Timmyz Tales - Confuscious the Cat

My Fairytale of living in a hotel and loving a ‘hunk’ was coming to an end and honestly it went by like a flash…… Tee (Naomi) had to go back to Abuja, which means I had to ‘reset to reality’ i.e. return to Sangotedo, return to my awkward relationship with Folarin and all the realities that came with that.

Relationship Status Update:

1.       Jide called me to apologise and further disgust me

2.       Folarin is still my ride to and from work, if need be… there has been no lunch date yet

3.       Fela and I are still crazy about each other.

The weekend before Tee was due to leave, Fela asked me to take him to my house, I asked why, he said I want to know where you live, so that the day you leave me, I would come knocking on that door. (I promise you my heart did a back flip. How sweet of him).

I gave him all the disclaimers: the Traffic, the No light, the No water; and he still insisted. He even said we should sleep there.

11pm Friday night, it was time for us to head to Sangotedo. Hopefully, the traffic would have freed up. We got an uber and headed home. Thankfully the gods of Power were excited and there was light through the night. On this night, I was swoon, the coitus-resistant girl in me went to sleep and the coitus-curious one came alive and indeed it was a couple hours of pure delight! That was the first time I loved my tiny cot in Sangotedo.

Fela and I, happy and satisfied (wink) on my mattress, which was spread on the floor maybe 4 feet from my Pile of shoes and a hop or two away from my ‘toilet’; (I say toilet cos it’s not really a bath room seeing as the shower is knack in the middle of the toilet i.e. if you took a shower, the entire floor and toilet seat would be wet). Far cry from Four Points, but in this moment on this day. It was blissful.

Tee left!!! Fela and I were waxing strong, and it became more convenient to spend some days of the week with him. My routine was Friday to Monday with Fela, and Tuesday to Friday morning at home.  

One Friday evening, Fela and I had planned to have drinks and stop by some new spot he discovered. I had closed early and was gearing up in the bathroom when Felas phone rang….. Three things hit me:

1.       I’d never ever heard Fela’s phone ring……EVER…

2.       Fela left the room to take the call

3.       The ringtone was ‘Take me away’ by Keysha Cole…. (If you listen to the first few seconds of this song, you will understand)

Now, Fela and I are not in a relationship right? We are friends who enjoy each others’ company and had sex that one time!!! How was I supposed to react? Should I ask who called? Should I act like I don’t know anything about it? What should I do?...... I am not about to ask ‘where is this going ?” cos I like the convenience of our uncertainty i.e. I can walk away when I want! But hey, may be we need to draw up some clear lines!

He came back, we both acted like that didn’t just happen, we went out and had a good time, came back and slept off. The next morning, I woke up earlier than he, put my shit together and went home. On my way home, I called Folarin and told him the tale of the mystery call. Folarin found the story suspiciously satisfying, He laughed really hard and said ‘is he your boyfriend? why are you hoarding what’s not your own ?……. Folarin and I had lunch again, for the 1^st time since after that awkward time, this time it was in his “brothers” house. 

My name is Timi (Timmy) and I'm confused