KIMBERLY - CHAPTER FIVE

My love for Henry grew. We had fun and spent lots of time together.

Time went by and to cut the long story short, Henry moved out of his aunt's.  He moved into his own. I finished school and we we're both doing well.

I never heard from Maxwell. 

Before you could say Jack Robinson, we got married. 

A happy marriage it was and we had two charming boys. 

Life was going on fine until I ruined it with my both hands. 

It all started the day I went to the mall to get somethings for the house. There, someone hugged me from behind. I turned, and to my surprise it was Maxwell. Still as handsome as ever! 

"Maxwell! How have you been? It's been ages! How long now?"

"12 years." He responded boldly.

We got talking and those old feelings came back. It enveloped us both. I didn't tell Henry my husband that I met Maxwell. 

Maxwell and I got texting. We were resurrecting our lost bond. Trust me, it wasn't the right to do, I was stupid and I admit it. Though it seems so late, I wish I can turn things over. 

I was 30 and Maxwell was 33. He still looked young. He had been out of the country. He has been in Germany. 

He invited me over to his place. We got talking, you know and... We had sex. It reminded of my first sex. Which was with him. This one even felt more better. 

I didn't know why I couldn't hold myself, I just felt maybe if I had given us a chance then, we would have turned out great! 

There I was again, acting like a naive teenager. I didn't just have sex once with Maxwell, it happened several other times. 

Guilt was killing me each time I came home. My husband Henry has been faithful, this definitely isn't the right way to pay back. 

Each time I looked at my sons faces, I felt so bad.

Then it came when I asked Max to elope with me. "That's not necessary" He responded.

Even though he didn't like the idea, I went ahead and told Henry I wanted a divorce. 

Henry was surprised. In a short while I was willing to give up everything I have to be with Max. 

Even my sons. 

I told my husband I didn't want custody of the kids. He can have them. I just wanted a life with Max. Henry tried to make me reason but I wouldn't listen.

I signed papers. Left my family and moved in with Max. When the time came to move to Germany.  Max said; "Come go back to your family."

"No baby, I am going with you." I smiled.

"Don't be silly, he said. I have a wife and beautiful daughter I wouldn't give up for anything."

 I was shocked. "Wh...What do you mean wife and daughter?" I managed to say.

"Yes, I am going back to my family. I am a happily married man."

"You didn't tell me you're married." Tears rolled down my eyes.

"You never asked." He gave me that stare. 

I was broken. 

What have I done? 

Again I let my feelings ride me.

Max left me, he travelled back to Germany. 

A round up of three months since I left my family and six months affair with Max.

Maybe there is something I could do. I'll go back and beg. 

I returned home and my seven-year old answerd the door.

"Mum?" His soft voice sounded in dismay.

My husband Henry rushed to the door carrying our four year old.

I was so happy to see them but they weren't.

"What do you want?" Henry asked. 

A second chance! I responded.

"Too late." My seven year old said.

I looked at my four year old and he looked away. Hugging his dad tight. 

Henry took them in and shut the door at me. 

That was how I lost everything, Everything! Now, I am sitting in my apartment looking aimlessly out of the window

My Life ENDED. 

THE END.

KIMBERLY - CHAPTER FOUR

Two weeks after my sex with Maxwell, I started preparing to move to Lagos.

I called Henry to let him know that I'll be in Lagos soon. I asked for his house address he said I shouldn't bother that he'll rather come get me when I arrive. It was very exciting. 

Meanwhile, my mother had said I wouldn't live in school that she wants someone to keep a close eye on me. That I am still pretty young to live on my own.

She felt I wouldn't survive alone. 

She phoned her old school mate who turned out to be her very good friend Mrs. Jonathan  that I'll be coming. Mrs. Jonathan is a member of the board at Unilag.

The woman being a very good lady didn't bother, she said I am welcomed to stay as long as I want.

I was excited. 

I got all packed, ready to face my life as an adult. I never heard from Maxwell again. I thought he probably man up and took his L.

I took a bus to Lagos, Lord it was so so far away. I was even regretting my journey. 

I got there and this fine lady was waiting for me. I arrived very late at night at about 10:30pm.

By the time we got to the house, it was about 11:30pm. 

Being so tired, I only took my bath, had a quick tea and slept off.

The next morning, I woke up very excited to call Henry. I saw so many missed call from him.

I called him and he was happy I've arrived. 

I was on phone, headed for the restroom close to my room for morning wee. I knocked and a voice answered, "occupied." 

It was a man's voice so I waited a bit. 

Dude came out and Lo! It was "Henry!!!"

I screamed. He was so surprised. He gave me a hug. 

We couldn't stop talking out of excitement.

Turned out Mrs. Jonathan is Henry's aunt whom he lives with.

What a coincidence right!?

TO BE CONTINUED...

KIMBERLY - CHAPTER THREE

I lived like this for sometime before Max withdrew his calls again. I tried to reach Max but couldn't so I focused on Henry.

Our love grew even stronger except we couldn't see each other physically. So, I decided that when I'd take my JAMB exam, I'll put Lagos because Henry lives in Lagos with his aunt.

According to him, he planed on moving out soon. For me it wasn't a problem, I was just happy to see him.

So I wrote my JAMB, took my exams and there! I passed.

Two weeks after my exam, a call came in. It was Maxwell and guess what!

He is back! 

He dearly wanted to see me but I kept my distance, knowing my feelings for Henry beats my feelings for him. After a lot of pressure from Max, I dressed up that day and went to see him.

I was determined to let him know, I was seeing someone else. 

I got to his house, there he was, charming as ever. He flashed me that pretty smile that sends shivers down my spine. At that instant, the memories we shared dropped right in my head.

I smiled broadly and gave him a big hug. 

Maxwell, being a thick physique man, wrapped me even better and I felt this warm comfort and a strange feeling over taking me. 

So far, the only thing I've shared with Maxwell is a kiss, which I was even shy to give that day he travelled. 

For me, Maxwell is a gentleman, he agreed to my terms of no sex and wouldn't want to force me into doing anything I don't want to do. 

I released my hug and fixed my gaze on Maxwell's eyes then I moved it to this lips. He got the message, he gave a light smile and I kissed him. 

Mind you, I was still standing at the door and haven't said a word.

I kissed him deeply, then I pulled out. He looked at me with those eyes, that look that bursts my feelings and have everything flowing out.

Our lips met again, this time, with passion and force. Each instantly warming to the touch of the other. 

Lips parting, tongues dipping and our breath mingling.

His mouth demanding that I keep giving and his tongue thrusting.

We got to the bedroom which I didn't know how we got there.

In an instant, clothes were off.

Our body came together and I can tell you, lawd! That was the moment. I couldn't hold myself. Our lips met again, he moved onto his back, his left hand holding the nape of my neck, his right hand smoothing down my back to the curve around my hip. 

My hands were in his short afro hair, strong and firm on his scalp. Caressing as they comb through his black thick afro.

This was my moment, locked in passion, I was sure I wanted this. I was 18, I knew what I wanted. There was no going back at this time. 

The thought of Henry flashed through my mind and I pushed it off. Max was now kissing down slowly through my tummy. I wasn't going to stop him.

There, I had my first sex with him and I didn't regret it.

It felt so good I am proud of it even till today but that wasn't all. 

After the sex, that was when we actually spoke. All through sex, we only communicated with moaning.

I told Max I loved him, but I love someone else even more.

He was surprised and dumbfounded. 

I told him, I only had sex with him so he wouldn't feel cheated. 

Plus, I wanted to know what it felt like having sex. 

Meanwhile I was lying. I slept with him because I can't control my emotions when around him but I had to form boss like no emotions was attached.

Max was down, pained and betrayed but I loved Henry more. At least I thought so.

Now I have to deal with the guilt of having to pretend to Henry that I've been faithful. To think I'll be moving to Lagos soon.

My love life was complicated, I couldn't control being in love with two men at same time. 

TO BE CONTINUED...

KIMBERLY - CHAPTER TWO

My relationship with Henry continued happily until the fifth month.

It happened on a hot afternoon, I received a phone call from an International number. I answered; "Hello?"

"Hello sweetheart, how are you?"

"I am good, may I know who's speaking?" I asked

"It's me, Maxwell"

I was shocked. "Oh Maxwell, I said. How have you been?"

"Been good, missing you badly."

 "It's normal. I said, "Missingyou too. I didn't hear from you since you left. It's been eight months Maxwell, you forgot me."

"Babe, I didn't forget you a bit. I was so busy. Besides, I lost your number. I just saw it today in a piece of paper I slipped into my dairy after months of trying to reach you."

"Okay." I said.

"So what's up with us? Are we still on or you're seeing someone else?"

I was silent for a while then I said; "Yes of course we are still on."

He was very excited.

I couldn't find the courage to tell him I was in an online relationship with an invisible guy. Since I haven't met Henry in person, I couldn't just discharge Maxwell.

I was so sure of both guys loving me, I couldn't risk losing them. I didn't tell Max I was dating Henry and I also couldn't tell Henry that Max has returned.

I know, I was wrong but I wanted them both. I couldn't have chosen better.

TO BE CONTINUED... 

KIMBERLY - CHAPTER ONE

 

KIMBERLY - CHAPTER ONE

"Tears rolled down my eyes as I looked out of my apartment window. I'm now all alone, no kids, no husband, no lover. I couldn't possibly believe I lost everything I owned. All my loved ones, no one trusts me anymore. I wish I did not do what I've done.

My name is Kimberly, mostly called Kim.

"The memories of my love life still remains fresh in my mind. Seems just like yesterday, when everything was fine and perfect.

It all started when my parents divorced, I was eleven years old. The incident broke my mum. We were 3 kids and I am the last. I have an elder brother and a sister. My sister was thirteen and my brother was sixteen. 

  Due to the divorce, my mother warned us about men and painted them very bad for my little mind. 

My sister's sad relationships didn't help matters. I developed hatred for men as a tween but when I was sixteen, love found me. What can I say? Nature had it's way. 

I signed up for Facebook in 2008. I was sixteen, I didn't know my way much around then but it was pretty much my favourite app at that time. 

 

Meanwhile, there was this guy around my neighbourhood whom I met a week to Valentine's day. His name was Maxwell but we called him Max. 

I didn't know Max until he asked me out. From that day onward, he occupied a whole lot of my thoughts. I didn't give him my phone number the first day I met him, I didn't want to look cheap. I didn't hear from Max or see him for about a month until I met him again. 

I had gone to get something from a store, he was at a barbing saloon close to the store. I was so excited to see him after so long. Though it was just a month, I felt it. We exchanged pleasantries and he asked for my contact again. 

I didn't hesitate to give him cause I couldn't afford not to see him again. We talked a lot that night before I left. I was exhilarated as I went home, I finally gave him my number. I was eager to know what love with a man felt like.

Max called me that night and the next morning too.

We hung out on Valentine's day and trust me it was awesome. Since I was still young then, I didn't want to have sex or even kiss.

I genuinely loved Max and he felt same too. 

We began dating.

"Meanwhile, two days after my 17th birthday, which was June 2nd, I received a friend request on Facebook from a guy, Henry. We began chatting, little did I know my life will end with him. 

Henry turned my gist partner as Maxwell was mostly busy. 

I'd tell Henry everything going on between Max and I. Henry was encouraging and supportive for someone I've never met. The way Henry talked to me sometimes, made me felt like he had feelings for me.

On the other hand, Max was my everything. He made me see that my mother was wrong and men are charming. 4months into our relationship, Max told me he had to travel out of the country to take a year course. He asked me to wait for him. I agreed to wait. 

I was happy for him but at the same time sad because I'll miss him.

We took a pictures together, he kept one copy and I took the other copy. I followed him to the airport and waited till his flight left.

He left for Switzerland. 

I went back to Facebook and continued talking to Henry. I complained on how I haven't heard from Max, Henry told me to be calm that Max will reach me but Max never did. 3 months down the line, I developed feelings for Henry. One night Henry told me he loves me. My heart skipped. 

I couldn't help but confess I felt same way too. It was an awkward night. Knowing I was waiting for Max to return. 

That was how I began dating Henry. It was awesome.

Though young, I understood the repercussions of what I was doing.

TO BE CONTINUED...