When He Got His Side Chick Pregnant, I Stayed in the Shower for Two Hours

I met him on a bus. He was the conductor. I was on my way to a new job, early morning, nervous about the day ahead. He didn’t stand out much that first time, not really. But soon after, I started riding his bus every day to work until I lost that job. Funny thing is, it was actually the driver I had my eye on. For whatever reason though, it was John who ended up becoming the biggest mistake of my life.

John became my lover after so many life events brought us together. We had an amazing relationship going for a while. It felt so right, like my dream of getting married soon was finally about to come true. Everything was moving perfectly until I started asking him for money.

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I was unemployed then, just lost my job, living from hand to mouth. I needed whatever support I could receive. He had traveled to Qatar by that time. He didn’t have money when I needed my hair done, even though he had promised me a new phone. I was yet to receive it. What I didn’t have though, his sister did.

He sent me pictures of his sister’s hair and added, “You know I paid for it.” But because I was in love, I let it go. Looking back now, their relationship was weird. The way they hovered around each other. How he put her first even before me. Because I loved him, I took it as a man who loved his sisters. A family man. Because his sister was the first person he spoke to each morning and before the sun set.

But I was begging him to talk to me. If I had any sense, I would have left. I was the kind of girl who advised other women to pack their bags and go, but I stood there. Love makes us this stupid.

I saw the distance between us as the problem. It was because I was thinking of how I felt lonely, how I had a problem, and then it clicked. Distance. Distance was the problem. So I decided to find a way to solve it. I was fighting so hard to go to Qatar to meet him, the love of my life. I told him everything. If I went to the passport office, I told him. If I found a job application, I told him. Unbeknownst to me, he was always looking for opportunities to take himself out of Qatar. Because as he put it, “I’m coming there and he really didn’t want to see me.”

One day I wrote him a text and he replied after three days. That’s when my senses returned to me. I thought about what I endured in the name of love, and right there and then I chose myself. I just wrote him a simple text. ” i hope you fall in love with a girl with your attitude.”

He didn’t write back. He wanted me out of his life long time ago. It was me who was forcing things.

I didn’t cry. I just went to the bathroom and took a two hour long shower. I stood under it, washed my hair, remembered when he didn’t want to pay for it. I rubbed and itched myself for believing that a conductor was the love of my life. Maybe the driver was, but I didn’t even get to experience that. I washed away my feelings for him. No bitterness. No regrets. I wish him well.

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Now, I didn’t talk about when he impregnated some girl and told me it was his friend. Stupid me, I gave him some. Later after we broke up, that’s when I found out it was his girlfriend. The story was his, not his friend’s.

—Rita

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