The Irony Of Life(14)😔😔

THE IRONY OF LIFE (14)😔😔

Duration: 4mins.

Ore's mind raced through all he saw in his sleep. He tried wishing them away. But the more he did, the more they took shape before his eyes. Steve was going to get to the root of the matter and find him there.

I'm done for.

On a second thought, he hoped Steve was referring to another video.

But what other video could warrant him calling Monica all sorts of vulgar names?

"Answer me you slut! Is it you in this video?"

Steve had his phone stretched in Monica's face. Whatever she was seeing appeared to have tied her tongue. All she could do was stare with eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

Jamani's flaming eyes searched and fell on Azizah who was already looking to get his attention. Written on his face was _how could you?_

Azizah responded with a swear sign, crossed her heart she knows nothing about it. Jamani found it hard to believe her. If she wasn't the one who sent out the video like she threatened, who else could?

"Are you deaf?"

Like placing the cart before the horse, Steve's question would have fit in better if it came after his hand landed an ear-deafening slap on Monica's cheek.

"Don't you dare lay your hand on me again," cautioned Monica. "If you could date one of the housemates, what stops me from doing the same?"

"Who says I was busy screwing Viv?"

 In a corner of the living room where she sat coiled up in a couch, as Vivian heard her name dropped in-between their fierce exchange of words, she went flushy, buried her face in her hands.

It felt like a day of reckoning, when names were being called, and each person's secret deeds laid bare. With their hearts in their mouths Ore, Jamani and Azizah awaited their turn.

"And what difference does it make?" responded Monica.

"You wanna f**king know?" said Steve with a brief grin.

The house was a graveyard silence, ears were all stretched out like antennas as everyone awaited what he had to say.

"The difference is, your ass, and that of your porn partner is out there all over the internet."

There was a sudden, simultaneous gasps from Ore and a couple of others.

"You see where your shamelessness had gotten you," continued Steve. "Have you forgotten five years ago, you were just like one of those in the living room. I showed interest in you, retained you and made you mine. I see you have grown wings. If not, you wouldn't have the guts to question what I do in this place. Besides, where is that Siya-f**king-bonga?"

Steve breezed into the open and walked up to Siyabonga who had risen to his feet, wearing a countenance as though he just been caught in the act.

"Yoo Romeo," said Steve, tilting Siyabonga's chin for eye contact. "You had the audacity to be screwing my girl right under my roof, you've got nerrvves." "Get this into your thick skull lover boy, your stay here is over," he added in a whisper. "I give both of you fifteen minutes to pack your stuff and leave. A minute late, and I will kick both your asses out on the street. You gat me?"

Everyone remained mute in their space, minding the different thoughts fluttering through their minds, watching as the hand of the wall clock ticked by. Monica and Siyabonga were set before their time was up. It was a sad farewell as they took their leave. But not without Monica leaving everyone except Jamani wondering why she had her glistening, depressed eyes glued on Ore as she pulled along her travelling-bag towards the exit.

That moment, Ore knew the impending trouble he dreamt about was far from being over.

At once, Steve replaced Monica with Vivian. He had barely stepped out of the house when the whole space broke into a beehive, each person expressing his or her opinion one to another.

Like a robot, Jamani stood and left for the balcony. Ore followed suit. All they wanted was only to scare Monica off Ore's back, they never imagined things would get out of hands. Monica and Siyabonga were lovely characters with good sides the whole house would miss. They regretted their actions. They were in a state of laments when Azizah showed up

"Please stay away from me," barked Jamani, "Have you now gotten what you want?"

"Jamani, I swear I know nothing about the incident. My threat was only a bluff," explained Azizah "Come to think of it, how could I have gotten a phone to carry it out? Even if I could, why would I make the sex clip go viral?"

That got Jamani thinking. Just then, he recalled the day he returned Fatima's phone was the same day Cecilia accidentally poured soup on him. The turn out of events made him forget to delete the recording as planned.

Oh no.

                                ***

"Jam, I'm in the dark here," cried Fatima as Jamani confronted her. "Truly I came across your recording on my phone yesterday, but I deleted it at once. What would I gain from uploading people's nudity?"

The mystery was now threatening to run Jamani nut.  He was about walking out on Fatima when she grabbed the edge of his shirt.

"Please believe me Jam."

Without uttering a word, he brushed off her hand and moved on, leaving her in the pool of her tears.

                                 ***

Night after night at the factory, Fatima phoned Ore so she could get through to Jamani all to no avail. Ore couldn't understand why Jamani was unable to reason with the girl's claim.

Since he began chasing Vivian, he had been thinking of a way to break up with Fatima. From all indications, the avenue had finally presented itself.

Of recent, Vivian was beginning to warm up to him, he wasn't going to blow that for any reason. Even for the risk of ending up in the same fate as Siyabonga.

Two weeks went by with Fatima pressing hard to get Jamani's attention. Ore wondered when she would finally wake up and smell the coffee.

It appeared Fatima is a diehard lover.

One night, she phoned Ore.

"Get me Jamani, and I will get you Cecilia. Deal?"

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To be continued same time, next week. Hope you enjoyed the read? Please leave a comment. Thank you.🙏🏻