down, I can assure you that I didn’t ask Chelsea to fall in love with me,” he shrugged. “I went to beg her on your behalf and she fell for me, besides I have come to love her as well and there is nothing I can do.”

“Of course, there is something you can do. You can leave her for me. Chelsea was supposed to be mine and not yours,” I almost screamed.

“Guys, guys, calm down and stop making a scene because of a girl?” Jude said, stepping in between us as Emeka and I were about throwing fist cuffs. “Chelsea is not worth fighting for?”

“Okay, but I am sure you wouldn’t want to tell him to the full glare of people,” Jude said and they both burst out laughing. I was so disgusted that I walked away from them, that incident marked the end of our friendship.

Even then, I still did not stop flirting openly with Chelsea, hoping she would give me a chance. I flaunted everything I had for her but it seemed the harder I tried, the more in love she and Emeka became. We graduated and I got a job with the Federal Medical Centre, Abuja. I was still trying to win Chelsea all to no avail, she graduated and got married to Emeka. I was still single because I had sworn that I would marry no other woman than Chelsea. I waited as the lion waits for its prey, I followed their lives. It was really tough for them. Chelsea had married Emeka against her parents’ wishes and they had abandoned her.

Emeka on the other hand had a meager job which could barely feed him. I knew it wouldn’t be long before they broke up. It took me five years before I got my chance. By then, I had quit the FMC and established my own laboratory. I was quite comfortable, my business was doing well and I lived in my own property and owned several cars. Emeka had lost his job and couldn’t get another one while I was climbing the social ladder with the help of my father’s friends, I was running for House of Representatives for my state and it was a keen competition between me and my opponent in the opposition party.

There were already lots of questions about my age and political inexperience but my godfathers had assured me that I would definitely win. Emeka swallowed his pride and came to my office. I wasn’t surprised to see him but I pretended to be. He wasted no time with pleasantries.

“Hilary, I want to apologise for what happened between us.”

“Oh common. Emeka, all that is in the past. You are my friend and I’m glad to have you back,” I smiled at him and offered him lunch that day. Two days later, Emeka was back at my office and after we exchanged pleasantries, he opened up and begged me for a loan to start up a business. I promised to give it a thought and invited him to come back again.  By the time he did, I had strategised a perfect plan. I told Emeka that since he snatched Chelsea from me, he had to compensate me with her pleasure of her body for two days before I gave him five million naira.

To be continued…