I went straight to Ruth’s apartment. Candy was home, so she let me in.
“Mike, what is it?” She enquired, looking at me as if I have gone nuts.
“I need water!” I said erratically, sitting on the bed.
She quickly brought the water, looking worried. I collected it swiftly and drank it in a hurry. Immediately I was done, I brought out my phone, dialed my mum’s number but she still wasn’t picking.
“mum isn’t picking her phone!” I said standing, walking restlessly around the room.
Candy followed me around worried.
“Mike, what is the problem?” she asked again.
I told her about all that happened. She sat down, folded her legs with her hands between her thighs listening to me in silence. When I was done she said, ” Mike, you need to surrender to Christ. All these that are befalling you is as a result of your reckless lifestyle.”
I looked at her with scorn in a kind of Kettle calling pot black way. But she ignored it and continued, “since I became who I am, I have been free from all these troubles.” She paused, thought of something then continued, “come to think of it, why should you fight a man of God even if he’s fake. You have no right to lay your hands on him Mike!” she sounded angered than scolding.
“please, I don’t need one of your boring sermons right now!” I interrupted as I sat at the extreme of the bed. She stood up, came to where I was and sat close to me, crossing her arm around my neck. I looked at her suspiciously.
“Mike, you need to understand that it pays to serve God,” she said, leaning on my shoulder. I ignored her statement, tried my mum’s number again. She looked at me as though surprised and asked, “who are you calling?” still leaning on my shoulder.
“it’s mum,” I answered, putting the phone on my ear. “oh it’s ringing,” I said, jerking up excitedly. I listened to it silently as it rang. Suddenly, mum answered. I stood up abruptly.
“hello ma!” I said.
“it’s okay my son. It has been resolved. Thank God you weren’t around; they would have dealt with you,” she said.
“what about you…how are you?” I asked.
“I’m on my way home. They couldn’t arrest me because I wasn’t the one at fault. Moreover, they treated the issue eventually as misunderstanding. “
“did they collect money from you?” I asked curiously.
“yes, they did. The prophet charged you for assault. I begged him alongside those elderly men with you earlier before he agreed to drop all charges, but with a condition. I paid for my release even though I wasn’t arrested. I was also made to sign an undertaking and an agreement to pay for all the damages during the brawl,” mom added.
“ha! You don’t mean it!” I exclaimed, punching the wall with my free hand.
“we will talk later. I’m on my way home.” she said and hung up.
I felt so bad that I have cost my mum another expenses this period we could barely feed. Candy walked up to me where I was resting my head on the door, slightly hitting it. She held me on my waist from behind and rested her head on my back.
“it’s okay Mike. It is well. Just believe God.” Candy said.
I felt like kissing her, but I just controlled urge and pulled myself away from her to sit on the bed. She followed me and sat on my thighs. It was becoming a kind of game she is up to.
“what are you doing following me around?” I asked, bewildered.
She adjusted herself well on my thighs, crossed her hands around my neck and said,
“don’t be afraid. I don’t want to sleep with you. I’m just trying to console a broken brother.”
“If you are not trying to tempt me directly, you’re succeeding indirectly,” I said, gently taking her hands off my neck as I stood up.
She held my hand, stood up and faced me. I was confused at this moment. I wondered what was she really up to.
“Mike, stop walking away from me. I’m not going to bite,” she said, as she gently pushed me back on the bed.
I laid back, wondering what she’s planning. So, I kept still. She laid on top of me and rested her head on my chest. Her whole body fitted right on my body. She started stroking my hair. I still kept my cool, but my junior was reckless. I felt she started feeling the kick and liked it.
“what are you up to Candy?” I asked amusingly.
“just helping a brother in distress,” she said, still stroking my hair.
“and by seducing me…?” I added.
She just smiled and said nothing. Suddenly, she raised herself a little and started kissing my neck.
“Candy, what are you doing?” I asked still.
“just relax,” she whispered and continued kissing my neck.
Her therapy helped. I was relaxed but crazily aroused.
Her little pointed boobs were visible from under the collar of her large white singlet as she raised herself to kiss my neck. Even her undies that were covered by the singlet were now unclad. I couldn’t contain it anymore, so I went for it. I grabbed her and kissed her hungrily. She pushed me off her and stood up from my body. I followed her abruptly wondering what went wrong.
“how could you Mike?!” she raged.
“how could what?” I sounded utterly befuddled.
“how could you do this to my sister?!” she barked.
“how could you tempt your sister’s boyfriend?!” I threw back.
“me? Tempt you? I was only trying to get you relaxed not knowing you’re an immature adult.” her tone emitting contempt.
“please Candy, don’t insult me,” I said, trying to control the anger stirring in me. Just then, my phone rang. Sandra was the caller. My heart skipped a beat. I composed myself before answering not noticing Candy’s inquisitive gaze.
To be continued…