Love In Silhouette

❇「Chapter 11」❇

There is nothing holier, in this life of ours, than the first consciousness of love - the first fluttering of it's silken wings
-Henry Wandsworth Longfellow-

Mojisola and I were tight from secondary school.

We did everything together.

In fact, our gateman back at home already knew her so well that she could arrive at any time and he would let her in without bothering to inform me.

She even had a spare key to my room. That's how close we were. We both applied to enter Unilag and got in.

Then I met Deji…and fell in love. I laughed slightly. Yes, I did. He was all I ever wanted and more. I fell so hard, I didn't even understand myself anymore. It was like I couldn't live without him. You could say he was my drug and I'd totally agree with you.

I mean, Deji was what got me up in the morning and what sent me to sleep every night.

Literally.

We went out on dates almost every other week and talked on the phone everyday. Even though we were just freshers, every one knew Deji and Charlie.

Little did I know that someone wasn't totally happy about that. In fact, it was more than just my relationship with Deji…more like my entire life. You'll get to know what I mean by that eventually.

Mojisola was the best best friend anyone could have ever asked for. She was my confidant, my support, my light in every dark corner I had ever found myself. Little did I know that for years she had been seeking to destroy my life.

She told me that herself.

It was the day I caught Deji cheating on me with none other than my best friend.

I was walking back from my faculty building one Saturday afternoon. I had talked with Deji earlier that morning and we had scheduled our date for later that evening since my classes weren't supoosed to finish till then.

Well, Mr Adepoju, our lecturer decided not to show up that day and so I didn't have to stay till the evening anymore.
I didn't have anything to do before then becuase Mojisola was away at Ibadan for a wedding and I was already to meet Deji in the evening.
I therefore decided to stay back and hang out a little with my course mates. We finished up early and so I started heading for home at around 2:00pm in the afternoon.

Deji had a spot where he usually stayed to chill and I occasionally hung out with him there when Moji wasn't around. I figured that since our date wasn't due till the evening, he might as well be there if not in the hostel and so I changed course to see if I could catch him. If not, I would just continue back home to my apartment which was located off campus and stay there till evening.

I reached his usual spot and sure enough he was there…but not with his headphones over his ears and bent over his MacBook like I expected.

What I saw made my knees weak and I couldn't speak for over God knows how long.
Mojisola was seated astride on his lap and they were engaged in an intense makeout session. It was so disgusting to watch and as bile rose up to my throat, I could feel myself about to throw up on the cemented floor.

After what seemed like forever, I finally found my voice but only a choked yelp made it's way out. They were alone before I came and so my presence startled them making Mojisola jump off Deji like he was a boiling pot.

Deji quickly began replacing the few open buttons on his T-Shirt while Moji worked at straightening her rumpled skirt, the guilt screaming on their faces.
The scare obviously was that Deji and I as a couple were very popular on campus. Seeing him making out with another lady and not just any lady but Moji was some news that would spread like wild fire.