My Ex-boyfriends Friend – Episode 8

MY EX-BOYFRIENDS FRIEND – Episode 8
A story by Kennedy C Katongo

Kalaba knew better, for that reason he just let me walk away.
My phone rang and it was Angel, she always called at the most unthinkable moments.
ANGEL: “Slay where are you?”
KUTEMWA: Am going to get on a bus right now.”
ANGEL: “A bus? What happened to your car?”
KUTEMWA: “I left it at work, didn’t feel like driving.”
ANGEL: “You the only one who can do such a thing. Wonder why am even surprised. Captain is on his way here, can he give you a lift?”
KUTEMWA: “No way! You know I wouldn’t accept that.”
ANGEL: “His my man, and you are my best friend. I can’t be taking sides, I need you both… So I need you to try… Just try to get to know him. Do it for me please.”
KUTEMWA: “I hate that you my friend. Mxxxm. But what are sisters for? I will try not to shout at him. Tell him to call me.”
Before I knew it Captain had arrived at Iringa mall,I didn’t know how to act but I had made promised to Angel, and I was going to do just that.
“From a distance he waved at me, I waved back to indicate I had seen him.”
“Hey Kutemwa…” He said warmly.
“Captain!” I called out as I followed him.
One of us had to start the conversation and I knew for certain it wasn’t going to be me.
In the car there was silence, the only thing that echoed was the music playing on power FM.
Captain was cool, from time to time he would tap his hand on his thigh in rythem to the music.
“Just because you have given me a lift home doesn’t change anything.” I said
“I know.” he responded mindlessly.
I couldn’t believe he was actually tripping on me.
Then he coughed and spoke, “I respect you as I respect Angel, but I won’t let you feed her unhealthy thoughts of how our relationship should be run.” “I made a mistake, I have apologized and grown through it, but if that’s the only thing you see once I come to visit Angel then…” He suddenly paused.
“Then what?” I enquired of him.
“Then you will make our relationship hard, you as her best friend, you got more influence over her than I do. Now if you hate me, do you think it will be easy for her to love me freely?” He asked.
Captain had a valid point, his angle of thought was something I had never taken into consideration until then.
“You have a point, I will take it easy with you… But if you ever hurt her, then you will be sorry.” I loved the intimidation I had built around Captain, regardless of how I treated him… He still considered me as part of his life with Angel.
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I watched as Kutemwa walked out on me, so many thoughts rushed in my head yet not even one made sense.
‘Should I follow her? What can I say to her? ’
I had never felt so wrong, so disgusting as I stood at the ponds.
As I stood there Major hit me up with a text on WhatsApp, I had explained everything that happened and how I was caught at crossroads. Major laughed it out and suggest I ask Kutemwa to meet me so that we talk. .
MAJOR: “Hiw did it go?”
KALABA: “I messed up, I don’t know how but I did.”
MAJOR: “Hope you didn’t say something stupid? Cause you can be a pain at times.”
KALABA: “Not at all, everything was looking up… At least that’s what I was thinking. Then from nowhere Angie called.”
MAJOR: “ Whose Angie?”
KALABA: “Some Ka fly babe, she gave me her line at debonairs.”
MAJOR: “Bro like seriously?. Why can’t you stick to one girl like everyone else?”
KALABA: “I’ve been asking myself the same question. It’s not like I don’t try.”
MAJOR: “It’s not about trying. Even in high school you were like this. You deserve what you got.”
My chat with Major never lasted, it turned out that he also got upset with what I had done, this wasn’t his first time, because then I would be a liar, Major was very serious when it came to relationships.
For him, dating was a path to marriage and everything that happened from the first day of a relationship counted. On the other hand, I wasn’t like him, I easily got bored once a relationship got to serious, I liked to play tag with me being the one doing the chasing.
I had lost Kutemwa, the only thing I had were ladies who wanted to be with be because of what I had.
On my way home I decided to have a few drinks, the coolness and good test of a hunters was enough to get me in tune.
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“I’ve been calling you line, were the heck have you been?” She shouted immediately I walked in.
“Don’t dare question me, what are you even doing here? Why haven’t you gone?” I asked her.
My hands where carelessly swinging as I walked to take a seat, from the left to the right I walked as I tried to walk.
“Let me help you…”
“Don’t! Don’t you touch me. I can do this on my own.” I responded.
Angie backed off as she steadily watched me struggle.
Before I knew it, all I heard was a loud bang and bit by bit my site began to fade until it was all dark.
“His going to be okay, he just had alot to drink.”
“You need to come to the reception and sign some papers.”
I could hear people talking from afar, yet for some reason I couldn’t move my body, I was like a mountain that had been strategically fixed.
“Are you the spouse?” a voice of a lady asked. Even though I couldn’t see her, I knew it had to be a Nurse. ‘My fall couldn’t have been this bad, Angie was busy signing every thing that came her way, she was like that child with a colouring book.’
“He just needs to be here for some days, he will be out of hospital in no time.
‘I knew it.’ I said to myself.
Angie cam to the bed side and carefully stroked my hair as she wept a bit.
“I don’t know know why am even weeping for you.” She said with a laugh.
“I just hope you get better, I didn’t know who to call when you fell and passed out. I tried your phone but there was a password, who uses passwords when when a phone has fingerprint identification?” she added.
I was thankful, but no matter how much I tried to shout or speak, it all amounted to nothing.
Angie left, and after 5 hours I was back to my original self.
“Careful, you don’t need to move…” She said.
She was of medium height, brown in complexion with long hair that fell flawlessly on her back.
“How are you feeling?” She asked as she opened my eye lids and stared into my eyes.
“I feel okay, just a bit weak and dizzy.” I responded.
“Who are you?” I finally asked after throwing everlasting stares at her body, she seemed to be of high heft, and determined at what she was doing.
“Am Doctor Mwansa.” She answered without even looking at me.
As she continued to exam me I wondered if she knew who I was, the temptation to ask her was there but it just never seemed to be the right thing to do.
“You can be discharged after an hour, have a good day Sir.” She said as she modelled her way to the next bed.
I got my phone and found a number of messages, including one from my boss.
When I opened one of the messages from my work mates, it had a Facebook direct link. I couldn’t help but wonder if there was something I had missed when I had blacked out, the satisfaction of my curiosity came just after I clicked on the link.
It was a post on a Facebook page known as “NATU CHILANDEPO (LET’S TALK ABOUT IT)” The heading of the post read;
POPULAR TV AND RADIO PERSONALITY KALABA TK FAINTS IN HIS HOUSE.
With the shock of my life, I automatically start to read the article. The writer withheld Angie’s name but went on to say, “Kalaba arrived drunk at his apartment, after shouting and exchanging words with ‘One of his many baby dolls’ He suddenly stopped talking and fell to the floor’
“This is rubbish.” I exclaimed.
“Nurse! Nurse! Get me out of these things I want to leave immediately.” I spoke loudly.
The one thing that I had feared had fallen, my name going viral on social media for something not representable.
“The doctor said she has to check on you before you leave… Sir! Sir!” The nurse called out to me as I rushed out of the ward. In my arm to hide from the Nurses I opened a door without reading what was written on it and carefully closed it.
“Sorry but I didn’t say come in…” A ladies voice spoke out. Before I could turn to face her I easily recognised her voice.
“What!” She exclaimed as I faced her.
“Have you just run away?” She asked. There was demand and order in the tone of her voice as she spoke.
“Am sorry Doctor, but I really have to go. It’s an emergency.” I quickly responded.
“I guess this means you have seen the posts on social media. Anyway, you seem to be fine, just make sure you check out before leaving the building.” She said calmly as she sat down.
“Thanks alot, I promise I will be back.”

TO BE CONTINUED…