COIN……there are two sides to every story by @obasatemitope (Episode IX)

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Kogberegbe turned the ignition of his car, not that he particularly knew where to head from here. He decided there was no harm in grabbing some lunch. The thought of lunch reminded him of Lucy.

“Oh sugar!” he exclaimed as he reached for his phone. After the third attempt, he gave up and decided to head for the hospital instead. He often had lunch with Lucy; it was a fun experience they enjoyed sharing when they could both spare the time. It gave them ample time to discuss work issues and pick each other’s brain. If he hadn’t lost her yet, Kogberegbe knew he was on the brink of doing so and though he felt nonchalant about the thought, he didn’t want Lucy to hold grudges against him. She was someone he needed to have around, even if only as a friend. Kogberegbe pulled into the car park and made for the front desk where he was greeted familiarly by one of the nurses who told him that Lucy was at the café. He said his thanks and walked towards the café which was packed full as always. He tried scouting for his girl but the café was too busy, so he reached for his phone, hoping she would pick the call this time. If she didn’t, he would just leave her a message. From the corner of his eye, Kogberegbe saw a movement, followed it and saw his girlfriend reach for her phone on the table. She had a male companion and was laughing contentedly with him. She looked at the phone screen and a moment later, Kogberegbe heard the “busy” tone on his side of the phone. He stared at the screen unbelievably and back at his girl. She was still laughing. The guy seemed to ask who the caller was, checking her phone screen. With the wave of her hand, she told him not to bother about him.

Kogberegbe stood rooted on the spot, not believing his eyes. Someone behind him asked him to make way, bringing him back to reality. He said his apologies and moved aside. As he turned to leave, his gaze locked with Lucy’s who touched the man lightly on the arm and stood up. Kogberegbe turned and left the room. He could hear Lucy’s flat soles walking briskly on the tiled floor, trying to catch up with him but he didn’t slow down. When he hit the outside pavement, she called out his name. Kogberegbe paused in his stride and slowly turned around, squinting his eyes against the sun.

“Hey” he said casually, taking in Lucy’s magnificent looks against his will. She stood a couple of feet away, looking at him daringly.

“What are you doing here?” she demanded

“Just passing by” he responded

“That dinner meant a lot to me Steve. All those nights you stood me up were bad enough. Standing me up in front of my parents…” she turned her head from side to side“…won’t happen again”

“I called you several times to…”

“Yea, to say you’re sorry” she cut him mid-sentence “but you always are. If you truly love me, we wouldn’t have so many ‘sorrys’ would we? I finally realized I’ve just been deceiving myself. I love you Kogberegbe, but I won’t commit long term to a one-sided relationship”

“Suddenly I’m the bad guy? I’m the one having fancy lunch with the punk!” he said, pointing in the direction of the café “or disconnecting my boyfriend’s calls…?”

Lucy glanced sideways smiling. When she turned her face back towards him, there was a teardrop forming as she asked “When is my birthday Steve?”

“What”? He stared at her blankly.

“My birthday. Yours is 6th of July, when is mine?” she gritted her teeth, knowing she caught him off guard “That punk…” she pointed toward the café “if nothing, remembers my birthday”

“It’s been a busy week for me Lucy…” he took a step towards her but she took one back”

“Yes Steve, it always is. I’ll pick up the rest of my things when I’m free. Not sure you noticed any of the other things are gone anyways. Goodbye Steve” with that, she turned smartly and walked back into the hospital. Kogberegbe felt like a fool. He knew he’d been terrible towards her but hadn’t realized it was this bad. How did he get so detached that he didn’t know her birthday? It felt like he didn’t care at all…or did he? It wasn’t about not remembering the date, he was totally clueless. And truly, he hadn’t noticed that she packed any of her things. He tried to convince himself that it was all because of his busy schedule, but it was lame. He wasn’t sure if he loved Lucy but his heart ached at the thought of losing her. However, he couldn’t remember the last time he made her laugh like she did with the man back there, if ever. He wondered if it was best for her to move on, and if it would be best if he didn’t stand in her way.

Kogberegbe put the car in gear, lowered the sunglasses unto his face and raced out of the parking lot. Luckily the road was free, for which he was thankful. Nothing like high speed to help vent his anger in a healthy way. After driving full speed for thirty minutes, he decided to stop at a fast food joint to while away the time while he enjoyed a hot dog and a bottle of coke.

“Hey boss” Kogberegbe recognized the laugh in Dana’s voice even before he looked up “I knew that was you” she said, holding a tray loaded with a plate and a drink. Dana liked to call him ‘boss’, it was a tease title.

“It’s hard to believe that you actually do go on break” Kogberegbe smiled back at Dana.

“Funny, I was going to say the same about you. Expecting someone boss?”

“Nope”

“So the seat is free then?” she asked

“Please” he said, gesturing towards the chair opposite him.

“So what brings you to our neighborhood?” She asked, digging into her plate of coconut rice, obviously famished.

He shrugged “dunno really. I was driving and found myself here.” Dana stared at him, eyes burning into his like she was trying to read his mind. “What!” he exclaimed, eyes wide and rolling.

“Hmm” she munched the spoonful which she’d hung in the air while she stared “girl issues yea?” she said like a wise man.

“No idea what you’re talking about” Kogberegbe lied.

“This too has gone bad hasn’t it?”

“Dana!”

“C’mon lighten up. You’re the boss of me, but you’re also my friend. It’s written all over your face that you’re having a problem you can’t solve. And knowing you, there’s only one thing you suck at, and that’s relationships!”

“That transparent huh?” he mouthed the last bit of his hot dog. “Why am I so terrible with relationships?” he said frowning.

Dana dropped her spoon and gave him a straight face “uh-oh”

“What?” he asked surprised, eyes darting left and right.

“When men like you decide to start ‘sharing’, it’s bad, it’s re-ally bad! And I’m really hungry. I’d like to eat in peace.” With that, she resumed with her food.

“Yea” Kogberegbe cleared his throat “pardon me” he turned his face and looked out the window and after some seconds of silence said “but seriously…”

“Ok…” Dana dropped her spoon again, hands in the air “I knew you hadn’t said the last of it. Here’s the thing, I’ll give you five minutes of my time and that’s it ok?”

Kogberegbe paused for a second with bewildered eyes but didn’t question her, he just said “Clear”

“What? Stop looking at me that way! We’re not at work right now. Right here right now, I’m your friend…and well, your shrink perhaps” she added from the corner of her mouth.

“What was the last thing you said?” Kogberegbe asked.

“Four minutes more” she responded looking innocently surprised.

Kogberegbe felt too overwhelmed, a feeling only too strange, so he decided to ignore Dana’s attitude, howbeit playful “Why does things have to be so complicated with women? Why are they so difficult?”

“You had a bad experience, and that qualifies women as “difficult”?”

“One bad experience?” he asked

“Ok, so you had a few, so what?” she said with a scoff “Look, I’ve known you for what, three years now?” Kogberegbe nodded “four girlfriends in those years, all wrong for you. With two of them, I told you it was never gonna work.” She gave him a ‘get it’ look

“All of them wrong?” he asked

“Wrong, not bad. This one’s a good girl, and that’s what makes it wrong for you. Most times you men go for ‘flashy’; that’s what you did with the first two I knew about. And you end up being scarred. Some of you get lucky to find really good girls sometimes but your mind is never really into it; you can’t settle for that; you gotta do better than that. This girl is brainy and pretty, classy too. But I knew she was too cool for you. You need someone who treats you badly just for the fun of it” she dabbled her hands in the air “you know, just to spice things up, keep your heart racing, add some fun to the romance…”

“Are we still talking about me?” Kogberegbe asked bewildered.

“I’m talking about y’all in general and you’re not left out of it” she pointed a finger close to his nose and laughed “but seriously dude, I’ve not sensed any form of seriousness in you so far”

“You’re wrong”

“Yea? Do you have any form of attachment with her?” she asked

“She comes to my house every now and then…she has a key!”

“Like that’s what I mean…anyway, moving on; how much time do you spend with her?” he attempted to answer but she went on “ts ts ts. Of the time you spend together, how much of it do you sacrifice? By that I mean how often do you do the chasing and not the other way round? Do you really think about her happiness? Or how to make her feel important in life? Support her? Love her? And how often do you make these known to her?” she paused for effect “you may not understand women, but quit looking at the other end of the rope. You’re broken pal; work on yourself first. And trust me, when  you do meet the right person- if you do meet the right person again, you won’t feel like she’s on a fast track with you, instead you won’t be able to wait. You don’t date for sex Steve, there’s a higher goal involved- love, inner peace, satisfaction, helping each other to achieve greater heights, friendship, care. Search within Steve, what’s missing…why do you not care like you should? Cos women want you to care; the good ones don’t want a ‘bad boy’ and maybe that’s what you’ve been in your relationships?” she shrugged “except maybe you should start looking for your own kind. Cos really Steve, it will be unfair to hunt for a caring and committed woman when all you do is be her friend from afar” she smirked, dabbed her lips with a napkin and pushed back her chair “nice chatting, boss. Time’s  up, gotta dash”

“You didn’t even allow me to say what she did…” Kogberegbe said

“You don’t have to Steve. We women feel and complain about the exact things you men do. Don’t think for a sec that we don’t find you men complicated too…or worse still that you men are perfect, cos that’s what most of you unconsciously do. You forget we are all just humans; you’re just as complicated as the next person to you. You cannot fully understand her and neither can she; but you both can put in conscious effort to continuously tryyyy to understand each other and to make things work. This conscious effort is what most men lack”

Kogberegbe pondered on what she said. There was so much wisdom in it that he found no matching response, so instead he said “You didn’t finish your lunch”

“Work’s loaded up back there; and break’s over. But it’s cool” she smiled

“I owe you lunch then”

“And I’ll hold you to that” she pointed and winked “See you around Steve.”

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INSPECTOR KOGBEREGBE SAYS NO TO CHILD MARRIAGE

 

_NG_ _3The Queen Herself;;)_NG_

 

 

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11 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. amaeze
    Jul 20, 2013 @ 09:49:28

    We didn’t hear anything abou the case today sha, this chapter was more about romance. However it was still interesting. Till next saturday.

    Reply

    • temitopeobasa
      Jul 21, 2013 @ 20:14:04

      Thanks. No vex it is inevitable for a bit of romance to come in, it gives a story an all-round touch and also makes it a bit realistic, at the very least.
      thanks for reading 😉

      Reply

  2. tosin
    Jul 20, 2013 @ 10:39:46

    Kogberegbe too needs someone to help him solve his relationship problems…lol,shows no matter how brilliant u are,there’s something you don’t know…well done sis!more lessons!

    Reply

    • temitopeobasa
      Jul 21, 2013 @ 20:17:05

      Lol. How true, no one can know it all, or be it all. We all mess up now and then…and everyone needs help sometime or another, and that’s why it is said that no man can be an island.
      thanks for coming again ds weekend! one gold medal for you XO

      Reply

  3. Yetundeadebiaye
    Jul 20, 2013 @ 15:10:33

    Hian! This episode isn’t about Detective Kogberegbe but more about loverboy Steve: indeed two sides to a coin; the serious, diligent and hardworking detective also have a romantic alter ego Steve. Well, a nice digression! I’m curious about the pregnancy and Dapo na. Abegy retrace ya step back to Inspector Kogberegbe and leave loverboy Steve alone for now! *wink*

    Reply

    • temitopeobasa
      Jul 21, 2013 @ 20:20:43

      ehehehehe. i like ds your “hian” o! and ur analysis of d episode ehn, i’m sure you’re a writer yourself. 🙂

      we go retrace our steps to Kogberegbe o. na cos e de come for episodes de make am seem as if say the romance out-shadow the investigation o. nor vex.
      thanks 😉 always appreciate you

      Reply

  4. Sarah
    Jul 23, 2013 @ 16:29:33

    Very real… *thumps up* keep it coming. 🙂

    Reply

  5. Bukky-blez
    Aug 27, 2013 @ 23:52:17

    I do love how u spice up such great work of crime with romance…. Thumbs up!!

    Reply

  6. temitopeobasa
    Sep 27, 2013 @ 06:43:09

    Reblogged this on temitopeobasa's Blog.

    Reply

  7. temitopeobasa
    Sep 27, 2013 @ 06:43:48

    Thanks sis 😉

    Reply

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