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BN Prose: Hurt by Ethan Regal

Ethan Regal

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dreamstime_l_39231188I’ve always had a thing for romantic stories. Maybe it’s because I’ve got two divorced parents who haven’t found love yet. Loneliness and false hope have stuck with me all through like my guardian angels, well, guardian angels don’t ruin everything but you get my point. This is one chapter of my story and it’s no fairy tale, I’m sorry.

Some girls crave an alpha male, that bad boy we think we can fix but that has never been my type. All I’ve ever wanted is happiness. Someone who would love and respect me. Someone who would see something in me that no one else sees. The guy who is so sweet and would never hurt a fly. Sadly, no matter how careful I am I always get hurt.

Two years ago, I was madly in love with an Irish man who was working in an oil company in Lagos. We spent most times together, he was very romantic, took me on trips all over the world with him. After a few months I showed an interest in taking the relationship to the next level. I’ve always believed that one shouldn’t linger in a relationship with an unplanned future. To my surprise he ended it, he said his mother would drop dead if he married a black woman.

After that, I decided I’d never date. I focused on my career as a baker. Screw men. I can always adopt later on in future. I can even live with dogs, at least those bitches are loyal.

Two years went by, and I developed my brand. I opened three stores in Nigeria. Currently working on opening one in South Africa later this year. Everything was perfect.

One day I was at my store in Abuja when a man walked in. You know when that cute man walks in and everyone just looks at him like damn. He looked like he was in his late thirties. He was fit and by fit I mean sculpted biceps, big chest, protruding through his shirt. He had on a pale blue shirt that day and was tucked into a pair of black pants. Oh and his shoes were Salvatore Ferragamo. A man with impeccable taste, oh how dare I resist.

It’s like everyone’s eyeballs left their sockets and were orbiting around this gorgeous man. He seemed oblivious to it. All he did was walk to the counter and talk to my staff with a British accent. My legs quivered. My heartbeat quickened and I began to swelter the moment his eyes met mine. Of course, I had to look away.

“You own this place, right?” said that deep British accent. I acted like I didn’t hear him. “Amanda…”

He was going to say my last name then I answered, “Yes sir.”

“You are so inspirational. My sister talks about you all the time.”

“Oh really.”

“Yes, she told me that you’ve got baked stuff with inspirational quotes. You’ve completely re-invented stress eating. You’re like a therapist.”

I giggled.

“I’ve got a meeting to attend but I’d really love to sit down and get to know more about you.” Slipping his hand into his pant pocket he added, “If that’s ok with you.”

“Yeah it’s fine,” I said, giggling. I caught a glimpse of a woman looking at me up and down. For a second I wanted her to choke on my muffins but that’s not even good for my brand.

He pulled out his business card and said, “I’m Stanley. Give me a call whenever you are free.”

I handed him my business card. “Will do, Stan.”

I saved his number and we chatted via Whatsapp for weeks because we were both too busy to meet when we wanted. That was when I realized he travelled a lot. One day he was in London, another day in Japan, then South Africa, then New York. It gave us time to know about each other. We developed a great friendship where we could say anything without shame. We talked about our past relationships and childhood.

One night when I was back home in Lagos, we finally met. We sat at the table in this fancy restaurant and wondered what we hadn’t discussed. We decided to talk about the people around us, guessing what their story was. We laughed a lot.

Looking me in the eyes, he said, “You’re so amazing, so beautiful and intelligent. I don’t understand how anyone would mess up a chance to be with you.” He was referring to my ex. We didn’t talk about him during dinner. It must have been on his mind the whole time. It made my eyes water.

After paying the bill, he asked me, “Would you like me to drive you home or would you like to come to mine and we can talk some more?” He paused for me to say something but when I didn’t he added, “I’d be a real gentle man, won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to.”

We ended up at his place in a hotel. He had a nice view, facing the ocean. We sat there drinking wine and talking about embarrassing moments. While leading me to his bedroom to sleep, he mentioned he’d sleep on the couch. I held his hands and I told him, “You don’t have to.”

My lips pressed against his. Our tongues met. Our hands explored each other’s body parts and we got lost in time on his sheets.

After that night, we kept chatting. Then he went to London, and New York, and Kenya, and Paris and then he stopped saying much and I lost track. It was all late replies from there. I complained. The annoying thing was that he had a laughing emoji next to his name on Blackberry Messenger so although he apologized it seemed like he was laughing at me.

One Sunday, I was at ShopRite in Lekki, Lagos and I found him. My lips parted to call his name that’s when I saw the little boy next to him. There was a woman as well, she had bump in her blouse. The way he looked at her, I knew she wasn’t a sibling or friend. The little boy called out, “Daddy.” His hand tugging on to Stanley’s shirt, he said, “Daddy, I want. I want.” His arm stretched forward, finger pointing at the shelf.

Photo Credit: Dreamstime

Ethan Regal is currently a fashion designer. While studying Economics with Politics at the University of Buckingham, he learnt that humans develop better when they exchange memories and ideas, this fueled his passion for writing. His works have been published by World City Stories, Fiction on the Web and more.

39 Comments

  1. Yeyeperry

    June 21, 2016 at 1:20 pm

    Lobatan! Wicked men picking on innocent women everywhere. Serial cheats leaving the unassuming wife clueless. Nollywood is almost real life.

    • Bodunade

      June 21, 2016 at 2:28 pm

      Women don’t cheat. Women are not wicked.
      Rule 1
      If it’s too good to be true, it is not …

  2. OO

    June 21, 2016 at 1:29 pm

    ChOOOiiiiiiii,

  3. xxxx

    June 21, 2016 at 1:47 pm

    It’s just a work of fiction But still I must talk.
    I would say my dear girl Try Again and this time do not get lost in his sheet in some hotel room.
    After u have cried well in urs sha. Loooool.

  4. Damola

    June 21, 2016 at 2:22 pm

    fiction?? me I believed it o. feels so real.

    just waiting on d Lord, I’m done with try&error.

    • Phoebe

      June 21, 2016 at 3:02 pm

      Sistren, I am with you 100% #nototry&error

    • Tobby Francis

      June 23, 2016 at 2:30 pm

      When e be say some married persons Dey date another married spouse “another person wife or hubby” and yet they still keep their marriages
      Wetin con make single lady feel say if the man begin talk parable of the sower for her ear and she allow easy assess then he go live him wife of how many years con follow you
      Make she wake up from that fetish dream because some men sabi words
      They know what to say and they know how to say it to a lady that would make her to begin smile like sheep Wey Abraham take do sacrifice. Never let your guard down and don’t fall too quickly
      Let your head do the thinking rather than allowing the fragile heart make decisions for you. Then tomorrow now if he begin give you cold shoulder, you go begin cry foul. It’s simple

  5. LV

    June 21, 2016 at 2:28 pm

    Very correct xxxx.

  6. Billionaire in grace

    June 21, 2016 at 2:30 pm

    I really enjoyed the story

  7. nwa nna

    June 21, 2016 at 2:33 pm

    Good read!

  8. mz_titilitious

    June 21, 2016 at 2:48 pm

    Enjoyed it!

  9. Theo

    June 21, 2016 at 3:03 pm

    The thunder!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(in nkechi’s voice)….Nkechi signing out *halla

    • Bleed Blue

      June 21, 2016 at 8:49 pm

      Hahahaha!!!!

      So weird that I also thought of Nkechi’s thunder threats when I finished reading. ?

    • anon

      June 21, 2016 at 10:24 pm

      “let the hustle pay…”

  10. @edDREAMZ

    June 21, 2016 at 3:25 pm

    a.k.a EDWIN CHINEDU AZUBUKO said…
    .
    Nice one, makaing sense….
    .
    .
    ***CURRENTLY IN JUPITER***

  11. Angie

    June 21, 2016 at 4:16 pm

    See gobe ! What do you do when that happens? I can only imagine.
    I have a married man chasing me, and he is not even ashamed. I have blocked him on every possible avenue but he knows where I work, so he comes visiting. Very soon I will just pour hot water on him. Fool.

  12. Las

    June 21, 2016 at 4:26 pm

    You sef, don’t you know how to use Google? eh? Ok, the first one was a mistake, no way to know the guy’s mother was Hitler’s no. 1 side chic, but what about the second one? A man that fine would be ‘known’ in Nigeria. Na wa for you o.

    …oh ok, it’s a story? it’s not real? Hmm..ok, are you sure? The struggle is real sha…

  13. anonymous

    June 21, 2016 at 4:34 pm

    i have gone and done it again,even though he has been chasing me for 3 years,now i want to complain at his busy schedule but i don’t even do that,i can’t because now i have come to know he was never mine to begin with #sigh,ok i dust off and start again

  14. tamy

    June 21, 2016 at 4:35 pm

    @angie. Abeg don’t pour hot water on him,think about his wife,she wud b d one taking care of him n he may report u to the police,u can pour cold smellyy-oily water on him tho and snap his pix afterwards

  15. Violet

    June 21, 2016 at 4:37 pm

    This is a summary of my life…lol.

    but still, the end got me likee ‘WTF!!!!!!!!!!’. LOL.
    Please tell me there’s a continuation..or should i say, please tell me how my story ends. Is there a happy ever after!?

  16. JadeStorm

    June 21, 2016 at 4:46 pm

    Things like this happen…..its just for one to use real sense and not that sexual sense…its doesn’t take you far sometimes.
    As Nkechi will say ” The thunder that will fire him will come like a DR’S PRESCRIPTION….LMAO

    • slice

      June 21, 2016 at 7:05 pm

      Even when there’s no sex involved, the lead on it still happens. Some guys form single looking to marry just so you can talk to them and keep them company. Its like people marry And stop talking. Lots of married guys just looking for company

    • Mz Socially Awkward....

      June 21, 2016 at 9:58 pm

      Nne??? In fact, preach that word and then preach it some more.

      And it’s always this whole tale of “just wanting someone to talk to”. Your marriage hasn’t even dusted off its first year and you’re looking for “someone to talk to”? Please, if the person who lives, breathes and sleeps every day in your house doesn’t remotely fit the description of “someone to talk to”… After mere months of being hitched…. Why the hell are all these weddings taking place every single Saturday??

      I’m flummoxed. Do we still have shotgun weddings, could this be why people seem to be willingly taking on strangers as lifelong spouses? I’m finding the situation to be very baffling.

      Meanwhile, who’s this thunder-wielding “Nkechi” that everyone’s referring to? I dirrint gerrit. ?

    • Mz Socially Awkward....

      June 21, 2016 at 11:16 pm

      What in the…??? ????? Naijatalk, biko… next time, don’t be sending me this kind of link at night, inugo?? Don’t you know I have my neighbors to consider??? ?????

      Thanks a lot for the laughs!

    • Naijatalk

      June 21, 2016 at 11:30 pm

      You’re welcome sis!

    • Violet

      June 22, 2016 at 12:02 pm

      LMAO. Pls leave sister Nkechi out of this…biko

  17. OS'J

    June 21, 2016 at 5:01 pm

    wat a shame.but like the sayin goes, he got wat he was after and he left.

  18. Chymoh

    June 21, 2016 at 5:16 pm

    Matters of the heart ohhhhhhhh! First the ones you like just seem to behave like bus conductors (lol its a meme ohhhh) then the ones you are not really into will just be all over you. then you find one and decide to start something normal and he goes with the line there is this Genevieve and Caroline that i am also liking (kaiiiii who does that), then the next one will stall communication and tries to call you up when it is most convenient for him and just because you have a soft spot for him, you would always cave and then go back later feeling sorry for yourself because you had earlier said no more *smh* its well ohhhh.

  19. Latifa

    June 21, 2016 at 6:31 pm

    Fiction kor……I met some dude last two weeks, I thought I had met the one oh…..only for me to send his pic to one of my popular Abuja female friends and she replied “Run, he is married with a son” Thank God I didn’t sleep with the idiot. Ladies lets not be decieved, learn to say No.

  20. Oh-daizy

    June 21, 2016 at 7:20 pm

    I know this place. I’ve been there before. U meet at the airport departure lounge. You commence the long wait for resheduled flight. You are gorgeous (you know because the stares affirms that fact or is it the legs in the skimpy dress?). You wish he’d sit beside you. He does then he speaks. He charms you. He talks sweet and looks cute for years. He LOVES poetry. You smile. You picture the aisle and the romantic scenery by the sea side in Zanzibar. You name your kids – the magic you both will create. You nod again at his questions. Of course you are you yet again. The bubble gets bigger. You chat and text endlessly. Finally it’s time for a date. You don’t drink but you do. You break all the rules. Just this one time, I’ll be less of a prude. You ask yet again if he has a wife or maybe a girl friend. No! Not at all. My gf -she stubborn he says, he pauses.you hold your breathe and wait. “We broke up” he says.
    He kisses you. You try to resist the build up of desire till you hear Bassey Ikpi whisper “fuck fear, love anyway”. Sleep over and shit, It’s morning already. You make him promise not to dissappear. He checks uo on you for a week then ghost mode. You ask why. He says “We Reconciled”. The bubble burst. Two words and an offer of friendship. This is how it ends. Your heart is just a memorabilia for the weekend spent in Abuja.

    • Hermione

      June 21, 2016 at 8:36 pm

      you write really well.

    • Bleed Blue

      June 21, 2016 at 8:53 pm

      Like. Reeeeeaaally well! ?

    • Mz_Daniels

      June 21, 2016 at 9:12 pm

      Noice, is this real, if it is, then I’m truly sorry dear

  21. Oma D

    June 22, 2016 at 1:51 am

    Word to the wise, these brothers ain’t leaving their wives, close your legs, apologize to yourself for the times you failed to see the truth, just close your legs, Kai that 4D thunder that we wreck the Men pulling these stunts eh,

  22. ToRi

    June 22, 2016 at 4:35 am

    Been here. Girl meets boy on vacation somewhere far away from her home. Boy starts whispering sweet-nothings in her ear, girl goes through the motions of “oh we’re not well suited to each other, we live so far apart, bla bla bla” in her mind, and “damn he so fine!! Dare I?”
    Boy is consistent. Like steady!! He’s all, “we’re gonna make this work…. Love finds you in the strangest places…” He’s waxing lyrical like Tupac. Wakes her up every morning with messages and calls. His is the last voice she hears every night, what am I saying? He freaking talks her to sleep on the phone every night!!
    The time difference is crazy but they work it through the first month and the next and the next. She gradually gets more comfortable with her boo and begins to imagine their future… Kids, relocation, everything. Heck, she even starts to tell close friends about her new man.
    This is just when the pattern changes. Boo reduces the number of calls. His text messages are not as frequent. He seems distant. She asks. “What’s wrong? You’ve been off lately” And he goes, “I can’t do this anymore. I love you too much to lie to you. I’m actually married but wifey and I have been having problems. Could we still be friends?”

  23. yem yem

    June 22, 2016 at 12:54 pm

    Sleek way to get in them draws. Guys are so innovative. If not because i have given m life to Christ, i might try that method

  24. Eti

    June 22, 2016 at 1:22 pm

    Nice creativity Ethan.

  25. Realchild

    July 21, 2016 at 2:24 pm

    Such men, they are everywhere. Women just need to be more careful.

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