I Played 2 Women Until They Teamed Up To Make Me Walk From Madina To Achimota

I was dating Diana when Francisca came along. She was different from Diana in many ways. She paid for dates, and when we took Uber or trotro, she paid for it. She was also calmer than Diana but was a bad cook and proud of it. That was the only side of her that made me pull the brakes on her. She loved me more than I thought Diana loved me, but then Diana also had her strengths, so I decided to keep them and see who would drop off and who would stay until the end of the race.

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One day, I wanted to marry Diana; the next day, Francisca would do something so great it would sway my attention from Diana for a while. It was like they were in competition, and no one wanted to be edged out.

One late night, I was with Francisca when Diana called, saying she was coming to see me. I had to act quickly to deflect her from coming, but Francisca was with me, so I couldn’t talk very well on the phone. I excused myself and went outside to talk to her. About five minutes later, Francisca called through. I quickly picked it, but she realized it was a call waiting even before I could speak.

She was very angry and asked who I was talking to and why I’d taken the call outside. Eventually, I was able to convince Diana not to come. My mistake was thinking Francisca was too dumb not to know. I explained it was a family issue and I needed to be alone to talk about it.

From that night, anytime I was with Diana, Francisca would call and ask where I was and what I was doing. I thought it was a coincidence until Diana also started calling me anytime I was with Francisca. “Tell me where you are and what you’re doing,” she would say. “Are you sure you’re not with any woman?”

Again, I thought it was a coincidence until one evening, I went to Francisca’s place, sat in a chair relaxing. She said her sister had come to visit and she wanted to introduce her. I was like, “Ah, aren’t we supposed to spend the night? Why is your sister here?”

Then Diana stepped out from her bedroom. I pushed back a little. My heart was pounding. “This is my sister. I know you know her, but you should shake hands. Pretend you haven’t met before and introduce yourself.”

Diana stood there with her arms folded, looking at me. I looked back and immediately knew I was finished. “What do you have to say?” Francisca asked. “You’ve lost your tongue? Can’t you talk?” Diana added. I got up, wanting to walk out of the drama. Diana pushed me to sit back down. She took my phone. Francisca took my wallet and started going through it. She found only GHC 50, took it, and threw my wallet back at me.

I said, “How do you want me to go home now that you’ve taken my money?”

Diana bought that phone for me, and she took it. Francisca had given me money before, so she took what was in my wallet. Not that I couldn’t fight. I could have beaten them both, but it seems when you’re a sinner, you lose your strength too. I begged for my SIM so I could even use the MoMo on it. They pushed me out and laughed.

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That’s how I walked from Madina to Achimota Secondary School around 10 p.m. because I was too ashamed to beg. I was looking through two bottles with one eye, but I lost both. I thought I wouldn’t cheat again, but to be a man and not look at two women differently at the same time is hard but I’m trying my best.

—Abraham 

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