Who else agrees that breakups are hard? Gosh, I've gotten my heart broken a few times but nothing compared to this one. In The Scare (Revisiting Ground Zero pt.4), the story ended with Fisayo telling me to get out of his car, after he discovered I shared with a dear friend of mine that I may have contracted an std. So that night I entered my apartment, and told my friend who was visiting what happened, that Fisayo just broke up with me. She couldn't believe it; she had only met Fisayo as she came to spend some time with me. She liked him, and their personalities clicked. She was shocked that I just went from meet my boyfriend to we are no longer together. She tried to get the story of what happened out of me, but I wasn’t coherent enough to even give her the right answers. I was still processing what just went down in the car, myself.
Then about an hour later, Fisayo came back to my apartment. There was a knock on the door, and we thought who it could be as it was past midnight. So I quickly hurried off into the bedroom and told her to see who it was. She came back informing me that it was Fisayo. My heart skipped a beat, and I told her to let him in. Thinking he came to apologize for what happened, surprisingly, he said I shouldn’t tell anyone the real reason why we broke up. That I should say, it didn't work out. I paused for a second chewing on the rubbish he just spewed and went ahead to ask him why I should lie about it; I will tell them the truth if anyone asks me about it, I responded.
Silly me, the next day I went over to his house to plead with him, saying how I will be a better girlfriend, and how I wasn’t going to tell my friends what happened in our relationship anymore. In fact, I had warned Stacey not to text me whenever I was with him. She was concerned; she told me it seemed I was afraid of him. I assured her that all was well, but we just needed to separate our friendship from this relationship. Even with the few changes I went ahead to make, Fisayo refused for us to get back together. I begged and begged, and then finally he accepted.
We eventually started dating again, and I was happy. Things were going fine, and I thanked God for it. Another friend of mine came to visit with her family, and Fisayo accompanied me to go pick them up from Houston. That road trip was fun as we had a lot of deep conversations. When we got back to Waco, Fisayo had to go home. But his car wasn’t available, and I asked him to chill a little bit, then I will take him back. He declined, saying he needed to go home and I shouldn't worry about it. He went on to say that Lola will drop him off. At the time, I didn't think much of it. Lola was a good friend of mine, and she was older than both of us, so it didn't cross my mind that anything might be going on between them. I told Lola to use my car to drop him off. In fact, I gave Lola my vehicle to use for the time being as my friend was around because we got a rental. She happily took me up on offer, since she had issues with her car.
The time came around for my friend and her family to go back to Houston, and I asked Fisayo to take us back, I also told him that we would have to spend the night in Houston as well. He said he wasn't sure if he could make the trip. I pleaded with him, and he said he would think about it. Lola offered to do the drive, but I wanted to spend time with my boyfriend. So I turned down her offer. Fisayo then agreed to take us but only because we would come back to Waco the same day. I decided half bread is better than none abi? On our way back from Houston, Fisayo was not his not so usual “cheerful” self when he is in a good mood. So I could smell a fight brewing. He asked me if I had completed the dose of antibiotics, that was given to me for the std scare I had.
I explained to him that I didn't have the so-called std, and I hated taking medication, so I didn't finish it. But I was low key wondering why he asked? Did he see the pills that remained? Was he psychic? Abeg I don tire for this guy and his wahala. So when I revealed that I didn’t complete the dosage, he went off on me (You know now, his usual picking up of random fights with me). He asked; “are you a baby?, you are not going to be a good mother!, it’s decisions like these you make, that has made me not to take serious steps towards our relationship! You are lazy, dumb (because I didn’t read books, look who is a writer now haha) and so on. I just went to sleep; I couldn't deal with all his insults. There were times that it wasn't even worth crying over his emotional abuses, I had become immune to them.
We got back to my place, well late in the night and he hurried off. I was wondering where he had to go that night. I asked him to stay, but he refused saying he might have to work very early in the morning. He left with the rental car and promised to bring it the next day. The next day came along, and he came to my house at about 9 am. In my head I thought, wasn’t this the same outfit he had on last night? Deep in my heart, I knew he didn't go home. It seemed he went just right around the corner. Anyway, I was happy to see his face and eventually took him back home.
Randomly Fisayo asked me weird questions like ‘how many men have you slept with?’, ‘you’ve been with 7 or 8 men right?’ I was worried. Who has been feeding Fisayo with all this false information about me? I often pondered. He kept on coming up with different accusations, and in my spirit I said to myself, I feel attacked! Someone is trying to bring me down. I wrote down some prayer points and started praying about them because I was full of fear and the only time I felt safe was in church. I didn't know the answer to my prayers was going to be the demise of me and Fisayo’s relationship forever.
The original prayer points I wrote down 4 years ago
Josephine the Dreamer
The nickname my friend Eileen gave me was Josephine, because of all the dreams I usually had. God speaks to me mostly through dreams; He reveals things to me before they happen. Before my mom passed in 2009, I had about three dreams leading up to that event, without us even knowing she had any ailment in her body. Before a boyfriend broke up with Stacey in 2008/2009, I had a dream about it, and she pointed it out and said, “Evi you have a gift. God shows you things before they happen.” So Eileen always called me Josephine whenever I told her I had a dream, what she didn't know was that she was about to make her debut as a dreamer.
I began to notice Fisayo was always hanging out with Lola and her friends. Whenever they went out, they took pictures and posted them on Instagram. I never thought much of it, because she was my friend and it was “always” a group setting. I will even say to her “ah Lola you guys went rock climbing without me" her usual response was "It was a spontaneous thing, it wasn't planned." My friend in Houston, who I fondly call Bestie, will always comment and ask “where is @eviliciouspepe? (My IG name)” But I didn’t think much of it.
Then one day Naomi told me that Lola was complaining to her, about Fisayo always calling her for rides and she was wondering why he couldn’t call me whenever he got stranded, after all I was his girlfriend. And she kept asking Naomi if Fisayo and I were still together. I was wondering what kind of question that was, because of course we were still together. So Naomi suggested that I talk to him to stop asking Lola for rides. I did so, and I guess he confronted Lola because she began giving Naomi attitude.
Naomi started thinking if Lola was okay because she was acting weird towards her; I innocently always assured Naomi that Lola was okay; she probably had a lot going on. Naomi also mentioned to me that Lola said to her, that I was deceptive apparently because the radio station in my car was always on the Christian channel, and meanwhile I was busy having sex outside of marriage. See me see wahala oh? Can’t I listen to Christian songs again? When I heard about little comments from her like this one, I often wondered what they meant, because I did not know where all the hostility was coming from. So I just overlooked them.
One day I slept over at his place and had a dream about him cheating on me, and he didn't want to leave the other girl no matter how I pleaded for him to do so. But things were going so well between us in real life finally, so how could this be? I couldn't shake off dreams like that one because I know the Holy Spirit doesn’t tell lies. As much as I did not want to believe the dream, I know God knows the hidden things. And that scared me, a lot. Then one day Eileen called me and asked if everything was okay between Fisayo and me because she had a dream that he was cheating on me, mind you, I didn’t reveal to her that I also had the same dream. I couldn't ignore it any longer; I became worried and afraid, thinking after all, we had been through; he was still cheating. I thought we had gone past all of that; I did not know that the worst was yet to come. So I put my big girl panties on, and confronted him with the dreams, and he reassured me that all was well and he wasn't cheating.
The iPad Story
My friend who came from Houston gifted me with an iPad air. Anyone who knows me knows that I am an iPad and iPhone lover. I always get the latest one there is. I was so excited because I wanted a new iPad. On receiving that, I figured I would give someone who didn't have a tablet, my old iPad. Lola came to mind, and I was full of joy to provide her with the iPad. So I sent her a message saying she should come to my house because I had a surprise for her. She came around, and I gave her the iPad. I explained to her that my friend got me a new one and there was no point keeping the old one.
She thanked my friend and was "grateful." The weird thing was she didn't thank me at all. Everything was directed at my friend. I noticed it because I mentioned to Naomi what happened, but it wasn't like I was mad or anything. A couple of days later she texted me saying she was grateful for the iPad but she couldn’t keep it (I guess guilty conscience). An iPad was too big of a gift if it were something else she would accept. So she needed to give it back. I wanted her to keep it, so I shared with Stacey and Fisayo about the situation. They both said they would talk to her. After some convincing, she decided to keep the iPad.
There were a lot of things I overlooked in my relationship, and even my friendships. I didn't know the evil that was going on behind my back all this while. I did not know someone obsessed with the "relationship" Fisayo, and I had, or I didn't realize someone obsessed about me, period. Sadly it was someone who I thought was my friend. In this life, we live, and we learn, sometimes God allows certain things to happen to us, to expose the things we have no idea about. Trust me, the story is about to get very interesting!
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*The names of the characters and the location in this story has been changed to protect the other parties involved*