(…continued…)
As they got close to Mabel’s mother’s place, her phone beeped. She
checked it. It was a message from an unknown number. At first she didn’t want
to read it but on second thought, she opened it. It was lengthy SMS; it was
from Kemi.
“Kemi just sent me an SMS,”
she announced.
“What did she say?” Coker
asked her.
“I have not read through it
but it doesn’t look good.”
“You can delete it without
reading it, so you will not cause yourself more hurt.”
“No I need to know what she
said.”
“Ok. Read it aloud too so I
can hear.”
As Coker’s
brother parked in front of Mabel’s mother’s compound, she read the SMS. It started
with calling Mabel all sorts of names. Kemi told her that Segun was her man and
nothing she ever did would make him leave her, that she was Segun’s vomit which
he would never go back to. Then Kemi made mention of her sex life and went into
private issues. Mabel stopped and sighed.
“That girl is crazy,” Coker’s
brother said. “She is way out of her mind.”
“Skip those ones and go to the
end,” Coker said.
Mabel starred at
the phone without saying a word.
“Mabel,” Coker called her.
“Read the end na.”
“I can’t continue,” she said
and sniffed.
She gave him the
phone to continue reading out. He took it and finished reading the message.
Kemi ended with a threat to teach Mabel a lesson for embarrassing her that day.
“She is bluffing,” Coker said
angrily and handed the phone back to Mabel.
“We will not take it lightly,”
his brother said. “After all I witnessed today.”
“She is not my match in
anything,” Mabel said. “She can bring it on.”
“Forward this message to my
phone,” Coker told her.
“I will do that now.”
“Also forward it to Maggi.”
Mabel forwarded
the messages.
“I have received it,” Coker
said, checking his phone to confirm. “I will handle it from my end while
Margret handles it from hers. As far as I am concerned, Segun is no longer in
your picture, so the threat is uncalled for.”
“I did not even touch her
today. It was Margret.”
Mabel swallowed a
lump in her throat. Her emotion was a mixture of anger and heart break. Almost
immediately, Margret called her and she picked. Margret was heard shouting
angrily as she promised to take care of Kemi for good. When she was done ranting,
she hung up.
“I have to be going,” Mabel
announced.
By then, dusk was
fast approaching.
“Yes please, so you can rest.”
Mabel opened the
door and stepped out. She felt a spell of dizziness and she held the door of
the car. Coker rushed and helped her stand upright.
“You really need to rest,” he
said.
“And also see a doctor or
therapist also,” his brother added.
Coker walked
beside her as she went into the compound. His brother brought her stuff and
went behind them. Mabel tried her best to look normal as she waved and
exchanged pleasantries with the neighbours. At the door, she met her mother
standing with her phone in her hand.
“I was about calling you now,”
her mother said. “Where have you been?”
Mabel just
greeted her and shook her head in a bid to shake off the spell of dizziness.
Her mother noticed that all was not well and rushed to her side. Coker and his
brother greeted her. She responded and asked them what the matter was.
“She is feeling dizzy,” Coker
said.
“Since when?”
“Not quite long ago.”
“Did anything happen?”
Coker looked at
Mabel who gave him an eye-signal not to say anything.
“Co..what’s that your name
again?”
“Coker ma.”
“Can you tell me what happened?”
“Nothing serious. Mabel will
tell you later. Right now, she just needs rest.”
“If anything happens to my
daughter..” she began sounding emotional.
“It has not come to that yet
ma. She just needs to rest. It is accumulated stress that is now telling on
her.”
Cynthia came out
to the door and met the scene.
“What is going on?” she asked.
“Your sister is not feeling
well,” her mother said.
“I am fine,” Mabel said.
Cynthia greeted
Coker and his brother.
“Come inside na,” she said to
Mabel. “You are looking weak. You need to rest.”
Mabel collected her purse and phone from Coker.
Cynthia collected the ones Coker’s brother was carrying.
“Thank you so much for
everything,” Mabel told Coker.
“Anytime,” Coker replied.
“Thank you also,” she told
Coker’s brother.
“It’s my pleasure,” he
replied.
“I will handle the matter,”
coker said to her as she turned to enter the house.
“Handle which matter?” Mabel’s
mum asked Coker.
“Nothing,” Coker said and
retreated sharply, his brother following immediately.
“Hmm. Children of nowadays and
secrecy. God pass all of you.”
Cynthia carried
Mabel’s stuff and entered the house, then their mother held Mabel’s hands as
they entered together. As soon as they were in the parlour, Mabel sunk into the
cushion.
(…to be continued…)
-©2015.Chinedu Isaac

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