“We broke up”… I thought I heard wrongly, even though I was dying to confirm that it was true. I couldn’t process what he had just said to me, the same day I thought I would end my life.
I asked him to be sure of what he said. “What did you say?” He let out a burst of silent laughter and repeated those very words. “We broke up”. At this point, I began to stammer and stutter all at once. He could tell I was struggling to put my words together so he came to my aid.
“Immediately you left, she began to question and accuse me of cheating on her. I tried to convince her but she wasn’t hearing anything of such. We argued for over 3 hours, and she eventually called it quits right there and then. Although I secretly think it was your beauty that made her insecure”.
I couldn’t help but blush at that statement. Love is definitely a crazy crazy feeling. Moments ago, I was angry and about to lose it, right now, all I wanted was to just give him a very big hug.
I knew I shouldn’t be feeling this way, but at that moment my happiness clouded my sense of reason. I mean, here was someone that just ended a relationship with someone he intended to marry, and didn’t even feel remorse about it. I knew I should have been scared at the thought of that, but at that point, I just wanted to feel special.
That night, we spoke for about 4 hours straight, and he eventually had to end the call, because, on my end, I was ready to go on all night, regardless. We spoke about a lot of things, and he decided to make it formal and official as well.
Before he landed on the question, I already said yes. He couldn’t help but laugh. My inner alarms were blaring, warning me of my desperation for love, but something stronger kept reassuring me it was a good feeling at the same time.
The next few months, was the best in my life. He was the most caring human being in the world. We explored every restaurant and every hangout spot you could think of. I couldn’t believe I finally had him to myself. Then just as quickly as it started, we began to drift apart.
It was definitely on my part. I began to notice when he got back from his company’s retreat activity, which had him and his colleagues lodge in a hotel for 3 days. When he got back I was so excited to see him, but the response he gave me over the phone, immediately drained my morale.
After pleading with him, he eventually let me visit him. That day I noticed a lot of changes, and I tried to confront him about it. Firstly, he was on the phone for the better part of the visit, and he only spoke to me when I asked him a question. He convinced me that I was only reacting, and reading unnecessary meanings to his actions.
A week later, I went to visit him once again, and it was during that visit I got the answer to my questions and doubts. I noticed he kept receiving a call from a particular number and each he did, he would excuse himself. I finally got the chance to lift the number off his phone and call the person in question.
When I got home, I dialed the number, It rang but no response. I was so tired, so I slept on the couch doing that, after several tries. I didn’t know how long I slept, but I woke up to my phone ringing. I picked and the person asked who was speaking. Trying to adjust to reality, I was confused, until I remembered that I had slept off dialing a number. 
Immediately I gained full consciousness, I went straight to the point. It was a lady as suspected. I introduced myself and asked who she was. I calmly asked what her relationship was with my boyfriend, and she explained. Shae told me that she was his colleague, but they suddenly grew close during the retreat their company organized.
I told her I wasn’t happy about her relationship with him, and she apologized and assured me she wouldn’t pose a threat anymore. I thanked her and ended the call.
The next day, I woke up to a call by my boyfriend, threatening to end the relationship. He told me he wasn’t pleased that I had to lift the number from his phone and make the call. I told him why I did it, but he was too mad to listen to anything I was saying. I was equally mad that the lady in question had the guts to tell him about our discussion. I thought we could handle it Woman to Woman, apparently, she had more interest in my man than I thought.
In less than 3 months, he ended the relationship. I wasn’t myself. It was obvious at work and to my colleagues that something had happened to me. I tried to hide it by requesting leave, but even at that, they knew something was wrong. When I couldn’t take it anymore. I went to his house and asked him to take me back.
He told me he had moved on and had another girlfriend, who he intended to get serious with. This was just 5 months from the time we broke up. I thought of a way to end the so-called relationship and finally came up with a plan.
I made him get comfortable with me coming around, and then when I got the info of the lady he was in a relationship with, I began searching for her online. I got her contact details from one of her social media platforms and called her one hot afternoon. I lied to her that he had impregnated me and was refusing to take responsibility. I ended by scaring her that if she confronted him about it, he would kill me. Yes, I went that far!
She eventually broke up with him silently and we got back together. I couldn’t have been happier. After about a year later, he got to find out what I did, and broke up with me again! This was the final break up. I tried to beg him in different ways, but he wouldn’t budge.
Right now, as I’m writing this, I just got informed he is about to get married next week. What he doesn’t know is that Aisha is venom and fire mixed together in one. He brought out this deadly side of me, and he would witness the very end of it. I’m closing this, and the next thing on my mind is to pay him a visit. He wouldn’t resist because I’m charming.
He is mine forever. Nothing can separate us. I don’t mind waiting till the end of the world, as long as he becomes mine, but then, as I mentioned earlier, no one would understand. Not even you.
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