Tag "Betrayal"

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A Best Friend Scorned (Part 2)

Previously on A BEST FRIEND SCORNED… * I’d begun my pursuit of Vince two nights after going over the plan with Cassi. I gained access to a VIP section at

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IT IS WHO WE ARE

I had just finished secondary school at the time and my mum gifted me with an internet-enabled phone. I was thoroughly excited by this gift, as it was my first

Fiction 6 Comments

A Best Friend Scorned

My friendship with Cassi Monroe began in ninth grade. Before that point, she’d never noticed me because I was the scrawny gay nerd and she was the popular princess. The

Fiction 12 Comments

STUCK ON BROKEN

You walk out of the room, your heart in shreds. You promise yourself that you won’t cry but the tears, the treacherous tears find a way to well up in

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Thirst Goes Before A Fall

I have always had the hots for Dera right since secondary school. He was the embodiment of macho. Girls flocked around him, boys wanted to be his friend. And I

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DO NOT BE “THE OTHER MAN”

In my lifetime, guys who are already in relationships coming on to me has become a thing. Lately, I met ruggedly handsome Paul on Grindr (I’d later come to know

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Still In Lust With The Man Who Kitoed Me (Part 2)

Previously on STILL IN LUST WITH THE MAN WHO KITOED ME… * I finally summoned courage to call Dubem. I got his number from the caretaker. I dialed the number

Dear KD 22 Comments

Dear KD: My Best Friend Is Ruining My Relationship

I am in a relationship with this guy, and we’ve been together for about a year. My boyfriend is based in America. The long distance relationship is tough, but we

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STAY MAD!

I am very polite and nice. Too polite, as some friends and acquaintances have said to me. “You are too nice to be my son.” My mother says this to

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THE LIE THAT IS “I AM IN A RELATIONSHIP”

As a corps member serving in Abuja, not much had changed in my life, compared to the introverted life I led in Lagos. My interactions with the gay community didn’t