To All The Uni Boys I Ever Loved(pt 3)

about 300 level

I kid you not, I’m writing this in the middle of a meeting.

See what 9-5 has turned me into.

I’m busy reminiscing on a very dramatic time in my life while listening to boring updates and paperwork (with music playing lowly in the background).

But now I’m about to serve you extremely hot gist. Hotter than boiled yam. The scalding kind. I lowkey can’t believe this was my life. I have changed so much.

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So where did we stop in the previous post. Ahh yess. SWEP.

It was summer. I was bored. Had no prospects. And I decided it was time for me to shake my ass on a yacht in a thong.

I was ready to do more than going around freely kissing guys. The random hookups was calling my name and I really wanted to answer.

Me that didn’t like people pressing my bumbum was telling myself that I would allow boys to do more than press my bumbum. I don’t know how I planned to get over the discomfort but I brushed it off saying I would go with the flow.

So when evil texted me, I went with the flow, did it for the plot and answered.

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A the Demon

I literally bumped into A while at cafeteria while talking to someone and walking backwards.

We hit each other, sized each other up and apologized reluctantly. Then I found out we had a mutual friend (the one that confessed and was with a new girl by the month)

In the usual way of the universe, once you meet a new character, you tend to see them everywhere and that was how I noticed that he sat with us in some general classes.

But our story didn’t start until SWEP when he hit me up at my most malleable point.

We texted every day. He was on holiday and I was stupidly bored, so the time was there like mad. We told each other a lot about ourselves and our families.

Around the time I was talking to him, I started getting close to his ex, D (his ex studied engineering and trust me she is just as important to this story). Me and D were moving out from acquaintances territory to kinda friends territory.

I was debating stopping talking to him but they were broken up, and D and I weren’t that close that exes were off-limits. Besides A and I weren’t even that serious.

Also the boy had stupid money and a car and I… I am just an Igbo girl please (Mubarak please!!).

So as I kept getting close to him, I kept getting closer to her.

Then the first red flag hit.

D said they were still together. Just having a rough patch. I asked him, he said they had broken up and since they were still talking, it hadn’t registered to her and she was kinda clingy. I asked him to make it clear cause I was pretty sure she was of the opinion that they were just having another fight.

That ended there. I would overhear D talking to a mutual that she didn’t like how A was treating her.

Then A drove to school. To see his friends I guess. I was asleep the entire time(it was a Sunday afternoon and in my household it is impossible to find someone awake on a Sunday afternoon). I found out he came over when I woke up and he had left.

He texted saying that we could have messed around and he was acting all pissed with me but I’m sorry, you can’t plan to surprise me and be upset when I’m not available to be surprised.

That passed. D and I getting closer, A and I getting closer. Me torn in a very unique situation. My original experience.

A came around again. I was with D that day. We were walking back from church and a fast car drove by and she complained that why did he feel the need to torture her after breaking up with her.

So confirmation they had broken up. Also she knew her man’s car. Cute.

Anyway, I saw him for the first time since we started texting and we hugged, then I went to me room because unfortunately I was one of those girls that say the filthiest things but can never back it up. Besides I was closer to my girl D and I wasn’t sure I could go messing around with him (that was why he came).

Using my new friendship with D, I went undercover and found out the history between two of them, starting from how they met and how they ended up together.

I was debating telling D about me and A, but honestly, I didn’t know how she would take it, so I didn’t.

My feelings for A had grown too and I was thinking of how awkward it would be if I ended up dating him.

Then she found out when she saw us on the phone. And instead of talking to me directly, she told our girl group—a friendgroup I had just become a part of—and they were started using corners trying to ask me why I was calling him.

Like come, I didn’t know y’all two months ago. I owe you no loyalty yet.

But then after telling the girls that I would appreciate if when someone had a problem with me, they talk to me directly, like an adult, instead of calling an intervention, I went to meet D.

D and I spoke, and she said she had no issue. A wasn’t talking to her anymore. And that was that. I could date him if I wanted to.

Conscience cleared, all is finally free in the world of love and war right?

Wrong.

So wrong.

A came into my dms asking me why I went to talk to D. And then lowkey threatened me saying that he liked his life private and didn’t hesitate to cut out anyone that threatened his private life.

Who can guess what I did?

Did I apologize?

No?

I cussed him out and blocked him. The fucking bastard.

How dare he?

proof or it didn’t happen

So yeah he resumed school for 300 level and we saw each other but didn’t speak.

Until one day I stayed later in class and we got to talking. I told him that I didn’t appreciate being threatened and if he could refrain from doing that, it would be great.

Then we continued talking.

I had still not fully decided if I had completely forgiven him yet but at least.

One night while I was reading, D came to my room. She said she still had feelings for A and it felt like they would still get back together. I told her that if she wanted him, she could have him. I would move on eitherway.

Note: during one of our girls nights with my new group of friends, I found out that that day I was sleeping and A came to see me, him and D messed around. Like the kind that still made her blush. I kept that in my pocket. I wasn’t ready to unravel the implications.

A and I continued our ‘friendship’ lowkey but he did something again. Something I can’t remember but I know I couldn’t take. And I blocked his ass again.

I didn’t talk to him until the holidays when I had a rather romantic dream about him and ignored the red flags to talk to him again.

What I didn’t mention to him was that in our off time, I had made a new friend M, who I kinda liked.

I spent the entire holiday talking to both. A said he loved me, M was a breath of fresh air. A drama free window.

School resumed. A resumed late, I spent more time with M and when M finally asked me out, I said yes. I didn’t tell A I had a new man. He found out from mutual friends. And he was pissed.

We didn’t speak till semester break, when he hit me up. We talked about it. He said he had to cut me off then blocked me.

That was the end of that chapter. But I still saw A around and it was awkward. Really awkward.

So finally I decided to apologize for not telling him. He said we couldn’t be more than acquaintances and I took my L. We then started chatting gradually as friends.

Naturally D and I had a strained ish relationship but one day in 400 level first semester, when D had gotten to the point of being completely over A, we sat down to compare notes.

I told her everything in my timeline and she told me hers. We found out the different ways he lied and defamed each of us to the other person.

But what got her was the fact he called her clingy and I didn’t know that it hit her so badly (me wey don already go through this false clingy accusation thing).

I wish I had known, especially since she told me she would talk to him.

I knew when she went. And I knew when she got back. She came to meet me and told me that A said I lied.

Me? Lie? What did I have to gain? Like girl, he called me clingy to you too, why is it so hard to believe he could say that about you to someone else?

Anywho. I just said okay and moved on, because I didn’t really have the energy.

Until A came to cuss me out in my dm, that why did I tell D about all that stuff, and decided that he would threaten me about going to M and telling M that him, A , and I messed around one time.

Oh Brother. Men and their egos. Gist I had downloaded to M in the first month of our relationship? Don’t play.

I blocked him. Deleted our chats and wished him goodluck in life. The stupid fucking bastard.

As for D, I realized that maybe I couldn’t trust her and stopped speaking to her too.

I entered 500 level not really speaking to both of em.

By this time, the entire friendgroup found out that A and I had had a lowkey thing. Like to the point where they were asking me for my side of the story.

I also found out that the day I was asleep, he actually came for me but took D because he couldn’t say he came for me. I found out different things he lied about when we started talking, different minor ways he manipulated me.

I was still annoyed with D, rightfully so, and it took our friends forcing us together to settle. I was of the opinion that it was really silly of her to tell A I told her all that stuff. Like confront him but fucking hide your sources for goodness sake.

Anyway, D and I are chill now, I don’t speak to A. I honestly wish him death. Obviously the story is deeper than this but I have forgotten half and the other half is too much information for the internet and I believe some things ought not to be said online.

Bottomline is that y’all get the gist.

The good part of this drama that lasted years, is that my relationship with M that started in 300 level is still going strong. He’s the boyfriend I always talk about, and I am still very much in love with him.

Also, M probably hates A a lot more than I do. Especially when I showed M the chats between me and A, and M immediately figured out that he subtly emotionally manipulated me.

Literally between me and M, I refer to A as he-who-shall-not-be-named because just A’s name alone immediately gets M irritated and annoyed.

M always wants to punch A anytime M sees him and frankly I think it’s the sexiest thing.

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So yeah, that’s my life. My love life till date with a lot of details missing.

One thing I love about myself is that I genuinely don’t take rubbish but a con to that is the fact that closure will be the death of me. I always end up feeling like a bitch and want to be friends again. I hate awkwardness.

But such is life.

I hope you enjoyed this three part series. Because I know I enjoyed going down memory lane.