Complete Me

Words couldn’t describe how Grace felt during the coming weeks and months. It took a lot to get over the fact the only thing that seemed ‘wrong’ with her was the tribe she came from. If only it was for some other reason, she would do anything to change that.

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Yemi was finding it difficult to sleep on this particular night. As he lay naked on his Mouka foam mattress, his eyes were closed but the god of sleep has simply refused to bless him with his presence. Power has just been restored after a 24 hour hiatus with the ceiling fan starting to gain momentum. The lights were switched off and his bedroom door was firmly shut. Close to the only pillow on his bed was his android phone. Anytime he rolled to either sides of his bed, he would take a glance at it like he was expecting some urgent call. One time, he checked his timeline on Twitter to see if there was any saucy gist or football news or just some interesting article to read. On twitter, the only thing that flooded his timeline was news about the awesomeness of Simi’s recently released album.

Her album wasn’t that good, he thought. There was just two songs he liked, ‘O wa n’be’ and ‘Aimasiko’. He utterly disliked the others because of the memories they brought to his mind. He had carefully placed his phone on the head board and tried once again to get some sleep when this particular memory got his full attention, his eyes slightly opened now.

It was the first day he met her.

It was on a Friday and he was walking to his room after a hectic day when this fine work of art walked past him. They both caught glances but he quickly detached himself. He soon began to fantasize about the possibilities of having her but then he had academic goals to achieve and nothing was going to distract him. Her name was Yetunde.

They both became friends during a general class for freshmen and their friendship started to bloom. They had a lot in common and it was as though, they were in paradise. Till their sophomore year, Yemi and Grace were inseparable. Some of their mutual friends usually tease them about getting married sometime in the future but they both brushed it off, like it was impossible; they were just friends and they intended to stay that way. As they proceed to their penultimate year, it became obvious to them that they couldn’t just remain friends forever. Yemi had suspected Yetunde already caught the love bug and so started to distance himself from her. His reason was because they came from different tribes and his parents had expressed their disapproval from having any romantic relationship with girls from other tribes, including hers.

Words couldn’t describe how Grace felt during the coming weeks and months. It took a lot to get over the fact the only thing that seemed ‘wrong’ with her was the tribe she came from. If only it was for some other reason, she would do anything to change that. Her tribe, however, she had no control over, no one does actually. That is something no one can shake off easily. Till they both graduated, no other guy was the guy for her. No one seemed to get her, understand her or make her feel special the way Yemi did. There was nothing any of her friends or his friends could do to convince him. His mind was already made up.

A month ago, he had gone through her Instagram page and saw a picture of her and another guy together, he also noticed that she had been able to Buy followers on instagram. He stopped in his track and immediately called one of her close friend to confirm his suspicion and yes, it was true. It was then, reality hit him. He had tried to get things working again between them again that ship had already sailed. He had realised how irrelevant the tribal issue was as compared to having a great relationship. If they had both gone on to date, that would have been their first and boy, what a relationship that would have been.

This was the real reason why he couldn’t sleep, why he couldn’t get himself to listen to that album, why he had permanently logged out of his Instagram account. Although there was only so much that could do to settle the raging sea of emotions of regret and pain, it helped just a little bit. He cried himself to sleep after listening to ‘Complete Me’ by Simi.

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