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“And Death Did Them Part…” I

Yemisi

It would have been something laugh-worthy, lewd – and then mildly inspirational; a staring husband sporting an ill-concealed erection on his wedding day.

The problem was; the husband – Tade – wasn’t staring at his wife.

No. He was looking at the dark-skinned, wet-eyed long legged wide-hipped beauty with rubbery lips swaying towards him. Her gele – her headtie was exceptionally woven – and the shimmering gown she wore wobbled at her every move.Tade had a small fight with himself – to stare at her so-generously-offered breasts or – at her face and the simpering smile that adorned it.

The face won.

It was familiar, Tade reasoned. He swiftly sorted through files in his memory – files and faces of variously hued women; trying to remember which she was as he shifted in his seat to hide the thing growing between his thighs. He searched out his wife with the sides of his eyes – and then he saw her surrounded by her friends. Good.

Once again he gave his attention to the approaching beauty – at the off-shoulder gown she was wearing and the tattoos that covered her right arm from elbow to wrist. She was attracting stares and whispers – Tade chuckled as he saw some old women frowning in displeasure. Old women – and then he winced, realizing his new wife, Peju would sooner or later become one of them.

Such is life.

She – the approaching beauty – was close to his seat – and he was sure he knew her. He had seen her face before, but where? Across a table, at dinner? Across a pillow, after dinner?

Where?

And then she stood before him. “Tade darling,” she purred. “You look so good in a suit.” She took his right hand and leaned over it, presenting him an uninterrupted view down her gown. Tade swallowed, fettered monster in his pants rearing its head in anger, fiending to be let loose. He cleared his throat. “Ah – I’m sorry. Do I know you?”

The smile widened – and she let go of his hand. “Ah, Tade. You’ll never change.” Her hands reached behind her, fiddled with something – and came away with two handguns. “This is for Onye – my best friend who killed herself after you broke her heart, for the baby you made me abort and all the other women.”

Tade remembered her then. Yemisi; her name was. He remembered her as a geek who spent all her time reading books. He remembered he’d only seduced her because he was dared – and he remembered being surprised at her skills between the sheets. So surprised he had been unable to stop – not even after he impregnated her.

His mouth fell open – but all speech failed him. The last thing he saw were the tattoos on her right arm. They seemed to glow.

‘That’s not normal,’ he still had time to think.

The twin guns winked, and Tade’s lights went out.

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Pencils by my man Collyde Prime. Story Inspired by his ‪#‎50DaysCharacterSketches‬ series on Facebook.

BOOYAH!!!

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12 responses

  1. hehehe…gosh dang it! I wish this happened in real life 🙂 some guys really deserve this treatment!

    July 17, 2015 at 7:45 am

  2. Small comment about the drawing, the eyes are way too disney abeg…where is the originality! 😦

    July 17, 2015 at 7:47 am

  3. henry

    good work.

    July 17, 2015 at 4:17 pm

  4. awesomeeeeeeeeee where is the one for the colored version 😦

    July 18, 2015 at 6:17 am

  5. When will these guys ever learn?! If you’ve being a player and serial heart breaker, never ever do a public wedding! Your life is in danger…you are vulnerable for the perfect revenge…

    Nice work my oga!

    July 21, 2015 at 7:55 am

    • Hehehe.

      We. Never. Learn.

      Thank you.

      July 21, 2015 at 8:19 am

  6. We.Never.Learn!!! oh so you one…Booyakah!

    July 30, 2015 at 12:12 pm

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