A few weeks ago I put up the first of several posts from Vera -the gorgeous girl who’s been the baddest chic’s baddest chic and is telling all now. Since then I’ve been continuously bugged about when the next confession is coming up. Well, here it is. My eyes are still widened by the intensity of this story, but ah well let’s see.
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I had successfully finished University and done my national service. This was in the year 2010. I didn’t have to hustle for a job because I had an uncle who knew someone in one of the prestigious banks in the country so landing a job there was very easy. My friends were surprised as to how I landed the job when they were still struggling to even have their application letters looked at. I counted myself lucky. At the time, I did not consider the fact that it was juuust by the grace of God. I may have had the connection but if God did not allow it, it would never have happened. Upon hindsight, I really thank God for His grace.
My boss liked me the moment she had a conversation with me regarding my previous work experience. I thought to myself, what did she expect? I am a Gey Hey girl duh? Lol. We never disappoint. Everything was going fine. I was made a supervisor of my team in no time. To be honest I had not had time to mingle with those outside my department especially the guys because work load was too much and besides, my ‘seniors’ had told me plenty stories about episodes of office romance that did not end well. The advice was, ‘ stay away from the guys, they are up to no good, they kiss and tell, they try to have a relationship with you, sleep with you and then come and tell their friends in the office and laugh at you blah blah blah. With my experiences with guys in the university, I was determined not to fall victim to any of those.
I found in Irene, a colleague in my department, a friend. We went for lunch together and did so many things around our department together. Soon, she introduced me to some of her friends in other departments, especially the guys. She advised me to relate to them nicely but keep them at a distance and that it was the only way to get some favours in other departments when the need arose. Gradually, i realised they were more helpful than harmful. During lunch, Irene, myself and the guys had very interesting conversations. We bonded in a way that did not go beyond office hours especially with the guys. Soon, I made so many friends both in my department and out. I had become popular on the compound. Well, I had some that were closer to me than the others. One of them was Alex. We were very close, very good friends. One of the days in the office, Alex called me on my extension. After fooling about a bit, he told me his cousin, Gerald had arrived from London so he wanted me to meet him. So after work, we met at Honeysuckle. It was me, Alex, Irene, Gerald, Alex’s elder sister and his other cousin. It was a fun night. We had fun till late oblivious of the fact that we had work tomorrow. Gerald took my number and promised to call me. That was how a love story began.
When I got home that night, I received a call from Gerald. We spoke till 2am in the morning. You can imagine how I struggled through work the following day. We saw each other every other day. We became inseparable. Alex was happy that we had hooked up and teased me any time he saw me around the office, at lunch and when he called. I had not been so serious with a guy like this before. I had always had the main dude and the side dudes. So for me to be all hooked up with Gerald and not looking at the sides was a lot of work for me. But I knew at the time that it was worth it.
Soon, it was time for Gerald to go back to London. The night before he left, I went straight to Alex’s house after work. That was where Gerald was lodging. We talked about how we were going to miss each other and how we were going to keep in touch every day. The farthest we went was a long lingering hug. And yes, we did not have sex. We never did while we were together before he left. I was beginning to think there was something wrong with him though because I was not used to that kind of relationship. The day he left, I and Alex saw him off at the airport. He left the cell phone he was using in Ghana with me. We bid our final goodbyes. But I was going to miss him. I had known him for just four months but it felt like I had known him for so long. When we left the airport, Alex told me not to worry and that 6 months is not so far away. I was sad.
Few days after Gerald left, I still had not heard from him. I was getting worried. I found out from Alex if he had heard from him and he said no. But Alex assured me that once he settled in he would call. After close of work one evening, I was getting a cab home when one of the guys came to join me. I had seen him around but did not know his name. He said ‘Hi Vera’. I wondered how he got to know my name but I replied with a puzzled look on my face. He asked which direction I was going to, “Sakaman,” I replied.
He told me he lived at Achimota. so while we waited for a while, we chatted away. He told me his name was Joshua Addo and worked with Technology Department. I later discovered that he was one of the departmental managers. It was around 5pm – rush hour- so most taxis were already occupied. An empty taxi finally arrived and we stopped the car. As I sat in the cab, he asked for my number. I gave him the one I hardly use. When I got home that night, I found my second number and inserted it in Gerald’s phone, the one he left behind.
Joshua started calling occasionally. His voice was deep and soothing. Sometimes, I just wanted to listen to him speak. We texted each other at work like crazy, sending emails and chatting on our corporate messenger. I was enjoying it. I thought about Gerald from time to time but it had been two weeks since he left and I had still not heard from him. I was flirting with Joshua then I fell for him. There were rumours around the office that Josh and I were seeing each other but I vehemently denied, even to Alex.
A month later, Gerald called. Apparently, he fell ill when he got to London and was admitted at the hospital for weeks. But he was better now. He apologised for not calling as soon as possible. His reason was that he did not want me to panic. Thank God he was fine, I said. We communicated every day. It was obvious I was two timing. Gerald and AJ, were both my boyfriends now. I had fallen too deep to tell AJ I already had a boyfriend. I decided to play along. After all, both were good catches but I wanted the best so l played along. All the while I was using Gerald’s phone. Almost 6 months had passed. I had been seeing AJ for 5 months. I felt guilty anytime I had to respond to ‘I LOVE YOU’ from any of them.
Alex called to take the phone from me because he had sent his phone for repairs and needed a phone to use in the interim. Without checking the phone, I just removed my SIM card and gave him the phone. A day after that, I was out with AJ when Alex called. AJ had been on a trip to Kenya for an official assignment and had just arrived that night. So he came to see me straight from the airport. He had just given me what he got me from Kenya when Alex called. I tried to dodge it when Alex asked where I was. AJ was looking at me intently. I couldn’t talk with ease. You could tell he felt something was wrong.
Alex was telling me how he was disappointed in me. How he thought I was different. How could you do this to Gerald? He asked. I got confused. What was he talking about? But before I could ask him these questions, the line went dead. I called back but he did not pick up. AJ asked several times what the matter was but I couldn’t tell him. I just told him I needed to be alone. Then I left AJ sitting there dumbfounded. I am sure he must have been wondering who was on the other side of the phone and what the person probably said to put me in that mood.
Apparently, Gerald was in town but wanted to surprise me. Alex came for the phone to give to him because Gerald could not use his phone. However, Gerald stumbled on the messages that I had exchanged with AJ when he was going through the phone. He knew I had been seeing someone. He showed them to Alex and that was how come he called me. I felt really terrible within. Gerald did not want to speak to me again. Alex called the number and found out who AJ was. News spread like wildfire around the office and I became the topic for discussion. I could not look at Alex in the eye again. I still got the stuff Gerald got for me from London through Irene but I could not use them. Anytime I picked any of them up, the guilt of having betrayed Gerald’s love came rushing in like a flood. As for AJ, we dated for a while then broke up. (Will tell that story later.)
But clearly this isn’t a happy ever after story. I lost two great guys. I have to live with the regret, but it’s a lesson well learnt. I think it’s very easy to become the thing we strongly criticize, so it’s crucial that when we see someone in a questionable state, we put more effort into guarding ourselves from that situation than judging the person in it. hmm, it is well.
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