Dear readers,To love and be loved in return is a thing of joy. Love however, could be more than miserable if and when it turns sour.Such is the experience of today's writer.Please, read the concluding part of her story and help her.Thanks, Monica Taiwo( Continued from last week )AT a time, he told me he was very broke and he needed two million naira to do some business. I did not need to ask my parents for the money, I had it, so I gave him. Three days later, he returned it. I was shocked, because the time he returned the money to me and the way he was when he asked me for the loan did not tally.I asked if he didn't need the money again, he said he had used it and he wanted to return it with an interest of a million naira. I did not want to take the interest from him, but, he insisted. It was not long after the issue of the wristwatch, so I had no choice but to take it from him.I really cannot say as of that time why my mother could not stand Femi, and I was so angry that I had to move out of the house.It is a family tradition in our home that every Christmas we all have dinner together and after dinner we speak about different issues and trash some things out. I guess it was my parents' way of taking stock.Unfortunately, that year's Christmas, Femi was the topic of the day. Every member of my family wanted me to ditch him; even my sister and her husband who were in attendance agreed with others. My daddy who had been my best ally, that night was on the other side too.Without mincing words or looking ridiculous, I told them that I loved Femi and I couldn't understand why everyone was against my relationship with him. When Kayode, my sister's husband saw my plight, he asked my parents to take things easy and promised to check Femi out.Two weeks after Christmas, Kayode came home with his findings, and told my parents and I that Femi was a 419er, involved in advanced fee fraud and that the company he kept are not the type he could even imagine. He advised, just as my parents did, that I should take a walk from the relationship.Unfortunately, I loved Femi so much that to listen to any reasonable suggestion from anybody became a problem. After the New Year celebration, I told my parents that I wanted to move in with my friends.( Before this, however, I made the mistake of telling Femi all that went on in our house during Christmas and about Kayode's findings). They both agreed that I could move out, but daddy said he would be very disappointed in me if I moved out of the house because I wanted to live with Femi.I, however, did not do that, I moved in with my friend, who also did not approve of my relationship with Femi, but allowed me to stay with her.Femi, however, became a changed person after I told him everything that transpired in our house during Christmas and Kayode's findings. He began to invite me to his home. The first time I visited him, I was dumbfounded by what I saw. He has a very big, tastily furnished house. In fact, I could say his house is better than ours, but the odd thing, is that he lived there all alone; not even a cook lived with him.On this day, he invited me to stay the night, but I declined, because I remembered the promise I made to my parents. The next time he invited me to his place was a weekend. It was his birthday, and he said he was expecting some visitors and he wanted me to be around. I asked my friend to come along with me since it was a work-free day.The first thing that threw me off balance, however, was his reaction when he saw my friend with me. It was not as if he had not met her before and he knew we lived together. The only thing he did not say aloud was, why did you come with her'When his friends arrived, I didn't like what I saw. I raised it with him and he became very angry. I had to beg him. He called me a snub and spoilt rich girl. We eventually settled and I became a regular visitor to his house and began to stay the night.One fateful day, I went to his house, but he wasn't around. I called him and he told me where to pick the key from. Fortunately, my friend called to find out where I was and I asked her to meet me at Femi's house and she did.I kept calling to tell him I wanted to leave, he told me to wait and at most, he said, I would sleep over. I did not tell him that my friend was with me. We had slept off in his room when he came in with about four of his friends. I couldn't actually say how many of them, because I did not wait to count because of what we overheard.They thought we were asleep; they started discussing me. They wanted to know if Femi had completed his arrangement and how much my father and I are worth. My friend asked me to keep quiet when I wanted to scream. We both heard everything.Femi was also mandated to take me to baba after he had carried out all their instruction.Which baba' And what for' My friend advised that we left and not wait until they came for us. I could not recount how, but we escaped. Since then, Femi has not called me, neither I him. I feel bad having disobeyed my parents. I have never done this before. I want to go back home. I don't know what to do or how to approach my parents. Please, advise me.
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