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Confessions of a Yoruba Demon IV


Confessions of a Yoruba Demon 4

Word travelled fast as I left the hospital and returned home.

Think of gossip flowing through the grapevine between Nigerian Aunties. It moved faster than your mood from angry to not angry after you get your hands on food.

There were calls of concern and care.

People were genuinely worried about me and I could feel the love.

Taiwo and Cynthia were basically living with me at this point and I could truly feel their love in it’s purest form.

I was trying to live a normal life but no one was normal. I could feel the pain in all their hearts.

But I was the only one that knew was I was feeling.

One afternoon, I heard a knock on the door as I exited the bathroom.

I sluggishly walked to the door.

I leaned forward and looked into the peep hole, it was like my eyes were playing tricks on me.

Back, I leaned and then forward again.

On second glance, I saw clearly that it was Annie.

As I opened the door, I stepped to the side and allowed her in.

Standing in the same spot where I had slumped a few days prior, she said

“Hi Kola”

I turned the lock on the door and said

“Hi Annie”

as the words left my tongue, Taiwo came out of the room and into the hallway.

She was looking dead at Annie when she said

“What are you doing here?”

Annie sighed.

Before she could answer, I jumped in and said

“Taiwo, can you please give us some privacy?”

She rolled her eyes and said

“I asked her to tell me why she’s here and I want an answer”

as she approached Annie and I.

Annie replied and said

“I came to show honest care and concern. Something you obviously know nothing about”

I could almost hear Taiwo grinding her teeth as her fists clenched.

I immediately changed my standing position to occupy a space between both of them and I again said

“Taiwo, please go back to the room please”

She hissed and said

“You’re lucky”

as stormed back towards the room.

I motioned Annie toward the couch where she sat and I asked

“So what can I do for you?”

She fiddled with her hands and said

“Kola, I just came to apologize and say I’m sorry for all that happened.

I can’t help but feel like I contributed to the whole thing by what I did that day and I’m really sorry”

I made a sound that was almost a mixture of a scoff and a smile as I said

“it’s okay. It’s all in the past now.

We good”

She apologized a bit more and stood to leave when she said

“I heard you were poisoned. I don’t know if you care, but it was not the one who did that. I would never do that to you”

I smiled and didn’t respond as I held open the front door.

She smiled and took a step forward as if to walk out and quickly she turned.

She hugged me and squeezed me.

“Kola, I still love you and I need you.

Please come back to me”

I let go of the door, it slid and closed.

I looked down at Annie as she sobbed. Her tears soaking my shirt.

I placed my hands around her back as I tried to comfort her.

She looked up and our eyes met, I leaned in and I didn’t know when I kissed her.

It was not one of those “she forced herself on me” situations. I actually went in for the kiss.

It felt good.

There was a surge through my body.

She sucked on my bottom lip as our tongues interlocked.

We must have been tongue tied for a few minutes before something clicked in my head that Taiwo was only two doors away.

She stepped back and wiped her juicy lips.

We both smiled and I spoke first

“Annie, we have to talk about this some more but later”

She smiled and said

“I look forward to it”

Not without leaning in and planting another long kiss on my lips before heading out.

I watched her as she walked through the halls and towards the stairwell,

“Oh how do I keep getting myself into this?”

I thought to myself.

Reopening doors that should stay closed. Oh great Nigerian man.


My mother was due to arrive that evening.

So right before as Cynthia and Taiwo made dinner in the kitchen, I said to both

“There will be no talk of dying or anything along the lines to my mother.


They both agreed.

I then brought up the earlier interaction as Cynthia and I teased Taiwo.

“…you should have seen her clenching her fist like she was going to beat Annie!

It was so funny!”

I recanted to a beaming Cynthia.

Taiwo jumped in

“I don’t know whats so funny. Me that I was ready to beat her ass. Y’all here laughing”

I replied as I laughed

“She was just trying to apologize”

Taiwo chimed in again and said

“Thats how it starts and then she’ll want to be talking to you. Then she’s kissing you and before you know it, you’re fucking her.

You dont know women”

I laughed as Cynthia suddenly switched sides and agreed with her.

“Yup Kola. It always starts with some cry baby act before we start using our tears to wash your penis.

You know better”

I smiled knowing that Annie’s lips were just all over mine.

but that was for me to worry about.

A few hours later, my mother and Taiwo arrived from the airport.

The mood quickly changed. There was an air of seriousness or cautiousness that my mother brought into the space.

We all ate together and watched a Nigerian movie my mother selected.

About halfway through the movie, my mother looked at me and said

“Kola, je kin ri e.”

Kola let me see you (in private)

We headed to my room, she sat down on the bed and said

“Sit down”

I sat next to her as she began speaking. It was a mixture of simple words and prayers.

She was crying through it all as she said

“….I have learned to not question God but this leaves a big question mark regarding his loyalty to me. I thanked him for you and raised you in his ways and re-dedicated you to him.

This is not fair but I want to tell you that I love you more than my own life”

As she spoke, I felt her heart break into tinier pieces than mine.

My mother was my everything, and to see her shattered like that was hard to swallow.

I reached my hands around her and pulled her close.

She squeezed my shirt and sobbed harder reciting my Oriki (praise poetry, is a cultural phenomenon among the Yòrùbá-speaking people of West Africa.)

I looked down and slowly moved her off me and I said

“Mummy, I’m not dying”


She sat up straight and said


I swallowed hard and quietly repeated myself and said

“Mummy, I am not dying.”

She looked at me like I was strange and said

“What are you saying Kola???”

She stood up and raised her voice as she said

“Are you serious???

You had the entire family worried and devastated and you are not sick

Explain it to me!!!”

I stood up and motioned to her, gently asking her to quiet down

as I spoke

“You see, I spoke to the doctor and paid him so we could plan the whole thing.

I just needed a fresh start and for all these women to leave me alone.

It was weighing me down”

Her mouth was ajar.

She was stunned

If she could slap me at that moment, I bet she would have.

There was so much disappointment in her eyes.

I couldn’t hide.

I wanted to hide but I couldn’t.

“A new beginning is moving to a new state or country. Getting a different career, giving your life to God… but this… this is low.

Even for you.

I can’t believe this”

She got up and exited the room.

I wanted to follow her but I was ridden with so much shame.

I just sat on the floor there and played my actions.

All I concluded with was that it needed to be done. It might have seemed horrible to others but to me, it was necessary.


The rest of the week, my mother and I danced around each other. She barely spoke to me.

My mother ranks high as one of the most passive aggressive people I know.

She was clearly upset with me but not saying anything.

Even Taiwo asked me what happened and I played it off as her just being upset with the situation.

It was around 6am when I felt a sharp slap around my shoulder.

It wasn’t your friendly wake up call.

It was firm and painful.

I sprung up and said


It was my mother and she put her finger across her lips.

She stood over me and said

“There are people out in the living room.

You are going to go out there and tell them the truth about all this.

Otherwise, I will”

I looked at her in shock and said


She looked angry as she said

“Kola, don’t make me slap you here. If you know what is good for you, you will get up and go out there now.

Thank God you know I don’t stand for this nonsense”

I was so upset.

This was why I didn’t want my mother to know about this whole situation.

I sluggishly got myself out of bed with my mother policing me, almost like when I was in grade school.

She walked behind me as I walked to the living room. As I turned the corner, I noticed two people sitting on the couch; Annie and Cynthia.

I actually let out a sigh of relief because Taiwo wasn’t there.

She was the one I wanted anyways.

I sat across from them and finally gathered the courage to speak and I said

“I want to start by saying I am sorry.

I have been selfish and a coward. I have lied to both of you and even made you feel like you weren’t enough for me.

I lied to both of you and others about my medical condition, I am not actually dying. I just did that because I wanted to leave all the situations I have at the moment and return to a stress free life.

I know you probably hate me, but I Truly enjoyed the memories we made and I hope someday you can both forgive me”

Annie said nothing.

She got up, picked her bags and walked out.

I turned and watched her leave.

Cynthia sat there with her hands on her laps and my mom at the end of the couch.

She sighed and said

“It’s unfortunate that you have people that actually love you but you have done such a despicable thing to them.

To bring such grief to people you call family is just downright low and beneath you.

And to think I was holding off on telling you that I was pregnant.”

I gasped and sat straight.

She looked at me and said

“Calm down.

It’s not yours and I’m glad because you changed Kola.

You really changed. This was not the man I fell for.

I wish you all the best but I’m out”

I heaved a sigh of relief. For a quick second, I thought I was going to lose out on everything and somehow have ended up as a father.

Cynthia stood up and left.

She shook her head as she said

“You brought this upon yourself”

She walked and left the house. She would later return as she was still staying with me till she found her own place.

As everything settled, I got up and my mother looked at me. Her glare was telling, then she said most she had said to me in days

“I am proud of you for manning up but I am leaving tomorrow back to Nigeria”

I didn’t even get a reply in. She walked out of the room.

Somewhere in my mind, I felt less pressure on my shoulders.

I still had to talk to Taiwo, at least now we could properly be together.

I picked up my keys and in my shorts,

I headed over to her house.

About 30 minutes later, I was knocking on her door.

My heart was racing.

I heard someone walking towards the door.

It opened moments later.

“Hey babe”

I said.

She smiled and said

“Hi Kola”

That greeting might have sounded normal to everyone else in the world but I knew Taiwo, she was upset.

I looked at her, smiled as I said

“You must have heard huh?”

“Heard what?”

she replied swiftly.

I realized this wasn’t going to be easy.

“Taiwo, I lied about being sick.

I paid the doctor to say all that at the hospital. I just wanted to get everyone out of the way, so we can better together.

I’m sorry I lied to you baby.

I would never do anything to hurt you”

Taiwo closed the door.


I was so confused. I heard some shuffling on the other side then the door opened again.

Taiwo had a box in her hand.

She placed it on the floor between us.

Then she stepped in the doorway and said

“You are a liar, manipulator and a self centered prick.

So no. I don’t want you or your love that taints or hurts others.

In this box, I have packed all your shit.

Please leave me alone and never contact me, I don’t need your love.”

She slammed the door.

That was it.

I couldn’t believe what had just unfolded.

I wanted to scream/cry/punch something all in the same breath.

I couldn’t even gather myself to pick up my belongings in the box.

Slowly, I trudged to my car.

The drive back home was painful. I kept playing it all in my head and trying to find ways I could have avoided all of this.

I felt like I had eggs broken only face.

What The Heck Man.

When I returned home, I sat in my car for almost an hour.

You know that defeated stance where you even get home but you can’t bring yourself to go inside.

I finally pulled myself in.

When I opened the door, Cynthia was watching the television and my mother was in the kitchen.

Standing in the door, I couldn’t hold it anymore. I started crying profusely.

Cynthia got up and approached me.

She said

“Are you okay?”

I looked at her as I slumped to the ground.

My mom said

“Whats wrong with him?”

Cynthia said

“Annie posted a secret recording of him confessing that he lied to people about being terminally illl.

It is all over the internet”

I raised my head and looked up to her as I said

“What video?”

She looked at me puzzled and said

“You haven’t seen it?”

I hadn’t seen the video.

Apparently Annie had a camera in her purse, recording me that morning as I confessed being a fucking liar to her.

She had never been one to play fair and I couldn’t even muster anger towards her.

I felt a sharp pain in my stomach.

The tears flowed faster and I slumped farther into darkness.

Cynthia then said

“Kola, you’re bleeding”

I cleaned my nose with my right forearm and there was blood on it.

She asked

“Are you okay?”

My mother hissed and said


He gets those when it’s too hot or he’s stressed. He brought this stress on himself.

Kola go to the bathroom and wash that nonsense off before you stain the walls”

She walked right past me and into the bedroom.

And in that moment, I realized how low I had fallen.

My reputation was tarnished and I lost all the women I had and even my mother walked away from me as my heart lay broken.

And all I could think was What The… you know the rest.

I hope you enjoyed the Confessions of a Yoruba Demon series. I know lately they have gained prominence for creative heartbreaking techniques and patterns. I enjoyed writing this series and I hope you enjoyed reading it.

Please if you know a Yoruba demon, stay with him. He needs all your love.

LOL it’s play o! RUN!!!!!

But in all good fun, ladies and gentlemen, treat your partners well.

“Yoruba demonizing” is a way of life. WE must all cast and bind!

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Confessions of a Yoruba Demon III


Based loosely on true events.


There was an oxygen mask across my face as I slowly opened my eyes.

Where was I?

 There was a bitter taste in my mouth.


The way it would taste if you hadn’t spoken or opened your mouth for hours.

I scanned from left to right, there were bodies around me, leaning over me. I could hear someone talking but I wasn’t sure if they were talking to me.

I couldn’t hear them anyways.

The voices were all too oud and the way the truck moved, I wasn’t going to make out the words.

As my eyes got clearer, I noticed that Cynthia was seated to my right.

She smiled at me and mouthed something I thought to be

“You’re gonna be okay Kola”

I tried to force a smile but I only had enough energy to bat my eye lashes and my lids closed.

I could still hear them, talking and I felt Cynthia place her hand on mine.

It was cold.

I opened my eyes just as the van came to a halt.

The noise level rose again as they worked to lift me out and on to another gurney.

Into the hospital we went, they were moving really fast and then I heard new voices. There were more people touching me now and saying things to me.

My head was spinning and I just wanted it to stop.

I heard someone ask me a question. I didn’t answer.

The person leaned in closer and asked again, I nodded.

A few seconds later, I felt a pinch in my arm. I had been injected with something.

Just a few more puffs and my eyes went shut again.



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I had a huge headache as I woke up.

My body felt sore. Maybe from all the moving around but somehow I felt better than before.

There was an intravenous line passed through my left forearm. There was some food on my tray to my right.

I was looking at the food when I heard someone say from behind it

“Hey handsome, you up.”

I tried to make out who it was and then they said

“You can sleep sha!

Just be over there snoring all the time.

How did you sleep?”

I forced a smile back.

It was Cynthia.

In a quiet and raspy tone, I responded

“How long was I out for?”

She smiled, now standing right by the bed. She said

“About 11hours.

They really knocked you out”



Immediately my mind flashed to Taiwo. I’m sure she would have been blowing up my phone.

As I tried to figure it all in my head, Cynthia said

“Don’t worry, I already told her what happened. She was here earlier and she will be back soon”

Puzzled as to who she could have been talking about.

I said

“Who do you think I’m talking about?”

She smiled as she turned around and headed back to her seat. She sat down, reached for her phone and said

“You little girlfriend Taiwo or whatever her name was.”

I rolled my eyes and said

“She’s not my girlfriend”

Her response was a cheeky

“Mhmm…whatever you say daddy”

I frowned and said

“I told you not to call me that anymore”

She got up and walked towards me as she smiled and said

“You’re telling me that you don’t want me to call you daddy?

Be acting like you don’t like it”

She ran her fingers up my right thigh and stopped right beneath my aroused member. I tried to keep it down but it only rose more and she smiled harder.

“Have I ever told you that I hate you?”

I said with a smile.

She smiled too and said

“Don’t make me get crazy and sit on it right in this hospital because you know I’ll do it”

I knew she would.

That’s how she was. That’s who I am.

So it made sense that she would but I couldn’t.

I didn’t want to and that was telling. But I teased back and said

“You wouldn’t even be able to handle it”

She grabbed it in her hands and said

“Try me.

I would ride this shit right now… Boy don’t play yourself.. you know I can put it o…..”

The doctor walked in and cut her off.


But Cynthia didn’t let go off my hardened member in her hand.

He looked down awkwardly at my lower regions and then at me and then at Cynthia.

It was only then Cynthia let me out of her grip with a huge smile on her face.

I was so on.

But I was more interested in what the doctor had to say.

He looked at me and said

“Mr Ishola…”

Completely butchering my name.

He continued

“I’m pretty sure I just butchered your name…I’m sorry.

Do you think we discuss some of the details of your results in private?”

I sat up in the bed and looked at the doctor

“It’s okay doc. You can say whatever in front of her.”

He nodded in approval and said

“Well, we did some extensive tests and we discovered that you had elevated levels of arsenic in your system”

I frowned and asked

“So what does that mean doc?

Am I okay?”

He looked a bit serious now as he said

“Yes, you are okay. What usually comes with this condition is internal bleeding, vomiting and such but your bleeding from your nostrils was unusual.

I think your body failed to display the other symptoms because you were soon unconscious. Your levels were off the chart, which leads me to believe one thing…you were poisoned”

I heard Cynthia gasp as my face dropped.


By who? Why? What could I have done that was that bad?

Now before you start to judge me, some of you may think

“Oh, he’s Yoruba. He’s a demon.”

I had always made myself very clear to the women I date.

No lies, just true feelings and vibes.

So who could have wanted to hurt me or better yet, dead.

My eyes began to water as I mustered the strength to ask

“So you mean someone tried to kill me?… I couldn’t *sniff*

I couldn’t have ingested something bad”

He seriousness seemed to be replaced with compassion now as he said

“Unfortunately, these levels we saw were too high.

You would need to have ingested a full bag of coal to have reached those levels. The thing that surprises people the most is it’s slow effect before kicking in. It can take a few hours to a day before it toxic impact is felt.

I’m sorry… the good news is that you got to us early enough for us to pump a lot of it out.

Some of your organs are lightly damaged and in recovery, we will just keep you here for observation but you should be set to head home within a few days.

So rest up and try to eat as much as you can”

He excused himself, I thanked him and he left.

I was stunned and playing detective in my mind. I wanted to cry but Cynthia being close wasn’t making that easy.

Who could have poisoned me?

The last meal I ate was at Taiwo’s and before that, I had eaten with Annie but even that was more than 3days ago.

So was it Taiwo?

But why would Taiwo want to harm me? We had just spoken about relationships and how she wanted me.

I looked over to Cynthia.

There was concern written over her face and anger but more importantly love.

She still loved me.

You see, Cynthia and I were engaged to be married.

I was sure that i wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.

We met during her Master’s program while I was working with the research team at her school.

She made me work to get her.

I truly put in work. The late night calls, always being present for her and all that was in between.

So I proposed, my family thought I was high off the fumes of love but I felt like she was the one until one day when I came home and walked in on her and her ex.

Everything changed that day.

Her family tried and begged but I called off the engagement and she moved.

I know she loves me and I still love her but I could never come back from that.

And maybe that affected my trust in allowing other women in but ultimately, I felt like I was hurting again.

I had let one in, and somehow, they had tried to take my life.

Tears trickled down the side of my right cheek as I cried with the door behind me.

Whenever I am overwhelmed, I would try to force myself to sleep, so I didn’t have to think.

I was trying to sleep when I heard Cynthia say in a harsh tone

“What do you want?”

I immediately opened my eyes and saw her standing, my eyes shifted with my body as I heard a reply in Cynthia’s direction

“What do you mean?

I told you I was coming back”

as I arrived on my back, I saw Taiwo with her furrowed brows looking angry at Cynthia for that question.

“Cynthia, chill… Can you give us a moment to talk?”

She looked at me surprised. She rolled her eyes, turned, unplugged her phone and then headed out of the hospital room.

Taiwo approached the bed and said

“Kola, what was all that about?”

I replied

“Shut the door, please”

She walked to the door and closed it.

As she walked back towards me, I said

“Taiwo, what did I do to deserve this?”

She looked confused and said

“Deserve what?

What are you talking about Kola?”

she placed her hand on me, as if to display her harmlessness.

I shrugged her off and said,

“You know exactly what I’m talking about!”

with my voice raised.

She took a step back and replied

“I don’t know who you think you’re yelling at or why but you need to calm the fuck down.

I’m the one that needs answers. Like why you never told me that you were engaged before or why you felt like I shouldn’t know that your ex fiancee was in your house.

So you give me answers instead of expecting me to read your mind”

I dismissed what she said and charged back

“You poisoned me Taiwo!”

Her eyes grew big and she looked hurt by my accusation

“The doctor came back with the test and he said I had been poisoned. The last thing I ate was from you”

I added..

Taiwo was already in tears.

She wiped her tears with her right sleeve and sniffled before saying

“Kola, you really just accused me of poisoning you?


Kola, me?”

I felt something.

There was something there.

But I had to try to fight what I felt and go for the facts as I said

“I’m not trying to accuse you.

but you are the last person I ate from. So where would I say that I ate that from?

I’m just going off what the doctor said”

“Well the doctor is wrong and you are so fucking wrong.

Kola! Me?

After everything. After picking people over me.

After years of waiting, you’re here accusing me?!

Of trying to kill you?

nah, you’re a fucking bitch and you’re fucking up!…. this is why you are alone. Because you sit here and push people away….

She snarled right back at me.

I was trying to keep my voice down and hers as I said

“You know I find it hard to trust people and it’s all been very ha…”

“Fuck your trust issues Kola!

That shit is a cop out!

Like nigga I love you! I have fucking loved you!

Yet you want to treat me like one of your side pieces. You’re going to regret ever saying those words to me Kola.

I’m done.”

She picked up her purse and left the containers that had food she brought. As she started to bolt out the door, I jumped out of the bed, forgetting the IV was still under my flesh.


I screamed as I felt my flesh rip.

She stopped as her right hand held the door knob.

I looked at her back as she refused to turn around and said

“Taiwo, I am sorry.

I shouldn’t have said that. I know you would never try to hurt me.

I was just scared and I lashed out.. I’m sorry babe”

She turned around and looked me square in the eye and said

“Kola, you think I’m not scared?.. you think it’s not scary to get a call that the man you love, nearly died?

You think it’s not scary loving you with your entire fan club of women wanting a piece of you?

What part of that do you think is easy Kola?”

I placed my hands on tear filled face and said

“Taiwo, I’m scared but I feel safe with you.

Please let us try.

Don’t walk out on me. I need you”

I could feel her knees buckle under my words.

She sheepishly smiled and said

“You are annoying but you are lucky I love you”

I smiled back and led her to the bed.

As I climbed in, she placed her purse back next to the food and said

“Are you hungry?

Or do you think I poisoned this one too?”

I jokingly glared at her and replied

“Too soon. Too soon.

Just come here”

I motioned to her to climb into the bed.

“When, shift now. You don’t know your butt is big. Abi should sit on the railing.”

She joked.

I moved over as she climbed into the bed with her iPad.

And turned it to some Nigerian movie on Iroko TV. I was about to make a joke about it when she said

“You better not say anything or you will go back to watching your hospital cable”

I chuckled.

She continued and said

“So what else did the doctor say?”

I started speaking and then I heard a knock on the door.

“Come in”

The door opened and a nurse walked in with Cynthia closely behind.

She greeted me and told me she was there to check on me.

As she walked around the bed to my right side, I thought she was about to chastise me for letting the IV drop out of my arm but she said

“Sir, it looks like you’re bleeding again”

I looked down at the pillow case and there were droplets of blood.

It was about to be another rollercoaster ride.


There were doctors circling me and nurses coming in and out.

I was on the high priority list.

Taiwo did not leave my side except for the time when I had to get an MRI done and even then, she was right outside the room.

Everyone was trying to figure out what was going on.

My mother was flying in from Nigeria shortly as my whole family and friends, wrapped around me.

The next morning, as I slowly woke.

I remember feeling a sense of calm.

Like answers were to be had and things would sort itself out.

I remember cracking jokes with Cynthia and Taiwo as we tried to take our minds off the situation while awaited the results from the doctors.

I remember Cynthia was talking about how men don’t appreciate the lengths women go to look good or something along those lines.

As she was demonstrating her points, the doctor knocked and let himself in.

He greeted me and asked some simple questions about my well being and proceeded to ask if he could talk to me about the results they found in front of Taiwo and Cynthia.

I gave my approval.

He closed the door and approached the bed.

With a folder in hand, he opened it up and held up some X-ray sheets as he said

“So we did a full body scan and located what we believe to be the problem.

Here, is a copy of the brain scan and there *he pointed to the picture*, there is a brain aneurysm right here.

Due to the size and it’s closeness to sensitive areas of your brain, we actually cannot advise to operate on it.”

There was a tension in the room.

Shock on both of their faces as I said

“I know.

So how long do I have doc?”

He looked at me and said

“In my professional judgement, I would say about 4-5 months give or take”

Cynthia held strong as she comforted a sobbing Taiwo.

The doctor shook my hand and excused himself.

I stayed silent for a second as it all hit me.

Then Cynthia looked at me and said

“You knew?”

I couldn’t hold the tears anymore.

They began to flow down my sullen cheeks as I replied

“I knew.”

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Confessions of A Yoruba Demon 2


I could feel the cold from the metal bench stinging the lining of my skin as I waited in the holding cell.

There was nothing I had done to deserve this .

In many ways, I felt betrayed by Annie.

Now don’t get me wrong, there was probably something I could have done better in the situation with regards to Taiwo but the turn around time never gave me a chance.

But that still isn’t justify Annie basically lying to the police and threatening my career and future.

One of the officers was understanding as he knew that disagreements with partners can sometimes be over embellished.

Still that didn’t mean I was getting released.

I sat in the cell for more than 20 hours.

Each hour felt like a rerun of watching my favorite team losing the Championship in the  final seconds of a game; it sickened me.

There were knots in my stomach and I could feel my palms get really sweaty.

How could she do this to me?

I would occasionally drift to my parents, particularly my mother and what she would be feeling if she found out that I had been arrested.

Disappointment. Pain. Helplessness.

Where would I start to explain myself?

My parents sent me to school in the United States when I turned 16.

I had finished high school in Nigeria and my time at Atlantic Hall High School still remains one of my best experiences in life.

I loved growing up in Nigeria and I was extremely appreciative that I had parents that valued hard work and education.

A lot of what I needed was always provided by my parents and I could count on them for anything.

So how would they take this news?

My father never put his hands on my mother, so having to hear that his son was a wife beater?

I felt another knot in my stomach.


I managed to finally fall asleep when I heard someone calling out a name.

I wasn’t sure if it was mine or not.

Someone was calling and banging on the rails.

I opened my eyes and mouthed to the guy sitting next to me

“What’s going on?”

He looked at me and said

“is your name Coller?”

I looked away and at the officer still calling my name.

I got up and walked to the gate

He said

“Are you Coller?”

I replied

“Kola Osifeso”

He replied


I said

“Yes. That’s me”

He began to open the gate as he said

“You made bail”

I was surprised as I became more aware of my surroundings.

I walked out of the cell and began to think,

“who could it be?”

Reaching the front counter, I was really nervous. My palms became sweaty and I was second guessing showing my face.

What if it was my uncle that my parents sent?

I shuttle stepped and turned the corner, the officer pointed to the counter and asked me to sign a form as I received my personal effects from him in a bag.

After inspecting the bag, I nodded at him to confirm that all my items were present.

He looked down at the dashboard in front of him and pressed a button, the door behind me buzzed and I pushed it open and entered into the waiting room. Standing in the center of the waiting room, there she was; Taiwo.


The street lights were out on my right side.

I stared out of the window; no words said since she picked me up.

How did she know I was there?

I couldn’t bring myself to hold a conversation. Being that I was innocent regarding the pictures and all, I think I actually felt anger towards her.

Somewhere deep inside me, I felt like her recklessness led us up to that point.

She parked next to the curb and shut off the engine.

Her hand reached into the cup holder and picked up her charging phone. She fiddled with it for a few minutes as I watched her out of the corner of my eyes.

She placed her phone down and looked towards me and said

“Kola, are you going to say something?”

I refused to reply.

She waited a few seconds and said

“Kola, I am sorry.

I didn’t mean for all this to get crazy… I just wanted to let you know that I still had feelings for you.”

I looked at her and those eyes sucked me in.

Shit! I wasn’t supposed to look in her eyes.

So here is a quick flashback

Taiwo and I “dated” for a bit and this was way before Annie.

When I say dated, I mean we actually went on a couple of dates together with the hope of knowing each other.

To be honest, I can’t remember who started playing what games but I know we were both being unserious, so falling off was easy and soon enough, Annie came along.

Annie and I were about 7 months into dating when I was reintroduced to Taiwo.

Annie asked me for details and I told her everything she needed to know back then.

We had never had sex.

We hadn’t even kissed yet.

So in my mind, we never happened like that. But Taiwo and I had a connection, I worked in mental health for a company that studies patients with down syndrome.

Taiwo’s older brother was one of our first patients.

So on many days when when Annie and I were “together”, I would see Taiwo and grab lunch or whatever.

We became very close but I always now referred to her as Annie’s friend.

Our connection was always evident, I had a hand in her family and she had hers in mine.

I felt a cold hand on my left hand, jolting me back into the present.

I moved my hand away and said

“You caused all this”

She replied

“I know and I’m sorry”

A part of me was still frustrated.

I shifted my body and stared out of the window as I said

“How did you even know where I was?”

She leaned back and said

“When I didn’t hear from you, I got worried. So I called Annie.

She screened my calls or even blocked me… I figured something must have happened.

And after calling the hospitals in the area, I called the police department through my friend Cory, the Assistant District Attorney and she was able to help me locate you and I had to come and get you”

Impressed by the effort she had shown to find me and come, I still put up a front and said

“You wouldn’t have had to pick me up from the station if things had just stayed the way they were”

She chimed back

“But Kola, I am tired of the way they are… I am tired of dancing around you and pretending like I don’t love you or want you.

I am tired.

So forgive me for going after what I want but you always say it, regret is so much worse than failure”

I did say that.

That was my line.

I looked over at her and tried to fight a smile. She smiled and mouthed

“I’m sorry”

And that was it. The last bit of my flailing guard fell.

“I can’t even think straight”

I said.

She replied

“Would a drink help?”

as she pointed straight down the street at a flashing “Open” sign for a local bar.

I smiled and said

“I wouldn’t hurt”

We must have been in there for about two hours. But as we walked home, she held my hands. It was easily the most calming moment of a stressful couple of days.

We talked about what could have been if we had been serious when we first met.

When we reached her car, I motioned as if to get in.

I thought she would be taking me home. It was as I turned around, I saw her holding open the door that led to her apartment.

She said

“Lets go”

with some authority. I replied

“It’s kinda late tho”

Flashing my illuminated Fitbit near her face. 1:59am.

She smiled and said

“Exactly. It’s late and you know I don’t like to drive at night.

Aint nobody tryna get shot”

I walked in behind her and up the stairs.

Apartment 8A.

As we entered, I could smell recently cooked food.

Taiwo walked towards the kitchen area and on the dining table, there was a full outlay of food.

Efo riro (A vegetable dish with assorted meats), white rice, red beans and meat pie.

Taiwo went in.

She put some of the rice in the microwave and headed into her bedroom.

I walked around the dining table one more time. She emerged and handed me a towel and a white medium sized shirt.

I remember teasing her that she was making me wear the clothes of one of her lovers.

The shower was amazing.

I felt like I was washing away the filth and drama from the past two days.

It was then I realized that I hadn’t thought about Annie all night.

My insides were somehow filled with disgust again.

I washed myself down and headed out into the living room.

The sweet smelling scent of fried plantains filled the air, bringing joy only rivaled by a direct deposit alert.

The smell couldn’t mask my thirst for her.

She turned around as she removed the last batch of plantains from the hot oil.

As she moved the pan to an empty burner, I slid my right hand around her.

My hand firmly on her lower back, I pulled her in close.

My first kiss was the one that set open the doors.

Her full lips sang in unison with mine.

Weaving a story of love and lust as she placed both her hands around my neck.

Our tongues laced with a passion and a wanting of years passed, I kissed her hard.

I broke the kiss and took her left hand in mine and led her till we stood in front of the couch.

Her leather Kim Kardashian jacket hugged the arm rest.

Her eyes were glued to mine. The hairs behind my neck were standing and I leaned in and kissed her again.

She bit my bottom lip as I went in for more of hers.

She was wearing a vanilla top that sat just beneath her buttocks.

As I kissed her, my mind began to race.

How far did I want this to go?

Did I really want to do this? Now?

Maybe my mind communicated with hers via our spit but she suddenly moved my hand from her lower back to sit firmly on her left buttock.


Each piece of clothing came off, and we were soon bare as we came into this world but filled with lust that ravages people.

I slowly sat her down on the couch and kissed her succulent thighs.

Her tattoos carefully placed around her body like art on gallery wall of a painter.

My tongue long for her sweet; my eyes searched her soul.

I tried to find where I fit, as I licked her thighs and stared upwards at her.

Using my hands, I parted her legs. It was brief but telling sound as I heard her wet.

The kisses around the edges were sloppy like saving a wilting ice cream cone at the state fair.

This was all I had wanted.

As I passionately locked lips with her pink, I felt her muscles tense and then relax.

I looked up again at her perfectly sculpted breasts and her silver piercing that found home in her left breast.

Her back firmed up as she began to curse under her breath.

Her right hand found its way to the back of my neck as she battled with pushing my head away or keeping my tongue closer.

Gladly, my tongue moved hard on her pink.

I slurped and gulped as I struggled to keep up with the juice that was flowing on to my beard.

I continued to work my position.

Wagging from left to right and nibbling to soothing effects, Taiwo went silent.

I could tell what was coming.

She lifted her back off the leather couch, squeezed my arm and squealed.

A fresh squeeze of her filling, lined the cavities of my mouth.

I stood and smiled.

Like a warrior that conquered it’s prey.

I began to reach for my pants to pull out the condom housed in my wallet while she writhed across the couch.

I checked the first pocket I normally kept my condom and found nothing.

I panicked.

This was not the time to have lost or forgotten this.

I checked the second sleeve inside the wallet, nothing.

I knew I was fucked. I was just about to make up an excuse to not continue our activities when Taiwo tapped me.

I turned around and immediately dropped to her knees and took me in.

The entire time, her gaze was fixed on me.

She sucked on the head and juggled my balls in her right hand.

It was art.

The way she caressed and then stroked. The way she tugged and slapped it across her cheek like an expert, I feared that I might just explode without warning.

I gently pushed her head away, knowing fully well that another couple of minutes of that and I would be spreading my seed like a farmer before the first rain.

I slipped the condom on my wet shaft and sat down on the the couch.

She smiled as she saddled me.

This was where we stayed.

Her eyes on me, mine on her breasts.

She controlled the motions. Slowly.

There wasn’t a rush to it.

As she dripped on to me with each stroke, I could feel myself finding new depths wishing her.

She stayed close and kissed me. Her breasts bounced as motioned up and down.

I could feel myself tense up as I bit lightly into her nipple.

She moved faster with shorter strokes.

I felt it boiling up but she stayed the course.

Her cheeks slapping into my drenched sack as she moved on me.

I was trying to fight her but the softness of her skin, those big bold eyes, her lips, her wet, I couldn’t help it any longer.

I squeezed her cheeks in my hands and felt a tickle right inside my shaft.

A few muffled grunts and spurts , it was all out.

She stayed on me for a few seconds and leaned back.

Sweat dripped from underneath her weave and down her forehead. I smiled at her and leaned she in to kiss me.

As she broke the kiss, we smiled together like shy kids that had just touched our privates for the first time.

And then she said

“Will you eat now?”

I joked and replied


She slapped me across my chest, got up and headed into the bathroom. I watched her blessed frame wander off into the fluorescence of the bathroom.

The condom came off, my clothes came on and we ate.

As we sat there watching a movie that somewhat reminded me of the Legend of Tarzan, she placed her head on my lap and looked up at me.

I looked away fro the tv and at her as I said


She smiled and replied

“I know you don’t necessarily want to talk bout it.

I know you have a bunch of girls that want you but I just want you to know that I genuinely want you.

not all that nonsense we were doing years ago. I genuinely want you.

So take your time to figure it all out but know that all I want is you.”

It felt like long needed validation.

Like the words I wanted a jilted lover to express before they found peace.

I smiled at her.

“T, you know I have a lot going on but I hear you”

She smiled back and that was all we said.

We curled up next to each other that night and slept.


The next morning, we swung by the Tmobile store and I picked up a new phone.

Taiwo then took me towards the house. I asked her to drop me off by the corner so I could buy some plantains from the Chinese store, to go with the rest of the stew she gave me.

I was so glad that I did.

As I walked home, with my bags in hand and sun in my face, I thought I would feel better.

I felt good but like something was missing.

Someone was leaving the complex as I arrived, so they left the door open. I let myself in, picked up my mail and head into the elevator.

As the doors opened and I turned the corner, I looked up and with great surprise, there was someone standing in front of my apartment.

She was leaning on the wall with her back turned to me.

As I approached slowly, I noticed her luggage and I began to wonder.

A few more steps and she heard me.

Turning around, my face flushed with surprise and maybe even shock.

She smiled and said

“Hi Kola”

I stood there shocked.

“Cynthia, what are you doing here?”

She leaned in for a hug and said

“I told you I would be coming through”

I broke the hug and said

“But you never said anything about coming here or staying with me”

She rolled her eyes and stepped back

“Kola, are you going to let me in?”

I scoffed and reluctantly opened the door.

She smiled and moved her bags inside the apartment.

I stood by the door and asked again

“So Cynthia, why are you here?”

She looked a bit more serious as she approached me and said

“Kola, will you ease up.

You stopped calling me months ago. And because you called off the engagement, we can’t be friends?

You know I love you… so lets leave all that in the past.

I’m not here to take you from all your little girlfriends of which I could if I wanted because they have nothing on all this…. I’m here for a job.

I start in two weeks and until then, I have nowhere else to stay.

So whats for lunch?”

She walked past me and into the kitchen.

She bent down and her head disappeared behind the refrigerator door. As she stood up, she looked surprised and worried.

Slowly, she closed the door and said

“Kola, are you okay?”

I stood there and wondered what she was talking about as she was now walking towards me.

She said

“Kola, you’re bleeding”

I looked down at the puddle of blood forming between my feet.

I moved my right hand to my nose and felt blood dripping down.

The next thing I felt was Cynthia cushioning my fall.

And shouting my name

“Kola… Kolaaaaaa”

For the second time in two days, I felt the cold piercing my skin.

This time around, there was no rising.

Slowly my name went faint and my body went numb.

What The Heck Man.

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Confessions of A Yoruba Demon

Confessions of A Yoruba Demon


Anointing ft. Sarkodie by Mr Eazi

Based loosely on true events.

My eyes traced her curves like a motion sensor.

Behind her, I counted each step as she walked in her heels ahead of me.

That sexy black number has resigned me to acting “sane” for most of the night.

At one point, I stopped midway through the hallway, staring at her and she walked on.

She soon realized I had stopped following her and turned around.

A big shy smile lit up the halls as she couldn’t hide her excitement as I took all of her in.

“What are you doing?”

She asked as she smiled and those round and jolly cheeks stood up to be counted.

I sighed, smiled, shook my head and began to walk towards her. She just stood still and smiled.

As I arrived in front of her, I slid my right hand around her waist and pulled her in.

A warm kiss for her lips as I smeared the remainder of her lipstick on my lips.

A chill went right down my spine.

I broke off the kiss and opened the door.

As she walked in ahead of me, I reached and firmly grabbed her right arm and spun her towards me in one swift motion.

I leaned into her and kissed her harder than I did seconds earlier.

I soon moved from her lips and started kissing her neck and I worked my way down. I began to reach for her zipper to remove her dress while she twisted and twirled, asking me

“Babe, what are you doing?”

I didn’t respond and I dropped to my knees as my lips kissed her now naked bum. She said

“You know your roommate is home right?”

I responded with

“so what?”

I turned her over to the counter.

From behind, I licked my lips as I slid my tongue into her wet.

It was warm.

Dripping as I tried to lap up every drop. I began to slurp as a few dripped out of my mouth and trickled on to my beard.

My left hand holding her steady, my right hand went around her as I placed my index finger on her clit and began to flicker. I could feel her shaking on my face while she attempted to drown her moans.

The water from the faucet was helping but we both knew with how loud she could get, it wasn’t going to be enough.

I turned her over and sat her up on the counter legs in the air, I got on my knees on the cold tiles as I took over with my tongue again. From left to right, it wagged at uncontrollable speed. I watched as she left her mouth wide open and no sounds came out. She continued to reach for something to grab on to as I licked. Full strokes with my tongue from bottom to the top, I could feel my beard soaking up.

A few minutes later, I came up and looked at her as she gasped and had this puzzled look on her face.

I began to take my pants off when she said

“babe, are you serious. What if your roommate comes out?”

I looked at her and said

“Then let’s get this going on then”

I walked up to her and kept her in my gaze. As I slowly slid my throbbing member inside her.



Her walls gripped every inch of me as I slid in and out. Her wetness covered all of my dick as my stroke loosened her tight pink.

In and out, I slid.

Watching her gasp for air, her eyes grew big as my member hit the ends of her walls. Her eyes cried for mercy but with each thrust I went for deep searching.

She placed her right hand around my neck as I thrust deeper, her cheeks hanging on my wooden counter. My heart beating out my chest, I could feel my dick firm up even more. Like a loaded gun ready to explode.

Her moans were louder, my thrusts harder.

I could feel her getting wetter, my piece just felt slippery as it went back in.

I was getting ready to let it all out. I was beginning to grunt and then the door opened…


I heard it but I didn’t stop.

She looked at me for confirmation that we were truly doing this. It was short and quick but I continued on.

She grabbed my neck tighter and gasped loader. Trying to contain her moans.

She whispered

“Cum for me baby”

And that was it.

I was grunting and squeezing my cheeks as I pumped my seed into her.

I stood there as we kissed passionately and my member began to shrink.

It slipped out of her as she climbed down from the counter.

As she walked away, I smacked her bum. She turned around and smiled, then disappeared into the shower.

As I walked into my bedroom, I heard my phone ringing.

It was mother.



“Good evening mummy”

I could hear the irritation in her voice.

“I called you twice already, why didn’t you answer?”

I rolled my eyes as I sat on the edge of my bed facing my window.

“Sorry mummy, I was out.

Is everything okay?”

You could tell that she wasn’t accepting my apology.

She continued

“Kola, you always do this. I will call and then you won’t answer.

God forbid something bad happens. That’s how we won’t be able to reach you.

Anyway… did you get a chance to meet up with the person I told you about?”

Oh Lord!

I knew where this conversation was going and I so was not ready for it.

“Mummy, I told you. I don’t want her.

I already talked to you about who I want and I’m working on it”

“Working on it?

What does working on it mean Kola?”

She chimed back at me

“You are going to be 28 next year for God’s sake. Do you think the world and all the good women out there will be waiting for you?

…there are equally good men waiting for them too. So why are you wasting time???”

She was right.

This was the reality, I wasn’t “old” but I also wasn’t getting any younger.

The door opened and Annette walked in from the shower.

She smiled at me.

I motioned to her with my finger across my lips to stay quiet.

My mother on the phone asked

“Is there someone there?”

I replied


She said okay and continued

“Kola, I am not one to pressure you this much but it has been a while since you last seriously dated and I think you need to get serious.

God has given you all you need, great health, a good job and family that loves you, what more?

All you need now is to be complete”

“I know mummy

And I promise, I am working on it”

That was my answer to get her off my back always.

She spent a few more minutes reporting my older sisters and my father to me before ending the call.

I placed the phone down on my bedside table and turned to my left to look at Annette who was still motioning her body.

“What did she say this time?”

She asked.

I tried to dismiss it by saying

“Oh nothing serious. She was just reporting my sisters to me”

Annette said

“Aww thats cute…

Kola, do you like me”


It felt like that came out of nowhere.

I looked at her stunned and in a few seconds, I gathered my composure and I reached for her hand

I pulled her close and said

“Annie, you know how I feel about you.

Thats no secret.

Look at the kind of night we just had. It was amazing.

I really like you. Truly”

She smiled and said


I heaved a huge sigh of relief inside.

I dodged one there.

As we curled into the bed that night, I turned over and picked up my phone again.

A message came in on Snapchat.

It was from a mutual friend of ours. I opened it and it was a message saying


I turned over and made sure Annie wasn’t looking and then I replied

“Hey you. What’s good?”

A few seconds later, she replied

“I’m horny”

I again gleaned back to make sure Annie wasn’t looking and then I said

“Oh word?”

She then said

“I want you inside me”

I placed my phone down and tried to fight the temptation.

She messaged again and said

“Are you there?”

I said


And then she said

“If I come there right now, can you make me cum?”

My member slowly began to rise.

Why was she doing this?!

“I’m not sure thats a good idea Taiwo”

She put a smiley emoji and said

“It will be when I come all over your d**k”

I was about to reply when Annie said

“Babe, put your phone away and hold me”

I dropped the phone and soon fell asleep.

There was something that needed to be sorted there but it would have to wait.

I just hoped it wouldn’t ruin me first.

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I turned and faced Annie

“Did you print out your resume?”

I nodded as she headed back into the kitchen.

She was making breakfast.

Eggs, toast, sausage and the likes.

I was starting my morning right before my interview.

Feeling great after waking up with my member in her mouth, I was now getting fed a proper breakfast before having to go and conquer the world.

We headed out of the apartment around 11:45am

My interview was at 1.

The plan was to stop at the bank and withdraw her rent before heading to my interview.

We got the money and arrived about 45minutes before my interview.

As we sat there talking, Annie continued to share how much she cared about me.

We sat there taking selfies and talking about an upcoming vacation we wanted to go on.

Time flew by and I had to head into my interview.

As I walked away, I realized that I had forgotten my phone in the car.

I turned around and headed back to the car.

As I pulled up the car, Annie hopped out and said

“Kola, why the fuck do you have nudes on your phone?”

I stood there.


She held the phone aloft and waved it in my face.


Fucking tell me why you have Taiwo’s nudes on your phone!”

I was speechless.

I must have been gone for less than 2 minutes!

My mind was racing as I tried to find the lie to get me out of this.

She threw my phone at me as she said

“Answer me!!!

…. So you have been fucking my friend this whole time?!”

I had finally gathered myself together as I moved closer to her and said

“Annie, let me explain.

No I’m not fucking Taiwo”

As I neared her, I tried to put my hands around her to calm her down.

Big mistake.

That only infuriated her further as she yelled

“Don’t fucking touch me! Don’t you put those filthy had on bye ever in your life!”

She was hysterical now and I was trying to hold her down.

“Kola, let go of me!

Don’t fucking touch me!!!”

I was done.

I was playing it all in my head at the speed of light.

What The Heck Man!

Less than a minute later, a police car pulled up.

They parked behind my car and stepped out.

Immediately, I moved away from her.

As they neared us, one of the officers called me aside and asked me what was going on.

One officer was talking to her and the other was asking me questions. I explained that she had seen something on my phone she didn’t like and gotten upset.

I didn’t realize when I said that I had put my hands on her to calm her down.

The officer immediately jumped on that and said

“Sir, I’m going to need you turn around…You’re not under arrest, but I’m going to handcuff you for both of our safety,”

He then had me sit on the sidewalk and went to talk to Annie

Minutes later he returned and asked me to move into the back of the cop car.

I asked


He said I should just follow protocol and all was fine and

I shouldn’t worry.

He closed the door and walked back to the other officer who was taking a statement from Annie.

Then someone who I would later find out to be an eye witness showed up.

I must have been in the back seat for about 30minutes. Suddenly I saw Annie burst out into tears.

I was confused.

At the same time, my mind was racing. What would my parents think?

What would my friends think?


I was supposed to have been in an interview!

My frustrations were rising and I couldn’t get the answers I needed.

The officers suddenly walked away from Annie and headed towards me.

I thought they were about to let me out but they got into the car and started the engine.

I asked them where we were going.

the officer in the passenger seat said

“The station”

I immediately asked why

The officer driving said

“She claims you assaulted her”

My mouth dropped.

I slowly turned around and I saw the eye witness person holding on to Annie.

Shit just got real.

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