LOVESICKLATOYA
He stumbled into the house at midnight drunk for the fifth time in a row.
He clutched a bottle of whiskey in his hand and he was reeking of alcohol as usual.
A mess, that's what Akinwale has become for the past two weeks now.
He didn't even go to work anymore, all he did was drink, frolic with different women and repeat the whole process.
His mom was worried and concerned about his state and had begged me to come to stay at his house and nurse him till he becomes normal again.
That's why I'm here, to make him sane again. God knows I had my work cut out for me because that woman had done a number on him. I'm not even sure if the damage is irreparable or not.
"Toya with the big tits" he chuckled when he saw me standing by his bed. Slumping on the bed and bringing the bottle to his mouth again, he downed the alcohol in large gulps.
I quickly grabbed the bottle and put it aside before he choked and killed himself or something.
"You're no fun Toya, you're no fun at all. You used to be fun, what the hell happened to you" he grumbled.
I groaned and took off his shoes, then his socks. "And you used to be sensible, you knew when to work and when to play but now you don't even know your right or left"
"You need to stop drinking Wale, your company needs you, your family needs you. You need to get your shit together please," I said.
"You need to stop talking Toya, I think we can find something better for your mouth to do" he mimicked me in a sour voice.
I kicked him and remembered how very annoying he could be when he was drunk.
Drunk Wale had been buried for a long time, irresponsible Wale was too till now. I'm guessing this has to do with the divorce. Damn, I'd met the girl and I'd never thought that she had it in her to do this to him.
"Get your act together, you're not the first to get heartbroken. You have to deal with your crap" I yelled.
"Come on Latoya, let's fuck. You miss my cock, don't you? I know you miss me and I miss us too" he said.
"I need you to shut up and sleep, no way I'm having sex with your drunk ass," I frowned.
He remained silent for a long time and I thought he'd slept off till he started talking again.
"I can't stop thinking about her. Those other girls, they are nothing like her" he said in a miserable voice.
"It's normal for you to feel that way, you're heartbroken but don't worry you'll forget her soon," I said comfortingly.
He looked very vulnerable and it made me feel bad for him. The player finally gets played and he's experiencing his first heartbreak.
"I won't forget her anytime soon. I don't know why it's probably this house. Everything smells like her" he said clutching a pillow.
"This was her pillow" he muttered looking pained.
"Then throw her things away, or sell the house and move to another " I suggested. There were still traces of his ex-wife around the house. I don't know why he hadn't gotten someone to clean up her mess.
"I don't want that, there are too many memories of her here. I don't want to throw them away, don't touch her stuff" he warned me
"I'm a little confused, isn't it Arin you love, I thought it was Kiki you married?" I said confused. Why was he talking about his wife when it was Arin he loved?
"I didn't know Arin, all she told me during our relationship were lies.
I do know the woman I lived with, my wife. Kiki was real with me, it's probably ironic to say she was herself with me. I remember everything about her down to the tiniest detail. She wakes up by five o clock, she heads to the kitchen. She drinks her coffee all black, with no sugar, then She goes for a run. When she comes back she stops by the kitchen for soda water.She snores lightly when she sleeps, and she farts occasionally too. Even if she denies it in the morning" he chuckled.
"You should see her asleep, she's so beautiful. With her eyes slightly closed, her hair scattered about the pillow, this pillow. Her mouth slightly opened and there's always a little drool by the side. It's the most beautiful sight in the world" he paused looking at the pillow again as if he was looking at the woman he was talking about.
"No I take that back, her face when she cums is the most beautiful sight in the world. She once asked me what my favourite thing in the world was? I lied.
I told her it was my company, truth is my company can go to hell and It wouldn't matter.
All that matters is her face when I fuck her, the way her mouth opens to moan my name, the way her hand clenches the sheets, the way her back arches, the way she clenches around my dick when she's about to cum. That's the most beautiful thing in the world, I'd rather spend a lifetime in poverty with Okikiola than a lifetime alone in wealth" he sighed.My heart broke for him, this guy was deeply in love. He was never in love with Arin, he did love her at one point well lust rather but it's nothing compared to what he feels for her sister.
"Then get her back Wale," I said.
"I can't," He said coldly.
"You can't because?" I asked.
"What if she doesn't feel the same way, she only married me because her parents forced her to. I won't bare my heart to her and have her reject me or accept me out of pity" he said.
"If you don't tell her how you feel about her, you wouldn't know how she feels," I said.
"Just forget It Latoya" he sighed.
"If you love her, why are you going about with those other girls?" I asked.
"It numbs the pain for a little time," he replied.
"I don't think drinking and frolicking with women is the best thing to do, focus on work. If she's meant for you, fate will bring you back together" I rubbed his head soothingly.
"Fate, hmmm. Goodnight Toya" he muttered.
"Good night," I said.
I hope everything works out fine, I don't want him to be miserable. I hate seeing him like this.

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