Debbie Episode 10
..three days to divorce..
“Oga welome o” Rufus greeted and I nodded..
“Thank you, is Debbie around?” I asked, I had noticed her cars were all in the garage, but I just had to ask.
“Yes, maram no comot today(madam, didn’t go out today)”. He said
“Okay is she with someone?” I asked
“No Sir” he replied
“Alright take” I said handing him a shoprite bag,
“I know you’ve probably ate something, I thought I’d buy some for you as well” I explained as he peeked through the content..
“Ahh!.. Thank you sir, thank you” he exclaimed and I hummed before heading into the house.
The first thing I noticed the moment I stepped into the house was a mouth watering scent.. I can recognize that scent from anywhere..
I moved straight to the kitchen and I was right.. My favorite soup was boiling on the gas and a medium bag of wheat was placed on the counter..
I looked around and saw Debbie standing at the far end of the kitchen.. With her apple laptop on the glass table.. She looked really busy as she typed away, her googles was perched on her nose and her hair was in a messy bun..
She glanced up from the laptop and gave a small smile, despite the tiny beads of sweat on her forehead.. Good thing we placed an AC in the kitchen. I noticed she was just in a cream off shoulder top, that stopped some inches past her mid thighs, I took my eyes off her long slender fair legs to look back at her face.
“Good evening” she smiled glancing briefly at her laptop before closing it and placing her glasses on it.
“Good evening” I mumbled unsure of why she looked pleased to see me today.
“Uhm.. Why don’t you go take a bath?, your dinner should be set by the time you get back” she smiled moving over to the pot.. Picking her spoon to steer the soup.
“Uhh?” I asked lamely, I don’t think I heard right.
“Honey I said you should go take your bath, I’m sure you’re very tired and famished, go on now, you stink” she said shuuing me with the spoon.
“What did you call me?” I ask totally dumbfounded
“Uhm.. Honey?, is it bad to call my husband pet names?” She asked
“No..no it’s not, I’ll leave now..” I said slowly backing out of the kitchen..
“Okay, ” she said switching off the gas before moving to the wheat on the counter..
Okay?.. I think I’m just imagining things, this can’t be real.. Debbie can’t be the one calling me pet names and preparing my favourite food.. I glanced down the stairs for a minute and continued walking up to my room..
I don’t trust this woman, anytime she acts sweet there’s always an agenda behind it.
I got to my room, the one I had moved into after she packed out of our room.
I hesitantly opened the door and pushed it wide open without entering.. When nothing happened, I stuck my head in and looked around, everything looks the same.. And not out of place.. I walked in and dropped my suit jacket and suitcase on the bed.
I walked to the bathroom and peeked around, but saw nothing unusual..
Hmm.. But I still don’t trust that woman, anything can happen as long as she’s Debbie.
I quickly took my bath and slipped into a black jogger and black shirt before walking down the stairs with my phone in my hand..
I walked into the kitchen and saw Debbie walking with a tray to the dinning hall through the side door.
Everything was back in it’s rightful place, and the kitchen didn’t look like someone had cooked in it moments ago. I glanced at the counter and saw a bowl of fruits and juice on a tray, I picked it and walked towards the dinning hall..
Meeting Debbie halfway, she smiled and reached to take it from me..
“Don’t worry, I got it” I smiled softly and moved to the table placing it properly beside the tray she had brought in earlier.
“Thank you” she mumbled pecking my lips and I froze.
Did she.. Did she just peck me?, is this Debbie?!.
“Sit babe, the food will get cold, and let’s not forget you hate eating cold food” she said setting the plates and started serving.. I slowly sat in my chair and watched as she served the dishes, I couldn’t take my eyes away from her face as she concentrated.. She caught my eyes and I didn’t bother to look away,.. She smiled and raised her brow.
“Is something wrong” she asked and I blinked.. Looking away from her face
“Debbie, are.. Are you alright?” I asked calmly
She looked at me like I’ve asked the most ridiculous thing
“Yes, I am, why?” She asked taking her seat beside me..
“You’re being nice”I said bluntly and she chuckled
“So? Is it a bad thing” She asked washing her hands..
“No.. It’s not, it’s just kind of a little weird?” I muttered looking at her face..
“Okay henry I know, I’ve been acting bitchy for the past months and I’m sorry- please let me finish” she almost whined when I opened my mouth to speak
“I know you’re going to say I wasn’t bitchy, but I know I was.. And honestly I should have been a better wife, you know.. I mean you’re still my husband even if we are divorcing in few days, but you still have rights and needs to be met. And I should have been submissive as I should be, I know it’s too late, but I want to be a good wife to you for the next three days we have together, so please no more questions, let’s just enjoy the rest of the days we have together.. Okay?” She asked and I just nodded.. Even if I had a lot to say.
“Thank you” she smiled and started eating.. I looked down at the well garnished plate of egusi soup. Well I’ll deal with the topic later for now, I have some digging to do.
After cleaning up..
We both moved to the living room, I sat on the loveseat and picked the remote, going through the news channel for a bit before settling on Nickelodeon.. Debbie’s favorite channel. After plugging her laptop, she moved from her chair and shuffled towards me, before flopping down on the empty space beside me.
I’ve made a decision, since I couldn’t change her mind about the divorce, then I might as well just enjoy the few days I get to spend with her like she suggested.
“Baby.. Baby are you listening to me?” Debbie’s voice snapped me from my thoughts and I glanced to the side, to look at her.
“Sorry, what did you say?” I asked softly
“I was offered a new contract” she said excitedly.. Reminding me of how she acts each time she got a new job years ago.
“Really? What kind?” I asked really interested
“For a new cream, it’s in new York and it’s going to last for six months, the pay is absolutely good. Plus my feeding, flight, accommodation and all will be sponsored by the company itself” she gushed out laying her head on my lap, dangling her legs from the armrest of the chair.
“Wow, that’s huge.. I’m happy for you” and I meant it.
“Yeah me too, but I didn’t accept it” she said and I snapped my head down to stare at her in disbelief
“Why?” I asked
She just shrugged.
“Debbie, why didn’t you accept it?” I asked caressing her cheek with my thumb, when did my hand even get to her face?!.
“It’s time to get a break Henry, I’ve Been into modelling for over ten years now, it’s time to get a break and focus on more important things” she simply stated
“Like?” I couldn’t stop myself from asking.. She just shrugged her shoulder and focused on the TV.
I don’t understand what she means, this is a woman that started modelling at a young age, she loves being in front of a camera, either at shows, events, photoshoots, music videos, runway, beauty pageants, talk shows, commercials and so on.. Along the years she had won several awards, and competitions, acted as a guest star in movies, and has been a judge for several competitions, she’s good very good at what she does and would never turn down a good contract.. So now I’m really confused.
“Good morning hubby” Debbie greeted the minute I walked down the stairs..
“Good morning wiffy” I grinned moving towards the fridge.. She let out a snort and I’m sure I’d catch her rolling her eyes if I looked.
“There’s no such word as wiffy” she stated and I smiled.. Taking a large gulp from the bottled water.. Before closing the fridge.
“Oh there is ‘wiffy’” I argued leaning against the wall as she bit into her red apple
“Whatever floats your boat” she mumbled with an eyeroll.. Chewing her apple.
I took the opportunity to look at her outfit.. She wore her pink baggy oversized bear sweater.. The ears were a furry white, and so were the paws that covered her fingers.
“What’s with the bear?” I asked throwing the empty bottle in the trash, before taking a seat beside the counter
“Was cold last night” she said simply.. Moving her legs to the soft song playing around the house.
“How was your night?” I asked, remembering last night, we had watched movies till some minutes past eleven, before Debbie left to sleep.
“It was okay, how ’bout you?” She asked picking her phone from the table to increase the volume of the song a little
“Same” I replied and she nodded, singing along to the song ‘dusk till dawn’ by zayn ft sia.
I listened to the lyrics and licked my lips..
“What do you want for breakfast?” She asked.. Shouting over the music..
“Uhm… ” I drawed moving over to her, I took her hand that wasn’t holding the apple and twirled her softly, she smiled and shook her head as I held her waist swaying her slowly to the music, I let her go as she pretended to sing with her phone as the Mic.
I laughed and hugged her to myself, she tried to push up the sleeves of the sweater that practically swallowed her fingers.
She pouted when she failed and I quickly pecked her pink lips. She rolled her eyes but smiled anyway.
The song switched to another one and I moved to the store room.. Bringing out ripe plantains before moving back into the kitchen, she raised her brows in question, and I smiled innocently.. Moving to the freezer, where most of our chicken, beer and fish were stored.. After contemplating for a minute, I settled for iced fish.. I brought out two big piece, placing them in a bowl of water to defrost.. Then I walked to the fridge to get fresh tomatoes, paper and garden egg.
Debbie walked into the store and came back out, with vegetable oil, and onion..
“I guess it’s my favorite then, ripe plantain and garden egg sauce, cheesy” she said with a grin.
“Whatever” I said moving to wash the plantains before slicing them..
As he placed the pot on the gas, I couldn’t help but think if what I did was a good idea, so far he hasn’t hurt me.. Does he really deserve another chance?, what if he goes back to hitting me again? I wouldn’t be able to survive it, that’s for sure.
He started cutting the fish into bits, and I picked a knife and chopping board to slice the onion.. The garden egg, tomato and paper were already boiling slowly.
I set the onion aside when I was done and washed my hands.. Henry was already through and was checking on the plantain, how he moves smoothly in the kitchen still baffles me, even though I’ve seen him cook so many times, either alone or with me.. And no matter how much I try to chase him from the kitchen, he would always come back to help.
“Hey, what are you thinking?” He asked sitting beside me
“Nothing really” I lied looking at his hair, holding myself from pushing my fingers through the curls, his virgin hair is really full, and soft and sometimes I find my self getting jealous, the sides that were lowered still looked neat and so was the edge.
“What do you want to do today?” He suddenly asked.
“Uhm.. Aren’t you going to work?” I asked today is Thursday, which meant we would be signing the papers on Saturday. The day after tomorrow.
“No.. I called my secretary to cancel all my meetings for today and tomorrow, so I’m all yours” he said cockily and I shook my head..
“We could go to the beach?” I suggested, it’s been long we both did
“Sounds, good.. So after breakfast, we’ll hit the beach in the afternoon, right?” He asked and I nodded
“Great” he muttered moving to check on the pot.
The beach was fun, well partly, since “my wife” decided to torture me with her two piece swimsuit.
I had to constantly glare at both young and old men to look away, which was hard. I could tell she had a good time too and that’s all that matters right?.
The image of her in that suit, is still in my mind and is making me really restless even after I took a cold shower.. I rolled on my bed and sat up frustratedly, glancing down at the tent in my shorts. I sighed and stood up then walked out of the room, I need a cold drink.
Getting to the kitchen the light was on and the moment I stepped in I almost died.
Debbie was bent, reaching into the fridge for something, causing her short black nightie to jump further up exposing her fair smooth thighs.
She stood up and closed the fridge revealing a carton of ice cream in her hand, she must have sensed me because , she turned to look at me with furrowed brows
“Are you okay?” She asked
I groaned in reply and moved towards the fridge bringing out a chilled canned coke. I quickly opened it and took a long sip.
Before releasing an ‘ahh’.
I looked to my left to see Debbie still staring at me with curiosity
“Are you OK?” She asked again
“Yes” I breathed out.. Before moving to take a seat..
She sat beside me and opened the carton, then started eating directly from it with a spoon..
I was about to ask her why she was eating ice cream by this time, but the cream decided to fall from the spoon, into her…
My eyes widened as the strawberry cream slipped down her boobs Which was a little exposed, I swallowed and almost whined in disappointment when she wiped it with a paper towel.
“Henry?, are you OK?” She asked making me move my gaze to her face..
“You’re sweating” she said touching my forehead.. Of course I’m sweating, who wouldn’t in this situation?!
“I.. I’m.. I’m okay, I’m good” I stuttered, glancing at her lips briefly.
“Are you sure” she asked worriedly
“Yeah” I mumbled…
“Okay, then, goodnight” she said and leaned down to peck my cheek.. I don’t know how it all happened.. I think I’d cupped her cheeks and kissed her senseless, then placed her on the counter and had a good make out session with her.. Things was about to get really serious, but I had forced myself to pull back.. And rushed to my room, there’s no way I’ll have her against her wish.. No way, but I only made my restlessness worse!..
I woke up to the sound of thunder rumbling and checked the time to see that it was some minutes past 1am.. I moved to the window and looked out to see that it was raining cat and dogs, I locked my windows as another thunder sounded and moved back to my bed, only to jerk back up.. Thunder is striking!.. Debbie is afraid of thunder!..
I rushed out of my room and practically ran into Debbie’s room without knocking.. I panicked when I didn’t see her in bed,
“Debbie!, baby where are you?!” I yelled since the sound of the rain pounding on the roof was so loud.
Another thunder sounded and I heard her scream, I looked to the far end of the room and saw her coiled into a ball..
I quickly rushed over to her and knelt down to hold her shaking form
“Baby, it’s okay, alright? I’m here.. ” I mumbled as she rushed into my arms, breathing heavily..
“It’s okay, I got you now.. Stay calm, you’re safe” I said picking her bridal style and walked towards her bed, I placed her under the sheets and turned, only to feel her grab my wrist..
“Don’t leave me” she cried.
“I’m not leaving, I just want to turn off the lights” I stated but she didn’t burge.. Her doe like eyes suddenly became watery and And i leaned down to peck her forehead
“I promise I won’t leave, okay?” I said and she nodded before hesitantly releasing my wrist, she gripped the sheets and I quickly turned off the lights, leaving just the bedside lamp.. I moved to the bed and under the covers, Debbie quickly wrapped her hands around me and i let out a small laugh..
“It’s okay kitten, I won’t leave” I said holding her waist, it felt good to hold her again.. To sleep with her in my arms again, this might be the last time, so I’m going to relish in this wonderful warmth and feeling of having her cuddled up in my arms.
“I love you Henry” she suddenly said and I smiled
“I love you more” and I mean it.
“But you hurt me, so much it stills hurts to think about it Ayo” she sobbed calling me by my native name.
“I know and I’m sorry, it’s doesn’t change anything I know, sorry can’t take away the pains I caused you.. But I’m so sorry” I mumbled caressing her arms..
“And I know I’ve been saying it for almost three months now, that it sounds like a broken record like you said” I added and she sniffed
“Three years isn’t three months Henry, it’s hard really hard, the pains I felt most especially when I had miscarriages, I always felt Like dying then.” She said releasing a shaky breath
“But I still love you” she said moving up to look down at me.. She stared at me for some seconds as I wiped the tears from her cheeks, before leaning down to press her lips against mine.. I responded and kissed her passionately.. She slowly pulled back and leaned down to my ears
“I want you Henry” she whispered before looking back at me
“Are you sure?” I asked as quietly as I could,
“Yes, and I want you now” she said and i grabbed her head gently, smashing my lips with hers..
I was going to show her how much I loved her, I was going to make her feel so loved and by the time I’m done, she would be screaming my name off the roof.