My One True Love

Jide Shogbesan, Jide as he was fondly called was my one true love, he was a once in life time opportunity to experience perfect love, I use that word perfect in all its entity, I remember when I first met him, I had been on my way out of the bank as my father had sent me on an errand with his gold wrist watch that uncle Deji bought  him last year Christmas ticking away to my good or detriment. My father mr Olaoluwa was one of a kind, he was a disciplinarian, a strict controller and an ardent believer of the spoil the rod and spare the child theory. The words he said as i dusted my slippers in the veranda rang in my head again "don't be late or else" and his 'or else' meant much more than words.
I hurriedly collected the teller from the man behind the counter making a dash for the door without even thanking him for the extra speed he had put into making sure my transaction was completed, I had totally lost control of my balance as my mind started to imagine the inventive ways my father could send a clear message of how he hated me coming home late, the last time I had been home late my father had laced a koboko with the fresh pepper I later learnt he acquired from iya Nkechi in the next building, and he asked me to give Bukunmi 10 lashes on her bare buttocks. Bukunmi was my younger sister and she had offended my dad earlier that week and he had kept quiet the whole week so much so that we all knew trouble laced with anger was on its way but to think that I Desola was the one to punish Bukunmi made me weep, I begged her for three straight weeks although I shed tears as I flogged her.
When I tried to open the bank door was when my subconscious realised how much I had lost balance and control as I took a free fall to the ground awaiting the heavy thudding that should have followed suit and that was how I met Jide, he had hurried from the counter which he stood and played my knight in shining armour making sure that my entire being wasn't shattered. I had been so embarrassed for my life but when he smiled at me and said "everyone falls" I got the courage to rise again and from that day Jide became my heart beat. He was my muse, the air I breathe, my song, my whole life became centred around him.
Jide spoilt me with lots of stuff, I would sneak out to meet him under the mango tree next to baba Ibeji's house, or sometimes we would meet next to the recharge card umbrella at mallam Sanusi's shop, some days I got home clean while others I got caught and I was either given the beating of my life or the punishment equivalent but I couldn't stop all I wanted was Jide.
I wanted his dark charming manliness, his skin that glowed like rays of sun, his smile that sent great women to the knees, his eyes that could pierce through the darkest souls and his laughter, his laughter was perfect it was much better than a babies laughter it was pure and relieving, I wanted Jide Shogesan.

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