He gave me a phone call one afternoon – a very surprising phone call. We had lost touch and all. He was out of sight and out of mind. I was moving on; in fact I had this friendship-relationship thing I was working on, but it all crumbled after that call from Vince.
I answered: “Hello…”
Vince: Hey. It’s me.
Vince: Vince. How are you?
Me: How did you get my number?
Vince: Stephen gave it to me.
Me: Oh. Okay.
I felt tense all of a sudden. What is this? I thought I was over this guy.
No, Kizzie baby, you’re not. Like play like play, we somewhat got back together after that phone call. I mean every douche deserves a second chance, no?
But what about my friendship-relationship with Sani? Oh God!
Sani is nice. Sani is cool. Sani didn’t deserve what I was about to put him through. Sigh.
But I had to let him know what was up. So when he came over to my house, I told him everything: my relationship with Vince, my (foolish) love for him, and that phone call.
Sani was astounded.
I broke up inside. I couldn’t think straight from that moment. I still wanted Sani around. I basically wanted the both of them – Sani and Vince. You’d say: selfish much? I’d say: I know.
But Sani put me in the spot. “No, Kizito. You’ll have to choose. It’s either him or me.”
“But you don’t understand,” I protested. “I’m connected to Vince in a way that I can’t explain. It’s like I’m stuck with him.”
“OK then.” He started to leave.
“No. No!” I held him back. “Don’t go please. Please!” I held him back.
“You can’t be with both of us, Kizito. Don’t you see? I’m in love with you, but there’s nothing I can do. You’ve chosen him already. I guess he’s good enough for you.”
“Don’t say this please. I love you too. It’s just that Vince…he…he…”
At this point, I was a totally confused fish.
We felt so heavy like we were two Geepee tanks overfilling with water.
Sani spoke softly, “Is it possible to love both of us exactly the same? I don’t think so. You obviously love Vince more.”
“But I do. I love you both! Oh God!” And the tears came.
Totally confused fish, this one! Kai!
And Sani was teary-eyed too. “You can’t have both of us, Kizito. You’ve made your choice. I hope you guys are happy together.”
Oh, but that was a curse. We were never happy together. In fact, we drifted apart just a week later. I mean Vince and I.
They both apparently had no place in my life. (In the twinkle of an eye, Lol)
I was a free man again. And this was good. It was for the best – because if I were still with any of them, I wouldn’t have encountered what I did later on.
Written by Kizito